The farmer on Udröst owns his fishing-smack just like any other farmer in the north; sometimes the fishermen see it under full sails, and steering right down upon them, but just as they expect to be run down, it disappears.
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Next! steps gingerly in to confront the medical eye fastened questioningly upon him. Crook in the guts, he says tersely. The picturesque reports of previously treated and disgusted patients - have left him doubtful, and he casts, an anathematising eye upon the Black Jack bottle. Tabloids and duty! says the doctor, and the sufferer sighs with relief.
Next!
Crook in the guts,
Black Jack
Tabloids and duty!
He made a point of not taking federal money for the district -- though by 1986 he was bragging about landing an Army contract to build the Hummer vehicle for a South Bend company.
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