Their spears, wommeras, and boomerangs are guiltless of ornamentation, and save in a very few instances no idea of art seems to belong to the race.
There is no one as conceited, as lecturesome, as selfish, as mad about the theater as you. Nor is any man so talkative.
Ods bodikin.
Still the would-be drugbusters stomp about, trying to muster posses to ride out, hang the fiends high, and purge the land of demon dope.
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