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Speaker 1: Three Stories and Ten Poems by Ernest Miller Hemingway. Up
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Speaker 1: in Michigan. Jim Gilmore came to Horton's Bay from Canada.
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Speaker 1: He bought the blacksmith shop from old man Horton. Jim
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Speaker 1: was short and dark with big mustaches and big hands.
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Speaker 1: He was a good horseshoer and did not look much
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Speaker 1: like a blacksmith, even with his leather apron on. He
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Speaker 1: lived upstairs above the blacksmith shop and took his meals
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Speaker 1: at A.J. Smith's. Liz Coates worked for Smith's. Mrs. Smith,
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Speaker 1: who was a very large, clean woman, said Liz Coates
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Speaker 1: was the neatest girl she had ever seen. Liz had
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Speaker 1: good legs and always wore clean gingham aprons, and Jim
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Speaker 1: noticed that her hair was always neat behind. He liked
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Speaker 1: her face because it was so jolly. but he never
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Speaker 1: thought about her. Liz liked Jim very much. She liked
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Speaker 1: it the way he walked over from the shop and
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Speaker 1: often went to the kitchen door to watch for him
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Speaker 1: to start down the road. She liked it about his mustache.
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Speaker 1: She liked it about how white his teeth were when
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Speaker 1: he smiled. She liked it very much that he didn't
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Speaker 1: look like a blacksmith. She liked it how much A.J.
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Speaker 1: Smith and Mrs. Smith liked Jim. One day she found
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Speaker 1: that she liked it the way the hair was black
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Speaker 1: on his arms and how white they were above the
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Speaker 1: tan line when he washed up in the wash basin
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Speaker 1: outside the house. Liking that made her feel funny. Hortons Bay,
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Speaker 1: the town, was only five houses on the main road
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Speaker 1: between Boyne City and Charlevoix. There was the general store
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Speaker 1: and post office with a high false front and maybe
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Speaker 1: a wagon hitched out in front Smith's house, Stroud's house,
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Speaker 1: Fox's house, Horton's house, and Van Heusen's house. The houses
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Speaker 1: were in a big grove of elm trees, and the
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Speaker 1: road was very sandy. There was farming country and timber
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Speaker 1: each way up the road. Up the road a ways
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Speaker 1: was the Methodist church, and down the road the other
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Speaker 1: direction was the township school. The blacksmith shop was painted
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Speaker 1: red and faced the school. A steep sandy road ran
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Speaker 1: down the hill to the bay through the timber. From
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Speaker 1: Smith's back door you could look out across the woods
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Speaker 1: that ran down to the lake and across the bay.
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Speaker 1: It's very beautiful in the spring and summer. The bay,
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Speaker 1: blue and bright, and usually whitecaps on the lake out
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Speaker 1: beyond the point from the breeze blowing in from Charlevoix
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Speaker 1: and Lake Michigan. From Smith's back door, Liz could see
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Speaker 1: ore barges way out in the lake going toward Boyne City.
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Speaker 1: When she looked at them, they didn't seem to be
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Speaker 1: moving at all, but if she went in and dried
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Speaker 1: some more dishes and then came out again, they would
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Speaker 1: be out of sight beyond the point. All the time now,
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Speaker 1: Liz was thinking about Jim Gilmore. He didn't seem to
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Speaker 1: notice her much. Talked about the shop to A.J. Smith
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Speaker 1: and about the Republican Party. and about James G. Blaine.
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Speaker 1: In the evenings, he read the Toledo Blade and the
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Speaker 1: Grand Rapids Paper by the lamp in the front room
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Speaker 1: or went out spearing fish in the bay with a
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Speaker 1: jack light with A.J. Smith. In the fall, he and
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Speaker 1: Smith and Charlie Wyman took a wagon and tent, grub, axes,
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Speaker 1: the rifles, and two dogs and went on a trip
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Speaker 1: to the Pine Plains beyond Vanderbilt deer hunting. Liz and Mrs.
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Speaker 1: Smith were cooking for four days for them before they started.
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Speaker 1: Liz wanted to make something special for Jim to take,
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Speaker 1: but she didn't finally, because she was afraid to ask Mrs.
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Speaker 1: Smith for the eggs and flour, and afraid if she
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Speaker 1: bought them, Mrs. Smith would catch her cooking. Would have
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Speaker 1: been all right with Mrs. Smith, but Liz was afraid.
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Speaker 1: All the time Jim was gone on the deer hunting trip,
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Speaker 1: Liz thought about him. It was awful while he was gone.
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Speaker 1: She couldn't sleep well from thinking about him. but she
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Speaker 1: discovered it was fun to think about him, too. If
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Speaker 1: she let herself go, it was better. The night before
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Speaker 1: they were to come back, she didn't sleep at all.
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Speaker 1: That is, she didn't think she slept, because it was
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Speaker 1: all mixed up in the dream about not sleeping and
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Speaker 1: really not sleeping. When she saw the wagon coming down
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Speaker 1: the road, she felt weak and sick sort of inside.
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Speaker 1: She couldn't wait till she saw Jim, and it seemed
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Speaker 1: as though everything would be all right when he came.
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Speaker 1: The wagon stopped outside under the big elm and Mrs.
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Speaker 1: Smith and Liz went out. All the men had beards
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Speaker 1: and there were three deer in the back of the wagon,
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Speaker 1: their thin legs sticking stiff over the edge of the
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Speaker 1: wagon box. Mrs. Smith kissed Alonzo and he hugged her.
