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Till the Butcher Cut Him Down |
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when she died, he'd die, too-she would take him down with
her.
Laura taken sick in 1940 and here came Jelly Roll driving his Lincoln all the way from New York. Laura died. And then Jelly, in spite that I had financed him a new start in the music business and he was beginning to feel himself again, he taken sick, too. A couple months later he died in my amis, begging me to keep anointing his lips with oil that had been blessed by a bishop in New York He had oil running al over him when he gave up the ghost. . . .
Anita looked down at her dianiond-studded hands at rest upon her silken lap. Then, with a quick smile, she did not forĀget to add. . . .
"Be sure to mention my tourist camp in your book, Mister Lomax. Our chicken dinners are recommended by Duncan Hines." |
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