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　and　away　they　went　from　town　to　town　painting　the　railroad　property…switches；　crossing　gates；　bridges；　and　stations。

〃The　Big　Four　paints　its　stations　a　nasty　orange　color。　　How　I　hated　that　color！　My　brother　was　al…　ways　covered　with　it。　　On　pay　days　he　used　to　get　drunk　and　come　home　wearing　his　paint…covered　clothes　and　bringing　his　money　with　him。　　He　did　not　give　it　to　mother　but　laid　it　in　a　pile　on　our　kitchen　table。

〃About　the　house　he　went　in　the　clothes　covered　with　the　nasty　orange　colored　paint。　　I　can　see　the　picture。　　My　mother；　who　was　small　and　had　red；　sad…looking　eyes；　would　come　into　the　house　from　a　little　shed　at　the　back。　　That's　where　she　spent　her　time　over　the　washtub　scrubbing　people's　dirty　clothes。　　In　she　would　come　and　stand　by　the　table；　rubbing　her　eyes　with　her　apron　that　was　covered　with　soap…suds。

〃'Don't　touch　it！　Don't　you　dare　touch　that　money；'　my　brother　roared；　and　then　he　himself　took　five　or　ten　dollars　and　went　tramping　off　to　the　saloons。　　When　he　had　spent　what　he　had　taken　he　came　back　for　more。　　He　never　gave　my　mother　any　money　at　all　but　stayed　about　until　he　had　spent　it　all；　a　little　at　a　time。　　Then　he　went　back　to　his　job　with　the　painting　crew　on　the　railroad。　　After　he　had　gone　things　began　to　arrive　at　our　house；　groceries　and　such　things。　　Sometimes　there　would　be　a　dress　for　mother　or　a　pair　of　shoes　for　me。

〃Strange；　eh？　My　mother　loved　my　brother　much　more　than　she　did　me；　although　he　never　said　a　kind　word　to　either　of　us　and　always　raved　up　and　down　threatening　us　if　we　dared　so　much　as　touch　the　money　that　sometimes　lay　on　the　table　three　days。

〃We　got　along　pretty　well。　　I　studied　to　be　a　minis…　ter　and　prayed。　　I　was　a　regular　ass　about　saying　prayers。　　You　should　have　heard　me。　　When　my　fa…　ther　died　I　prayed　all　night；　just　as　I　did　sometimes　when　my　brother　was　in　town　drinking　and　going　about　buying　the　things　for　us。　　In　the　evening　after　supper　I　knelt　by　the　table　where　the　money　lay　and　prayed　for　hours。　　When　no　one　was　looking　I　stole　a　dollar　or　two　and　put　it　in　my　pocket。　　That　makes　me　laugh　now　but　then　it　was　terrible。　　It　was　on　my　mind　all　the　time。　　I　got　six　dollars　a　week　from　my　job　on　the　paper　and　always　took　it　straight　home　to　mother。　　The　few　dollars　I　stole　from　my　brother's　pile　I　spent　on　myself；　you　know；　for　trifles；　candy　and　cigarettes　and　such　things。

〃When　my　father　died　at　the　asylum　over　at　Day…　ton；　I　went　over　there。　　I　borrowed　some　money　from　the　man　for　whom　I　worked　and　went　on　the　train　at　night。　　It　was　raining。　　In　the　asylum　they　treated　me　as　though　I　were　a　king。

〃The　men　who　had　jobs　in　the　asylum　had　found　out　I　was　a　newspaper　reporter。　　That　made　them　afraid。　　There　had　been　some　negligence；　some　care…　lessness；　you　see；　when　father　was　ill。　　They　thought　perhaps　I　would　write　it　up　in　the　paper　and　make　a　fuss。　　I　never　intended　to　do　anything　of　the　kind。

〃Anyway；　in　I　went　to　the　room　where　my　father　lay　dead　and　blessed　the　dead　body。　　I　wonder　what　put　that　notion　into　my　head。　　Wouldn't　my　brother；　the　painter；　have　laughed；　though。　　There　I　stood　over　the　dead　body　and　spread　out　my　hands。　　The　superintendent　of　the　asylum　and　some　of　his　help…　ers　came　in　and　stood　about　looking　sheepish。　　It　was　very　amusing。　　I　spread　out　my　hands　and　said；　'Let　peace　brood　over　this　carcass。'　That's　what　I　said。　　〃