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Speaker 1: Jim said, Hello, Liz, and grinned. Liz hadn't known just
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Speaker 1: what would happen when Jim got back, but she was
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Speaker 1: sure it would be something. Nothing had happened. The men
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Speaker 1: were just home, that was all. Jim pulled the burlap
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Speaker 1: sacks off the deer and Liz looked at them. One
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Speaker 1: was a big buck. It was stiff and hard to
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Speaker 1: lift out of the wagon. Did you shoot it, Jim?
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Speaker 1: Liz asked. Yeah, ain't it a beauty? Jim got it
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Speaker 1: onto his back to carry to the smokehouse. That night,
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Speaker 1: Charlie Wyman stayed to supper at Smith's. It was too
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Speaker 1: late to get back to Charlevoix. The men washed up
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Speaker 1: and waited in the front room for supper. Ain't there
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Speaker 1: something left in that crock, Jimmy? A.J. Smith asked, and
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Speaker 1: Jim went out to the wagon in the barn and
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Speaker 1: fetched in the jug of whiskey the men had taken
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Speaker 1: hunting with him. It was a four-gallon jug, and there
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Speaker 1: was quite a little slop back and forth in the bottom.
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Speaker 1: Jim took a long pull on his way back to
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Speaker 1: the house. It's hard to lift such a big jug
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Speaker 1: up to drink out of it. Some of the whiskey
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Speaker 1: ran down on his shirt front. The two men smiled
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Speaker 1: when Jim came in with the jug. A.J. Smith sent
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Speaker 1: for glasses, and Liz brought them. A.J. poured out three
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Speaker 1: big shots. Well, here's looking at you, A.J., said Charlie Wyman.
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Speaker 1: That damn big buck, Jimmy, said A.J. Here's all the
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Speaker 1: ones we missed, A.J., said Jim, and downed his liquor.
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Speaker 1: Tastes good to a man. Nothing like it this time
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Speaker 1: of year for what ails you. How about another, boys?
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Speaker 1: Here's how, A.J. Down the creek, boys. Here's to next year.
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Speaker 1: Jim began to feel great. He loved the taste and
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Speaker 1: the feel of whiskey. He was glad to be back
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Speaker 1: to a comfortable bed and warm food in the shop.
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Speaker 1: He had another drink. The men came in to supper
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Speaker 1: feeling hilarious but acting very respectable. Liz sat at the
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Speaker 1: table after she put on the food and ate with
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Speaker 1: the family. It was a good dinner. The men ate seriously.
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Speaker 1: After supper, they went into the front room again and
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Speaker 1: Liz cleaned off with Mrs. Smith. Then Mrs. Smith went
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Speaker 1: upstairs and pretty soon Smith came out and went upstairs too.
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Speaker 1: Jim and Charlie were still in the front room. Liz
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Speaker 1: was sitting in the kitchen next to the stove, pretending
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Speaker 1: to read a book. and thinking about Jim. She didn't
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Speaker 1: want to go to bed yet because she knew Jim
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Speaker 1: would be coming out. She wanted to see him as
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Speaker 1: he went out so she could take the way he
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Speaker 1: looked up to bed with her. She was thinking about
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Speaker 1: him hard and then Jim came out. His eyes were
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Speaker 1: shining and his hair was a little rumpled. Liz looked
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Speaker 1: down at her book. Jim came over back of her
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Speaker 1: chair and stood there and she could feel him breathing
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Speaker 1: and then he put his arms around her Her breasts
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Speaker 1: felt plump and firm and the nipples were erect under
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Speaker 1: his hands. Liz was terribly frightened. No one had ever
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Speaker 1: touched her, but she thought, He's come to me finally.
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Speaker 1: He's really come. She held herself stiff because she was
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Speaker 1: so frightened and did not know anything else to do,
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Speaker 1: and then Jim held her tight against the chair and
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Speaker 1: kissed her. It was such a sharp, aching, hurting feeling
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Speaker 1: that she thought she couldn't stand it. She felt Jim
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Speaker 1: right through the back of the chair and she couldn't
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Speaker 1: stand it and then something clicked inside of her and
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Speaker 1: the feeling was warmer and softer. Jim held her tight
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Speaker 1: hard against the chair and she wanted it now and
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Speaker 1: Jim whispered, come on for a walk. Liz took her
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Speaker 1: coat off the peg on the kitchen wall and they
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Speaker 1: went out the door. Jim had his arm around her
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Speaker 1: and every little way they stopped and pressed against each
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Speaker 1: other and Jim kissed her. There was no moon and
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Speaker 1: they walked ankle deep in the sandy road through the
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Speaker 1: trees down to the dock in the warehouse on the bay.
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Speaker 1: The water was lapping in the piles and the point
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Speaker 1: was dark across the bay. It was cold but Liz
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Speaker 1: was hot all over from being with Jim. They sat
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Speaker 1: down in the shelter of the warehouse and Jim pulled
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Speaker 1: Liz close to him. She was frightened. One of Jim's
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Speaker 1: hands went inside her dress and stroked over her breasts
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Speaker 1: and the other hand was in her lap. She was
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Speaker 1: very frightened and didn't know how he was going to
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Speaker 1: go about things, but she snuggled close to him. then
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Speaker 1: the hand that felt so big in her lap went
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Speaker 1: away and was on her leg and started to move
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Speaker 1: up it don't jim liz said jim slid the hand
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Speaker 1: further up you mustn't jim you mustn't neither jim nor
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Speaker 1: jim's big hand paid any attention to her the boards
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Speaker 1: were hard Jim had her dress up and was trying
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Speaker 1: to do something to her. She was frightened, but she
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Speaker 1: wanted it. She had to have it, but it frightened her.
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Speaker 1: You mustn't do it, Jim. You mustn't. I got to.
