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- I was comin' home another night and I had to cross a wet grassy field I was nearly mucked to the head the field was so wet and muchy When I was in the middle of the field I met a man and he was dressed up in great style. I began to wonder at him for his shoes were shining, and I was mucked as I said before, but he was done up to kill with grand polished shoes and a grand suit of clothes of him and he walking along and not a speck of dirt on him. I spoke to him when he was passing me and he (?) made me an answer good or bad an I let him have it and he passed on and nothing else passed between us. When he was gone I felt a strange feeling going all through me and i was hardly able to walk(continues on next page)Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.