He was all wrong, that feller--all wrong. And I’ll tell you how I know he was wrong. I ain’t no pessimist. Not by a danged sight, I ain’t. If a little kid burns his fingers on a red-hot stove and keeps away from the fire from that time on, you don’t call him a pessimist. That’s me--burnt to a caution.…
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