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I scratched around amongst the old tools, and got a
pickaxe and give it to him, and he took it and went to
work, and never said a word.
He was always just that particular. Full of principle.
So then I got a shovel, and then we picked and
shoveled, turn about, and made the fur fly. We stuck
to it about a half an hour, which was as long as we
could stand up; but we had a good deal of a hole to
show for it.