
Mama and I came home on the train, in a Pullman Car. I was bringing a horned frog home with me in a match box. Uncle Dan was a big tease. He told me to keep that frog in the box. I asked what would happen if it got out. He said they’d probably put me off the train, and I believed him. Didn’t sleep a wink, watching that match box.
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