We went downstairs, where Slaughter said
he’d have a little hair of the dog and wound up with most of the pelt.
This brief tale by Guthrie was selected as one of the
100 Best by Mr. Lewis.
I shall split with the fine editor here. I usually
dovetail with his tastes just fine, but this first-person dialect laden story
is of the “I’m joshin’ with ya in this ol’ yarn” variety.
Your tolerance for such fare may be higher, and in
that case this may be a winner for you.
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