Kilo

It brings in seven dollars a year to the town, said Pap, an’ that’s better than payin’ out good money for statuary. I’m agin high taxes every time. It costs too much to live, anyhow, especially when you’ve got a daughter to support, and no money comin’ in, to speak of. And just when some does come in, along comes a pesky book agent or somethin’ and fools the women out of the money.