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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Young Forester by Zane Grey: With a growl Buell mounted the ladder. When his great shock head hove in
sight I was seized by a mad desire to give him a little of his own
medicine. With both hands I lifted the piece of pine branch and brought it
down with every ounce of strength in me.
Like a pistol it cracked on Buell's head and snapped into bits. The
lumberman gave a smothered groan, then clattered down the ladder and rolled
on the floor. There he lay quiet.
"All-fired dead--thet kid--now, ain't he?" said Bud, sarcastically. "How'd
you like thet crack on the knob? You'll need a larger size hat, mebbe.
Herky-Jerky, you go up an' see what's up there."
"I've a picture of myself goin'," replied Herky, without moving.
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