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mdp.39076002720238	Newcomb Ambrose.	Flying the coast skyways, or, Jack Ralston's swift patrol / by Ambrose Newcomb	1931		.txt	text/plain	37631	2521	85	"That begins to sound like the real stuff, comrade," observed Jack; and despite the clamor of "Yeou said it, er-ole pal," replied Perk, catching his treacherous tongue just in the nick of time. "Something like a week later," he told the listening Perk, "they took off in the biggest crate Jack told him of the warm invitation received concerning his being brought to the home of Mr. Herriott some time later on. "Looks that way, buddy," Jack lost no time in Haow kin yeou do it, suh, I'd shore like to know ?" Just as sagacious Jack had surmised would happen, Perk was soon feeling quite at home, making "I knows as haow it aint time yet," Perk finally brother," Jack told his "side push," as Perk often Jack had for some little time been looking earwaited, Jack knowing Perk would be apt to give	./cache/mdp.39076002720238.pdf	./txt/mdp.39076002720238.txt