I knowd the place real well,
Fer Id put it right in between two o the apple roots.
I dont know what possessed me, Mis Priest,
But I kinder wanted to know
That the hand had been flesh and bone, anyway.
It had sorter bothered me, thinkin I might ha imagined it.
I took a mornin when the sun was real pleasant and warm;
I guessed I wouldnt jump for a few old bones.
But I did jump, somethin wicked.
Ther warnt no bones!
Ther warnt nothin!
Not evn the gold ring Id minded bein on the little finger.
I dont know ef ther ever was anythin.
Ive worried myself sick over it.
I ben diggin and diggin day in and day out
Till Clarence ketched me at it.
Oh, I knowd real well what you all thought,
An I aint sayin youre not right,
But I aint goin to end in no county sylum
If I cn help it.
The shivrin fits come on me sudden like.
I know em, dont you trouble.
Ive fretted considerable about the sylum,
I guess I ben frettin all the time I aint ben diggin.
But anyhow I cant dig to Chicago, can I?
Thank you, Mis Priest,
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