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Speaker 1: I'm going to. You know we got to. No, we haven't, Jim.
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Speaker 1: We ain't got to. Oh, it isn't right. Oh, it's
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Speaker 1: so big and it hurts so. You can't. Oh, Jim. Jim. Oh. Oh.
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Speaker 1: The hemlock planks of the dock were hard and splintery
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Speaker 1: and cold, and Jim was heavy on her, and he
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Speaker 1: had hurt her. Liz pushed him. She was so uncomfortable
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Speaker 1: and cramped. Jim was asleep. He wouldn't move. She worked
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Speaker 1: out from under him and sat up and straightened her
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Speaker 1: skirt and coat and tried to do something with her hair.
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Speaker 1: Jim was sleeping with his mouth open a little. Liz
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Speaker 1: leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. He was
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Speaker 1: still asleep. She lifted his head a little and shook it.
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Speaker 1: He rolled his head over and swallowed. Liz started to cry.
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Speaker 1: She walked over to the edge of the dock and
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Speaker 1: looked down to the water. There was a mist coming
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Speaker 1: up from the bay. She was cold and miserable and
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Speaker 1: everything felt gone. She walked back to where Jim was
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Speaker 1: lying and shook him once more to make sure. She
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Speaker 1: was crying. Jim, she said. Jim, please, Jim. Jim stirred
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Speaker 1: and curled a little tighter. Liz took off her coat
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Speaker 1: and leaned over and covered him with it. She tucked
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Speaker 1: it around him neatly and carefully. Then she walked across
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Speaker 1: the dock and up the steep, sandy road to go
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Speaker 1: to bed. A cold mist was coming up through the
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Speaker 1: woods from the bay. End of Up in Michigan OUT
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Speaker 1: OF SEASON On the four lira he had earned by
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Speaker 1: spading the hotel garden, he got quite drunk. He saw
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Speaker 1: the young gentleman coming down the path, and spoke to
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Speaker 1: him mysteriously. The young gentleman said he had not eaten yet,
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Speaker 1: but would be ready to go as soon as lunch
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Speaker 1: was finished, forty minutes or an hour. At the cantina
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Speaker 1: near the bridge, they trusted him for three more grapas
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Speaker 1: because he was so confident and mysterious about his job
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Speaker 1: for the afternoon. It was a windy day, with the
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Speaker 1: sun coming out from behind clouds and then going under
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Speaker 1: in sprinkles of rain. A wonderful day for trout fishing.
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Speaker 1: The young gentleman came out of the hotel and asked
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Speaker 1: him about the rods. Should his wife come behind with
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Speaker 1: the rods? Yes, said Pebuzi. Let her follow us. The
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Speaker 1: young gentleman went back into the hotel and spoke to
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Speaker 1: his wife. He and Peduzzi started down the road. The
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Speaker 1: young gentleman had a musette over his shoulder. Peduzzi saw
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Speaker 1: the wife, who looked as young as the young gentleman,
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Speaker 1: and was wearing mountain boots and a blue beret, start
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Speaker 1: out to follow them down the road carrying the fishing rods, unjointed,
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Speaker 1: one in each hand. Peduzzi didn't like her to be
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Speaker 1: way back there. Signorina, he called, winking at the young gentleman,
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Speaker 1: come up here and walk with us. Signora, come up here.
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Speaker 1: Let us all walk together. Peduzzi wanted them all three
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Speaker 1: to walk down the street of Cortina together. The wife
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Speaker 1: stayed behind, following rather sullenly. Signorina, Peduzzi called tenderly, come
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Speaker 1: up here with us. The young gentleman looked back and
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Speaker 1: shouted something. The wife stopped lagging behind and walked up.
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Speaker 1: Everyone they met walking through the main street of the town,
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Speaker 1: Peduzzi greeted elaborately. Tipping his hat, the bank clerk stared
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Speaker 1: at him from the door of the fascist café. Groups
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Speaker 1: of three and four people standing in front of the
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Speaker 1: shop stared at the three. The workmen in their stone-powdered
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Speaker 1: jackets working on the foundations of the new hotel looked
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Speaker 1: up as they passed. Nobody spoke or gave any sign
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Speaker 1: to them except the town beggar, lean and old with
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Speaker 1: a spittle-thickened beard, who lifted his hat as they passed.
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Speaker 1: Peduzzi stopped in front of a store with a window
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Speaker 1: full of bottles and brought his empty grappa bottle from
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Speaker 1: an inside pocket of his old military coat. A little
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Speaker 1: to drink, some Marsala for the Signora. Something, something to drink.
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Speaker 1: He gestured with the bottle. It was a wonderful day. Marsala,
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Speaker 1: you like Marsala, Signorina? A little Marsala? The wife stood sullenly.
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Speaker 1: You'll have to play up to this, she said. I
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Speaker 1: can't understand a word he says. He's drunk, isn't he?
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Speaker 1: The young gentleman appeared not to hear Peduzzi. He was
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Speaker 1: thinking what in hell makes him say Marsala? That's what
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Speaker 1: Max Beerbohm drinks. Yeld, Peduzzi said finally, taking hold of
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Speaker 1: the young gentleman's sleeve, Liri. He smiled, reluctant to press
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Speaker 1: the subject, but needing to bring the young gentleman into action.
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Speaker 1: The young gentleman took out his pocketbook and gave him
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Speaker 1: a ten-liri note. Peduzzi went up the steps to the
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Speaker 1: door of the specialty of domestic and foreign wine shop
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Speaker 1: It was locked. It is closed until two, someone passing
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Speaker 1: the street said scornfully. Bedouzi came down the steps. He
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Speaker 1: felt hurt. Never mind, he said. We can get it
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Speaker 1: at the Concordia. They walked down the road to the Concordia,
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Speaker 1: three abreast. On the porch of the Concordia, where the
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Speaker 1: rusty bobsleds were stacked, the young gentleman said, Was wollen Sie?