Jumping　to　his　feet　and　breaking　off　the　tale；　Doc…　tor　Parcival　began　to　walk　up　and　down　in　the　office　of　the　Winesburg　Eagle　where　George　Willard　sat　lis…　tening。　　He　was　awkward　and；　as　the　office　was　small；　continually　knocked　against　things。　　〃What　a　fool　I　am　to　be　talking；〃　he　said。　　〃That　is　not　my　object　in　coming　here　and　forcing　my　acquaintance…　ship　upon　you。　　I　have　something　else　in　mind。　　You　are　a　reporter　just　as　I　was　once　and　you　have　at…　tracted　my　attention。　　You　may　end　by　becoming　just　such　another　fool。　　I　want　to　warn　you　and　keep　on　warning　you。　　That's　why　I　seek　you　out。〃

Doctor　Parcival　began　talking　of　George　Willard's　attitude　toward　men。　　It　seemed　to　the　boy　that　the　man　had　but　one　object　in　view；　to　make　everyone　seem　despicable。　　〃I　want　to　fill　you　with　hatred　and　contempt　so　that　you　will　be　a　superior　being；〃　he　declared。　　〃Look　at　my　brother。　　There　was　a　fellow；　eh？　He　despised　everyone；　you　see。　　You　have　no　idea　with　what　contempt　he　looked　upon　mother　and　me。　　And　was　he　not　our　superior？　You　know　he　was。　　You　have　not　seen　him　and　yet　I　have　made　you　feel　that。　　I　have　given　you　a　sense　of　it。　　He　is　dead。　　Once　when　he　was　drunk　he　lay　down　on　the　tracks　and　the　car　in　which　he　lived　with　the　other　painters　ran　over　him。〃


One　day　in　August　Doctor　Parcival　had　an　adven…　ture　in　Winesburg。　　For　a　month　George　Willard　had　been　going　each　morning　to　spend　an　hour　in　the　doctor's　office。　　The　visits　came　about　through　a　de…　sire　on　the　part　of　the　doctor　to　read　to　the　boy　from　the　pages　of　a　book　he　was　in　the　process　of　writing。　To　write　the　book　Doctor　Parcival　declared　was　the　object　of　his　coming　to　Winesburg　to　live。

On　the　morning　in　August　before　the　coming　of　the　boy；　an　incident　had　happened　in　the　doctor's　office。　　There　had　been　an　accident　on　Main　Street。　A　team　of　horses　had　been　frightened　by　a　train　and　had　run　away。　　A　little　girl；　the　daughter　of　a　farmer；　had　been　thrown　from　a　buggy　and　killed。

On　Main　Street　everyone　had　become　excited　and　a　cry　for　doctors　had　gone　up。　　All　three　of　the　active　practitioners　of　the　town　had　come　quickly　but　had　found　the　child　dead。　　From　the　crowd　someone　had　run　to　the　office　of　Doctor　Parcival　who　had　bluntly　refused　to　go　down　out　of　his　office　to　the　dead　child。　　The　useless　cruelty　of　his　refusal　had　passed　unnoticed。　　Indeed；　the　man　who　had　come　up　the　stairway　to　summon　him　had　hurried　away　without　hearing　the　refusal。

All　of　this；　Doctor　Parcival　did　not　know　and　when　George　Willard　came　to　his　office　he　found　the　man　shaking　with　terror。　　〃What　I　have　done　will　arouse　the　people　of　this　town；〃　he　declared　excitedly。　　〃Do　I　not　know　human　nature？　Do　I　not　know　what　will　happen？　Word　of　my　refusal　will　be　whispered　about。　　Presently　men　will　get　together　in　groups　and　talk　of　it。　　They　will　come　here。　　We　will　quarrel　and　there　will　be　talk　of　hanging。　　Then　they　will　come　again　bearing　a　rope　in　their　hands。〃

Doctor　Parcival　shook　with　fright。　　〃I　have　a　pre…　sentiment；〃　he　declared　emphatically。　　〃It　may　be　that　what　I　am　talking　about　will　not　occur　this　morning。　　It　may　be　put　off　until　tonight　but　I　will　be　hanged。　　Everyone　will　get　excited。　　I　will　be　hanged　to　a　lamp…post　on　Main　Street。〃

Going　to　the　door　of　his　dirty　office；　Doctor　Parci…　val　looked　timidly　down　the　stairway　leading　to　the　street。　　When　he　returned　the　fright　that　had　been　in　his　eyes　was　beginning　to　be　replaced　by　doubt。　Coming　on　tiptoe　across　the　room　he　tapped　George　Willard　on　the　shoulder。　　〃If　not　now；　sometime；〃　he　whispered；　shaking　his　head。　　〃In　the　end　I　will　be　crucified；　uselessly　crucified。〃

