And they was having a party and the new bride said she didn't want
that skull around in her house. Old Leggett got mad and said he wouldn't
part with that skull for love or money. So when he was to work one day she
threw the skull into the ash can, and when old Leggett come home and saw
the skull missing he swore like the devil and come down to the station to
swear out a warrant for his wife's arrest, chargin' her with disorderly
conduct. He carried on so that one of the boys got suspicious and went out
to the house with him and they found the skull in the ash can, and old
Leggett began to weep over it. So one of the boys asked him, naturally,
whose skull it was. He said it wasn't a skull no more, but a tobacco jar.
And they asked him where he'd got it. And he begun to lie so hard that
they tripped him up and finally he said it was his first wife's skull, and
he was hung shortly afterward. You see, if you give me time I could
remember something like that for a story.
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"Offhand, though," sighed Sergt. Kuzick, "it's difficult. I ain't got it
clear in my head what you want either. Of course I know it's got to be
interestin' or the paper won't print it.
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