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A DEAD SHOT.
“How do you feel with such a shocking-looking coat
on?” said a young clerk, of more pretension than brains,
one morning.
“I feel,” said old Roger, looking at him steadily, with
one eye half closed, as if taking aim at his victim, “I
feel, young man, as if I had a coat on which has been
paid for, — a luxury of feeling which I think you will never
experience;” and then he quietly resumed the reading
of the Post, and the young clerk made no further remark
on the subject.
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