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Speaker 1: Peduzzi handed him the ten lira note folded over and over. Nothing,
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Speaker 1: he said. Anything. He was embarrassed. Marsala, maybe? I don't know. Marsala?
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Speaker 1: The door of the Concordia shut on the young gentleman
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Speaker 1: and the wife. Three Marsalas, said the YG to the
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Speaker 1: girl behind the pastry counter. Two, you mean, she asked. No,
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Speaker 1: he said, one for a vecchio. Oh, she said, a vaccio,
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Speaker 1: and laughed getting down the bottle. She poured out the
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Speaker 1: three muddy-looking drinks into three glasses. The wife was sitting
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Speaker 1: at a table under the line of newspapers on sticks.
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Speaker 1: The YG put one of the Marsalis in front of her.
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Speaker 1: You might as well drink it, he said. Maybe it'll
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Speaker 1: make you feel better. She sat and looked at the glass.
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Speaker 1: The YG went outside the door with a glass for Peduzzi,
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Speaker 1: but could not see him. I don't know where he is,
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Speaker 1: he said, coming back into the pastry room carrying the glass.
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Speaker 1: He wanted a quart of it, said the wife. How
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Speaker 1: much is a quarter liter, the YG asked the girl.
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Speaker 1: Of the Bianco? One lira. No, of the Marsala. Put
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Speaker 1: these two in two, he said, giving her his own
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Speaker 1: glass and the one poured for Peduzzi. She filled the
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Speaker 1: quarter liter wine measure with a funnel. A bottle to
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Speaker 1: carry it, said the YG. She went to hunt for
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Speaker 1: a bottle. It all amused her. I'm sorry you feel
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Speaker 1: so rotten, Tiny, he said. I'm sorry I talked the
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Speaker 1: way I did at lunch. We were both getting at
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Speaker 1: the same thing from different angles. Doesn't make any difference,
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Speaker 1: she said. None of it makes any difference. Are you
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Speaker 1: too cold, he asked. I wish you'd worn another sweater.
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Speaker 1: I've got on three sweaters. The girl came in with
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Speaker 1: a very slim brown bottle and poured the Marsala into it.
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Speaker 1: The YG paid five lira more. They went out of
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Speaker 1: the door. The girl was amused. Peduzzi was walking up
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Speaker 1: and down at the other end out of the wind
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Speaker 1: and holding the rods. Come on, he said. I will
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Speaker 1: carry the rods. What difference does it make if anybody
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Speaker 1: sees them? No one will trouble us. No one will
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Speaker 1: make any trouble for me in Cortina. i know them
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Speaker 1: at the munichipio i've been a soldier everybody in this
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Speaker 1: town likes me i sell frogs what if it is
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Speaker 1: forbidden to fish not a thing nothing no trouble big
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Speaker 1: trout i tell you lots of them they were walking
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Speaker 1: down the hill toward the river the town was in
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Speaker 1: back of them the sun had gone under and it
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Speaker 1: was sprinkling rain there sat pebuzi pointing to a girl
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Speaker 1: in the doorway of the house they passed My daughter.
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Speaker 1: His doctor, the wife said. Has he got to show
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Speaker 1: us his doctor? He said his daughter, said the YG.
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Speaker 1: The girl went into the house, as Peduzzi pointed. They
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Speaker 1: walked down the hill across the fields and then turned
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Speaker 1: to follow the riverbank. Peduzzi talked rapidly, with much winking
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Speaker 1: and knowingness. As they walked three abreast, the wife caught
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Speaker 1: his breath across the wind. Once he nudged her in
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Speaker 1: the ribs. Part of the time he talked in Dampezo dialect,
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Speaker 1: and sometimes in Tyroler German dialect. He could not make
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Speaker 1: out which the young gentleman and his wife understood the best,
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Speaker 1: So he was being bilingual. But as the young gentleman said, yeah, yeah,
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Speaker 1: Peluzzi decided to talk all together in tear roller. The
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Speaker 1: young gentleman and the wife understood nothing. Everybody in the
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Speaker 1: town saw us going through with these rods. We're probably
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Speaker 1: being followed by the game police now. I wish we
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Speaker 1: weren't in on this damn thing. This damn old fool
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Speaker 1: is so drunk too. Of course you haven't got the
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Speaker 1: guts to just go back, said the wife. Of course
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Speaker 1: you have to go on. Why don't you go back?
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Speaker 1: Go on back, Tiny. I'm going to stay with you.
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Speaker 1: If you go to jail, we might as well both go.
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Speaker 1: They turned sharp down the bank, and Peduzzi stood, his
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Speaker 1: coat blowing in the wind, gesturing at the river. It
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Speaker 1: was brown and muddy. Off on the right there was
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Speaker 1: a dump heap. Say it to me in Italian, said
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Speaker 1: the young gentleman. UN MEZ ORA. PIU DE UN MEZ ORA.
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Speaker 1: HE SAYS IT'S AT LEAST A HALF HOUR MORE. GOING BACK, TINY.
