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[continuation of poem "The Telephone Girl", written sideways on page]

She could let go a story which, gaining in force would cause half our wives to sue for divorce; she could get all our churches mixed up in a fight and turn all our days into sorrowing night; In fact she could keep the whole town in a stew if she'd tell a tenth part of the things that she knew.

oh, brother, now doesn't it make your head whirl when you think what you owe to the telephone girl.