om t for a year or t s. I sometimes lent oo selfiso do it regularly. I can still see double and almost s srous sack, o tacled face looking up from underneat. In 1911 ured o spend e anotal. A small so c it isn’t sudden and obvious like te of a ly finds ’s just a gradual crade, tle ups and doo t s and goes to Sarazins’. Somebody else buys a dozen ill keep going. You’re still ‘your oer’, altle more tle sal sime. You can go on like t for years, for a lifetime if you’re lucky. Uncle Ezekiel died in 1911, leaving 120 pounds o Fat till 1913 t o mortgage I didn’t at time, or I’d ood meant. As it t furt Fat doing rade longer to before I o ‘set up’. Like Fat, and I inclined to be angry managing tter. I capable of seeing, and neit o be seventy ainly end in time I’ve passed Sarazins’ s-place and merely t to Faty old se lettering, and ts of bird-seed. It didn’t occur to me t Sarazins’ apeo repeat to uff I’d been reading in my correspondence-course textbooks, about salesmanstention. ed an old-establisrade, and supplied sound goods, and tly. It’s a fact t very feill your o cy, and, t Fat, and Motoo.
1911, 1912, 1913. I tell you it ime to be alive. It e in 1912, t I first met Elsie aters. till t of to looking for girls and occasionally managed to connect up and ‘’ a feernoons, I’d never really ’s a queer business, t c sixteen. At some recognized part of toroll up and docroll up and doending not to notice tly some kind of contact is establisead of trailing along in fours, all four utterly speecure of t ime, ly failure to make any kind of conversation. But Elsie aters seemed different. trut I was growing up.
I don’t to tell tory of myself and Elsie aters, even if tory to tell. It’s merely t s of ture, part of ‘before t t’s . te dusty road stretc betnut trees, t-stocks, t’s oers is part of it.
I don’t knoy no as tall as I am, ed and coiled round e, curiously gentle face. S al in black, especially t Lilyhan I was.
I’m grateful to Elsie, bec