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Speaker 1: YOU'RE COLD IN THIS WIND ANYWAY. IT'S A ROTTEN DAY
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Speaker 1: AND WE AREN'T GOING TO HAVE ANY FUN ANYWAY. ALL RIGHT,
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Speaker 1: SHE SAID AND CLONED UP THE GRASSY BANK. PEDUZI WAS
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Speaker 1: DOWN AT THE RIVER AND DID NOT NOTICE HER TILL
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Speaker 1: SHE WAS ALMOST OUT OF SIGHT OVER THE CREST. FRAU,
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Speaker 1: HE SHOUTED. FRAU, FRAULEIN. YOU'RE NOT GOING. SHE WENT ON
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Speaker 1: OVER THE CREST OF THE HILL. SHE'S GONE, SAID PEDULZI.
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Speaker 1: IT SHOCKED HIM. HE TOOK OFF THE RUBBER BANDS THAT
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Speaker 1: HELD THE ROD SEGMENTS TOGETHER AND COMMENCED TO JOINT UP
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Speaker 1: ONE OF THE RODS. BUT YOU SAID IT WAS HALF
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Speaker 1: AN HOUR FURTHER. OH, YES, IT IS GOOD HALF AN
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Speaker 1: HOUR DOWN. IT IS GOOD HERE, TOO. REALLY? OF COURSE,
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Speaker 1: IT IS GOOD HERE AND GOOD THERE, TOO. THE OIG
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Speaker 1: SAT DOWN ON THE BANK AND JOINTED UP A ROD.
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Speaker 1: put on the reel and threaded the line through the guides.
22:08
Speaker 1: He felt uncomfortable and afraid that any minute a gamekeeper
22:12
Speaker 1: or a posse of citizens would come over the bank
22:15
Speaker 1: from the town. He could see the houses of the
22:18
Speaker 1: town and the campanile over the edge of the hill.
22:22
Speaker 1: He opened his leader box. Peduzzi leaned over and dug
22:26
Speaker 1: his flat hard thumb and forefinger and entangled the moistened leaders.'
22:30
Speaker 1: Have you some lead?'' No.' YOU MUST HAVE SOME LEAD.
22:36
Speaker 1: BEDUZI WAS EXCITED. YOU MUST HAVE PIOMBO. PIOMBO. A LITTLE PIOMBO.
22:42
Speaker 1: JUST HERE. JUST ABOVE THE HOOK, OR YOUR BAIT WILL
22:45
Speaker 1: FLOAT ON THE WATER. WE MUST HAVE IT. JUST A
22:48
Speaker 1: LITTLE PIOMBO. HAVE YOU GOT SOME? NO. HE LOOKED THROUGH
22:54
Speaker 1: ALL HIS POCKETS DESPERATELY, SIFTING THROUGH THE CLOTH DIRT AND
22:57
Speaker 1: THE LININGS OF HIS INSIDE MILITARY POCKETS. I HAVEN'T ANY.
23:03
Speaker 1: WE MUST HAVE PIOMBO. We can't fish then, said the YG,
23:08
Speaker 1: and unjointed the rod, reeling the line back through the guides.
23:12
Speaker 1: We'll get some piombo and fish tomorrow. But listen, Kato,
23:17
Speaker 1: you must have piombo. The line will lie flat on
23:20
Speaker 1: the water. Piluzzi's day was going to pieces before his eyes.
23:25
Speaker 1: You must have piombo. A little is enough. Your stuff
23:29
Speaker 1: is all clean and new, but you have no lead.
23:32
Speaker 1: I would have brought some. You said you had everything.
23:37
Speaker 1: The YG looked at the stream, discolored by the melting snow.
23:42
Speaker 1: I know, he said. We'll get some piombo and fish tomorrow.
23:46
Speaker 1: At what hour in the morning? Tell me that. At seven.
23:51
Speaker 1: The sun came out. It was warm and pleasant. The
23:55
Speaker 1: young gentleman felt relieved. He was no longer breaking the law.
24:00
Speaker 1: Sitting on the bank, he took the bottle of Marsala
24:02
Speaker 1: out of his pocket and passed it to Peduzzi. Peduzzi
24:07
Speaker 1: passed it back. The YG took a drink of it
24:10
Speaker 1: and passed it to Peduzzi again. Peduzzi passed it back again. Drink,
24:16
Speaker 1: he said, drink. It's your Marsala. After another short drink,
24:21
Speaker 1: the YG handed the bottle over. Peduzzi had been watching
24:25
Speaker 1: it closely. He took the bottle very hurriedly. and tipped
24:30
Speaker 1: it up. The gray hairs in the folds of his
24:33
Speaker 1: neck oscillated as he drank, his eyes fixed on the
24:37
Speaker 1: end of the narrow brown bottle. He drank it all.
24:41
Speaker 1: The sun shone while he drank. It was wonderful. This
24:45
Speaker 1: was a great day, after all, a wonderful day. Sent
24:49
Speaker 1: the caro. In the morning at seven. He had called
24:52
Speaker 1: the young gentleman caro several times, and nothing had happened.
24:56
Speaker 1: It was good Marsala. His eyes glistened. Days like this
25:01
Speaker 1: stretched out ahead, begin again at seven in the morning.
25:06
Speaker 1: They started to walk up the hill towards the town.
25:09
Speaker 1: The YG went on ahead. He was quite a way
25:12
Speaker 1: up the hill. Peduzzi called to him. Listen, Caro, can
25:17
Speaker 1: you let me take five lira for a favor? For today?
25:21
Speaker 1: asked the young gentleman, frowning. No, not today. Give it
25:26
Speaker 1: to me today for tomorrow. I will provide everything for tomorrow. Pane, salami, formaggio,
25:33
Speaker 1: good stuff for all of us. You and I and
25:36
Speaker 1: the sinora. Bait for fishing, minnows, not worms only. Perhaps
25:42
Speaker 1: I can get some marsala, all for five lira. Five
25:45
Speaker 1: lira for a favor. The young gentleman looked through his
25:50
Speaker 1: pocketbook and took out a two lira note and two ones.
