Here Lies
Here Lies
An ironic little story about a practical communist who taught his friend when to take him seriously.
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week. No hurry. The current chain numbered four hundred and seventy-two links. A masterpiece.
Under Shep's surreptitious scrutiny, Old Chauncey stood erect purposefully and stalked to the woodpile. There a fat log stood on end. With one swift, seemingly effortless stroke of the ax he cleft the log in two, spat explosively and hiked into the house wagging his jaw.
The log-built house, a jewel of conscientious carpentry, stood on the wooded elevation called St. Paul's Hill, near town. On the side hill one hundred and twenty feet below stood another log-built affair, formerly the ice-house. Since Old Shep had become Chauncey's permanent guest, this structure had been equipped with furnishings as complete and comfortable as the house, including plumbing. So there was no reason for Shep to hang around Old Chauncey's kitchen.
The housekeeper, Celia Lilleoden, performed the chores incidental to both houses with such eas
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