"Laws-a-massy, Massa," cried the old darky, "it's Job! I let him out a
while back, sah, an' I done fohgot to put him to roost. I reckon he's
come to remind me."
And, beaming happily at the radiant Christmas party, Uncle Noah flung
up the window and in a terrible voice commanded the tyrant to be silent.
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