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Article: My watch: an instructive little tale.
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- The Saturday Evening Post
- Article date:
- May 1, 1994
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My uncle William used to say that a good watch was a good watch until the repairers got a chance at it.
My beautiful new watch had run 18 months without losing or gaining, and without breaking any part of its machinery or stopping. I had come to believe it infallible in its judgments about the time of day, and to consider its constitution and its anatomy imperishable. But at last, one night, I let it run down. I grieved about it as if it were a recognized messenger and forerunner of calamity. But by and by I cheered up, set the watch by guess, and commanded my bodings and superstitions to depart. Next day, I stepped into the chief jeweler's to set it by the exact ...