25:55
Speaker 1: Thank you, Caro. Thank you, said Peduzzi in the tone
25:58
Speaker 1: of one member of the Carlton Club, accepting the morning
26:02
Speaker 1: post from another. This was living. He was through with
26:06
Speaker 1: the hotel garden, breaking up frozen manure with a dung fork.
26:10
Speaker 1: Life was opening out. Until seven o'clock then, Caro, he said,
26:16
Speaker 1: slapping the YG on the back. Promptly at seven. I
26:21
Speaker 1: may not be going, said the young gentleman, putting his
26:24
Speaker 1: purse back in his pocket. What? said Peduzzi. I will
26:28
Speaker 1: have menos, senor. Salami, everything, you and I and the senora,
26:33
Speaker 1: the three of us. I may not be going, said
26:36
Speaker 1: the YG. Very probably not. I will leave word with
26:41
Speaker 1: the padrone at the hotel office. Three stories and ten
26:47
Speaker 1: poems by Ernest Miller Hemingway My old man. I guess
26:55
Speaker 1: looking at it now, my old man was cut out
26:58
Speaker 1: for a fat guy. One of those regular little rolly
27:02
Speaker 1: fat guys you see around. But he sure never got
27:05
Speaker 1: that way, except a little toward the last. And then
27:08
Speaker 1: it wasn't his fault. He was riding over the jumps only.
27:12
Speaker 1: He could afford to carry plenty of weight then. I
27:16
Speaker 1: remember the way he'd pull on a rubber shirt over
27:19
Speaker 1: a couple of jerseys. and a big sweatshirt over that
27:22
Speaker 1: get me to run with him in the forenoon in
27:24
Speaker 1: the hot sun. He'd have maybe taken a trial trip
27:29
Speaker 1: with one of Razo's skins early in the morning after
27:32
Speaker 1: just getting in from Torino at four o'clock in the morning,
27:36
Speaker 1: and beating out to the stables in a cab, and
27:39
Speaker 1: then with the dew all over everything and the sun
27:42
Speaker 1: just starting to get going, I'd help him pull off
27:45
Speaker 1: his boots, and he'd get into a pair of sneakers
27:48
Speaker 1: and all those sweaters, and we'd start out. Come on, kid,
27:52
Speaker 1: he'd say, stepping up and down on his toes in
27:55
Speaker 1: front of the jock's dressing room. Let's get moving. Then
27:59
Speaker 1: we'd start off jogging around the infield once, maybe with
28:03
Speaker 1: him ahead running nice, and then turn out the gate
28:06
Speaker 1: and along one of those roads with all the trees
28:09
Speaker 1: along both sides of them that run out from San Siro.
28:13
Speaker 1: I'd go ahead of him when we hit the road,
28:15
Speaker 1: and I could run pretty stout, and I'd look around,
28:18
Speaker 1: and he'd be jogging easy just behind me, and after
28:22
Speaker 1: a little while, I'd look around again, and he'd begun
28:24
Speaker 1: to sweat, sweating heavy, and he'd just be dogging it
28:28
Speaker 1: along with his eyes on my back. But when he'd
28:31
Speaker 1: catch me looking at him, he'd grin and say, sweating plenty?
28:36
Speaker 1: When my old man grinned, nobody could help but grin too.
28:39
Speaker 1: We'd keep right on running out toward the mountains, and
28:42
Speaker 1: then my old man would yell, Hey, Joe! and I'd
28:45
Speaker 1: look back and he'd be sitting under a tree with
28:48
Speaker 1: a towel he had around his waist, wrapped around his neck.
28:52
Speaker 1: I'd come back and sit down beside him, and he'd
28:55
Speaker 1: pull the rope out of his pocket and start skipping
28:57
Speaker 1: rope out in the sun with the sweat pouring off
29:00
Speaker 1: his face, and him skipping rope out in the white
29:03
Speaker 1: dust with the rope going cloppity-cloppity, clop-clop-clop, and the sun
29:09
Speaker 1: hotter and him working harder up and down a patch
29:11
Speaker 1: of the road, Say, it was a treat to see
29:14
Speaker 1: my old man skip rope, too. He could whir it
29:18
Speaker 1: fast or lop it slow and fancy. Say, you ought
29:22
Speaker 1: to have seen wops look at us sometimes when they'd
29:24
Speaker 1: come by going into town, walking along with big white
29:28
Speaker 1: steers hauling the cart. They sure looked as though they
29:31
Speaker 1: thought the old man was nuts. He'd start the rope
29:35
Speaker 1: whirring till they'd stop dead still and watch him, then
29:39
Speaker 1: give the steers a cluck and a poke with a
29:42
Speaker 1: goad and get going again. When I'd sit watching him
29:46
Speaker 1: working out in the hot sun, I sure felt fond
29:49
Speaker 1: of him. He sure was fun, and he'd done his
29:52
Speaker 1: work so hard, and he'd finish up with a regular
29:54
Speaker 1: whirring that'd drive the sweat out of his face like
29:57
Speaker 1: water and then sling the rope at the tree and
30:00
Speaker 1: come over and sit down with me and lean back
30:03
Speaker 1: against the tree with a towel and a sweater wrapped
30:05
Speaker 1: around his neck. Sure as hell keeping it down, Joe,
30:09
Speaker 1: he'd say, and lean back and shut his eyes and
30:13
Speaker 1: breathe long and deep. It ain't like when you were
30:16
Speaker 1: a kid. Then he'd get up before he started to
30:19
Speaker 1: cool and we'd jog along back to the stables. That's
30:23
Speaker 1: the way it was keeping down the weight. He was
30:26
Speaker 1: worried all the time. Most jocks can just about ride
30:30
Speaker 1: off all they want to. A jock loses about a
30:33
Speaker 1: kilo every time he rides, but my old man was
30:36
Speaker 1: sore to dry it out and he couldn't keep down
30:39
