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But the man kept prodding Abner with his toe. "Now we want you to git out o' this country!" said a voice which sounded far off, a mere thread of a voice amid the booming of the blood in Abner's ears. "If ever you set food in Lane County agin, you'll ketch it right, this won't be a breakfus' spell. We're goin' to make this a decent moral county if we haff to . . ."

The mob turned away and left Abner at the roots of the tree. A few minutes later the cars whisked away and left the teamster in utter blackness. After some time had passed the youth made shift to pull up by the tree. He stood whispering oaths and obscenities. He loosed the tree and tried to walk, but stumbled. He got back on his feet again and staggered forward with pioneer endurance through the benighted hills.

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