"PLUG" IVORY AND "PLUG" AVERY
By HOLMAN F. DAY
It was the queerest turnout that ever invaded Smyrna Corner.
Even the frogs of Smyrna swamp at the edge of the village gulped back their pipings, climbed the bank for a nearer view, and goggled in astonished silence as it passed, groaning, in the soft and early dusk.
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