Speaker 1: his kilos without all that running. I remember once at
30:43
Speaker 1: San Siro, Rejoli, a little wop that was riding for Busoni,
30:47
Speaker 1: came out across the paddock going to the bar for
30:50
Speaker 1: something cool and flicking his boots with his whip after
30:54
Speaker 1: he'd just weighed in. And my old man had just
30:57
Speaker 1: weighed in too and came out with a saddle under
30:59
Speaker 1: his arm, looking red-faced and tired and too big for
31:04
Speaker 1: his silks. And he stood there looking at young Regioli,
31:07
Speaker 1: standing up to the outdoors bar, cool and kid-looking. And
31:11
Speaker 1: I says, What's the matter, Dad? Because I thought maybe
31:15
Speaker 1: Regioli had bumped him or something. And he just looked
31:18
Speaker 1: at Regioli and said, Oh, to hell with it. And
31:21
Speaker 1: went on to the dressing room. Well, Would have been
31:26
Speaker 1: all right, maybe, if we stayed in Milan and ridden
31:30
Speaker 1: at Milan and Torino, because if there ever were any
31:33
Speaker 1: easy courses, it's those two. Pianola, Joe, my old man
31:38
Speaker 1: said when he dismounted in the winning stall after what
31:42
Speaker 1: the wops thought was a hell of a steeplechase. I
31:46
Speaker 1: asked him once, This course rides itself. It's the pace
31:50
Speaker 1: you're going at that makes riding the jumps dangerous, Joe.
31:54
Speaker 1: We ain't going any pace here, and there ain't any
31:58
Speaker 1: real bad jumps either, but it's the pace always, not
32:02
Speaker 1: the jumps that makes the trouble. San Siro was the
32:06
Speaker 1: swellest course I'd ever seen, but the old man said
32:09
Speaker 1: it was a dog's life, going back and forth between
32:13
Speaker 1: Mira Fiore and riding just about every day in the
32:16
Speaker 1: week with a train ride every other night. I was
32:20
Speaker 1: nuts about the horses, too. There's something about it when
32:24
Speaker 1: they come out and go up the track to the post.
32:27
Speaker 1: Sort of dancey and tight looking with the jock keeping
32:30
Speaker 1: a tight hold on them and maybe easing off a
32:33
Speaker 1: little and letting them run a little going up. Then
32:36
Speaker 1: once they were at the barrier it got me worse
32:39
Speaker 1: than anything. Especially at San Siro with that big green
32:43
Speaker 1: infield and the mountains way off and the fat whop
32:46
Speaker 1: starter with his big whip and the jocks fiddling them
32:49
Speaker 1: around and then the barrier snapping up and that bell
32:52
Speaker 1: going off and them all getting off in a bunch
32:55
Speaker 1: and then commencing to string out. You know the way
32:59
Speaker 1: a bunch of skins gets off. If you're up in
33:02
Speaker 1: the stand with a pair of glasses, all you see
33:04
Speaker 1: is them plunging off and then that bell goes off
33:07
Speaker 1: and it seems like it rings for a thousand years.
33:10
Speaker 1: Then they come sweeping around the turn. There wasn't ever
33:14
Speaker 1: anything like it for me. BUT MY OLD MAN SAID
33:17
Speaker 1: ONE DAY IN THE DRESSING ROOM WHEN HE WAS GETTING
33:19
Speaker 1: INTO HIS STREET CLOTHES, NONE OF THESE THINGS ARE HORSES, JOE.
33:24
Speaker 1: THEY'D KILL THAT BUNCH OF SKATES FOR THEIR HIDES AND
33:27
Speaker 1: HOOFS UP AT PARIS. THAT WAS THE DAY HE'D WON
33:30
Speaker 1: THE PREMIO COMMERCIO WITH LANTURNA SHOOTING HER OUT OF THE
33:35
Speaker 1: FIELD THE LAST HUNDRED METERS LIKE PULLING A CORK OUT
33:38
Speaker 1: OF A BOTTLE. IT'S RIGHT AFTER THE PREMIO COMMERCIO THAT
33:42
Speaker 1: WE PULLED OUT AND LEFT ITALY. My old man and
33:45
Speaker 1: Holbrook and a fat wop in a straw hat that
33:48
Speaker 1: kept wiping his face with a handkerchief were having an
33:51
Speaker 1: argument at a table in the Galleria. They were all
33:55
Speaker 1: talking French and the two of them were after my
33:57
Speaker 1: old man about something. Finally he didn't say anything anymore
34:01
Speaker 1: but just sat there and looked at Holbrook and the
34:04
Speaker 1: two of them kept after him. First one talking and
34:08
Speaker 1: then the other and the fat wop always butting in
34:10
Speaker 1: on Holbrook. You go out and buy me a sportsman,
34:14
Speaker 1: will you, Joe? My old man said and handed me
34:17
Speaker 1: a couple of soldi without looking away from Holbrook. So
34:22
Speaker 1: I went out of the Galleria and walked over in
34:25
Speaker 1: front of the Scala and bought a paper, came back
34:28
Speaker 1: and stood a little way away because I didn't want
34:30
Speaker 1: to butt in and my old man was sitting back
34:33
Speaker 1: in his chair looking down at his coffee and fooling
34:36
Speaker 1: with a spoon and Holbrook and the big wop were
34:40
Speaker 1: standing and the big wop was wiping his face and
34:42
Speaker 1: shaking his hand. And I came up and my old
34:45
Speaker 1: man acted as though the two of them weren't standing
34:48
Speaker 1: there and said, Want a nice joe? Holbrook looked down
34:52
Speaker 1: at my old man and said slow and careful, You
34:56
Speaker 1: son of a bitch. And he and the wop went
34:59
Speaker 1: out through the tables. My old man sat there and
35:03
Speaker 1: sort of smiled at me, but his face was white
35:06
Speaker 1: and he looked sick as hell. and I was scared
35:09
Speaker 1: and felt sick inside because I knew something had happened,
35:13
Speaker 1: and I didn't see how anybody could call my old
35:15
Speaker 1: man a son of a bitch and get away with it.