Doctor　Parcival　began　to　plead　with　George　Wil…　lard。　　〃You　must　pay　attention　to　me；〃　he　urged。　　〃If　something　happens　perhaps　you　will　be　able　to　write　the　book　that　I　may　never　get　written。　　The　idea　is　very　simple；　so　simple　that　if　you　are　not　careful　you　will　forget　it。　　It　is　thisthat　everyone　in　the　world　is　Christ　and　they　are　all　crucified。　　That's　what　I　want　to　say。　　Don't　you　forget　that。　　Whatever　happens；　don't　you　dare　let　yourself　forget。〃




NOBODY　KNOWS

LOOKING　CAUTIOUSLY　ABOUT；　George　Willard　arose　from　his　desk　in　the　office　of　the　Winesburg　Eagle　and　went　hurriedly　out　at　the　back　door。　　The　night　was　warm　and　cloudy　and　although　it　was　not　yet　eight　o'clock；　the　alleyway　back　of　the　Eagle　office　was　pitch　dark。　　A　team　of　horses　tied　to　a　post　somewhere　in　the　darkness　stamped　on　the　hard…　baked　ground。　　A　cat　sprang　from　under　George　Wil…　lard's　feet　and　ran　away　into　the　night。　　The　young　man　was　nervous。　　All　day　he　had　gone　about　his　work　like　one　dazed　by　a　blow。　　In　the　alleyway　he　trembled　as　though　with　fright。

In　the　darkness　George　Willard　walked　along　the　alleyway；　going　carefully　and　cautiously。　　The　back　doors　of　the　Winesburg　stores　were　open　and　he　could　see　men　sitting　about　under　the　store　lamps。　In　Myerbaum's　Notion　Store　Mrs。　Willy　the　saloon　keeper's　wife　stood　by　the　counter　with　a　basket　on　her　arm。　　Sid　Green　the　clerk　was　waiting　on　her。　He　leaned　over　the　counter　and　talked　earnestly。

George　Willard　crouched　and　then　jumped　through　the　path　of　light　that　came　out　at　the　door。　He　began　to　run　forward　in　the　darkness。　　Behind　Ed　Griffith's　saloon　old　Jerry　Bird　the　town　drunkard　lay　asleep　on　the　ground。　　The　runner　stumbled　over　the　sprawling　legs。　　He　laughed　brokenly。

George　Willard　had　set　forth　upon　an　adventure。　All　day　he　had　been　trying　to　make　up　his　mind　to　go　through　with　the　adventure　and　now　he　was　act…　ing。　　In　the　office　of　the　Winesburg　Eagle　he　had　been　sitting　since　six　o'clock　trying　to　think。

There　had　been　no　decision。　　He　had　just　jumped　to　his　feet；　hurried　past　Will　Henderson　who　was　reading　proof　in　the　printshop　and　started　to　run　along　the　alleyway。

Through　street　after　street　went　George　Willard；　avoiding　the　people　who　passed。　　He　crossed　and　recrossed　the　road。　　When　he　passed　a　street　lamp　he　pulled　his　hat　down　over　his　face。　　He　did　not　dare　think。　　In　his　mind　there　was　a　fear　but　it　was　a　new　kind　of　fear。　　He　was　afraid　the　adventure　on　which　he　had　set　out　would　be　spoiled；　that　he　would　lose　courage　and　turn　back。

George　Willard　found　Louise　Trunnion　in　the　kitchen　of　her　father's　house。　　She　was　washing　dishes　by　the　light　of　a　kerosene　lamp。　　There　she　stood　behind　the　screen　door　in　the　little　shedlike　kitchen　at　the　back　of　the　house。　　George　Willard　stopped　by　a　picket　fence　and　tried　to　control　the　shaking　of　his　body。　　Only　a　narrow　potato　patch　separated　him　from　the　adventure。　　Five　minutes　passed　before　he　felt　sure　enough　of　himself　to　call　to　her。　　〃Louise！　Oh；　Louise！〃　he　called。　　The　cry　stuck　in　his　throat。　　His　voice　became　a　hoarse　whisper。

Louise　Trunnion　came　out　across　the　potato　patch　holding　the　dish　cloth　in　her　hand。　　〃How　do　you　know　I　want　to　go