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RICH SAM DUNCAN.
  
  
  
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RICH SAM DUNCAN.

“Do you see this room?” said Mr. Moon, opening a door into
a rear room with a veranda in front of it. “This was the old
Duncan dining-room. I named it after Sam Duncan, who had
that big plantation at Skipwith Landind, on the Mississippi.
Thousands of dollars Sam has spent here. Blooded fellows,
those Duncans! But they ain't what they used to be. Why,
last summer a shabbily-dressed man came into the bar-room and
took a drink alone. I thought I knew him, and said I:

“`Hellow, Sam, is that you?'

“`I didn't think you would know me,' said Sam.

“`I should think I'd be a darned fool to forget a man who
has spent as many thousand dollars with me as you have,' said
I.”