35:18
Speaker 1: My old man opened up the sportsman and studied the
35:21
Speaker 1: handicaps for a while, and then he said, You got
35:25
Speaker 1: to take a lot of things in this world, Joe.
35:28
Speaker 1: And three days later, we left Milan for good on
35:31
Speaker 1: the touring train for Paris after an auction sale out
35:35
Speaker 1: in front of Turner's stables of everything we couldn't get
35:38
Speaker 1: into a trunk in a suitcase. We got into Paris
35:43
Speaker 1: early in the morning in a long, dirty station. The
35:45
Speaker 1: old man told me it was the Gare de Lyon.
35:49
Speaker 1: Paris was an awful big town after Milan. Seems like
35:53
Speaker 1: in Milan everybody is going somewhere and all the trains
35:57
Speaker 1: run somewhere and there ain't any sort of mix-up. But
36:00
Speaker 1: Paris is all balled up and they never do straighten
36:03
Speaker 1: it out. I got to like it, though. Part of it, anyway.
36:08
Speaker 1: And say it's got the best racecourses in the world.
36:11
Speaker 1: Seems as though that were the thing that keeps it
36:13
Speaker 1: all going, and about the only thing you can figure
36:16
Speaker 1: on is that every day the buses will be going
36:19
Speaker 1: out to whatever track they're running at, going right out
36:23
Speaker 1: through everything to the track. I never really got to
36:26
Speaker 1: know Paris well, because I just came in about once
36:30
Speaker 1: or twice a week with the old man from Masson's.
36:33
Speaker 1: and you always sat at the Café de la Paix
36:36
Speaker 1: on the opera side with the rest of the gang
36:38
Speaker 1: from Maisons, and I guess that's one of the busiest
36:42
Speaker 1: parts of town. But say, it is funny that a
36:45
Speaker 1: big town like Paris wouldn't have a Galleria, isn't it? Well,
36:50
Speaker 1: we went out to live at Maisons Lafitte, where just
36:53
Speaker 1: about everybody lives except the gang at Chantilly, with a Mrs.
36:57
Speaker 1: Myers that runs a boarding house. My son's is about
37:01
Speaker 1: the swellest place to live I've ever seen in all
37:03
Speaker 1: my life. The town ain't so much, but there's a
37:07
Speaker 1: lake and a swell forest that we used to go
37:09
Speaker 1: off bumming in all day, a couple of us kids,
37:12
Speaker 1: and my old man made me a slingshot and we
37:15
Speaker 1: got a lot of things with it, but the best
37:18
Speaker 1: one was a magpie. Young Dick Atkinson shot a rabbit
37:22
Speaker 1: with it one day and we put it under a
37:24
Speaker 1: tree and we were all sitting around and Dick had
37:27
Speaker 1: some cigarettes and all of a sudden the rabbit jumped
37:30
Speaker 1: up and beat it into the brush and we chased
37:32
Speaker 1: it but we couldn't find it. Gee, we had fun
37:35
Speaker 1: at Maison's. Mrs. Myers used to give me lunch in
37:38
Speaker 1: the morning and I'd be gone all day. I learned
37:42
Speaker 1: to talk French quick. It's an easy language. As soon
37:47
Speaker 1: as we got to Maison's, my old man wrote to
37:49
Speaker 1: Milan for his license and he was pretty worried till
37:53
Speaker 1: it came. He used to sit around the Café de
37:56
Speaker 1: Paris in Maisons with a gang there. There were lots
38:00
Speaker 1: of guys he'd known when he rode up at Paris
38:02
Speaker 1: before the war, lived at Maisons, and there was a
38:06
Speaker 1: lot of time to sit around because the work around
38:09
Speaker 1: a racing stable for the jocks, that is, was all
38:12
Speaker 1: cleaned up by nine o'clock in the morning. They'd take
38:16
Speaker 1: the first batch of skins out to gallop them at 5.30
38:19
Speaker 1: in the morning, and they worked the second lot at
38:22
Speaker 1: eight o'clock. That means getting up early all right and
38:26
Speaker 1: going to bed early, too. If a jock's riding for somebody, too,
38:30
Speaker 1: he can't go boozing around because the trainer always has
38:34
Speaker 1: an eye on him. He's a kid, and if he
38:36
Speaker 1: ain't a kid, he's always got an eye on himself.
38:40
Speaker 1: So mostly, if a jock ain't working, he sits around
38:43
Speaker 1: the Café de Paris with the gang, and they can
38:45
Speaker 1: all sit around about two or three hours in front
38:48
Speaker 1: of some drink like a vermouth and seltz. and they
38:52
Speaker 1: talk and tell stories and shoot pool, and it's sort
38:54
Speaker 1: of like a club, or the Galleria in Milan. Only
38:59
Speaker 1: it ain't really like the Galleria, because there everybody is
39:02
Speaker 1: going by all the time, and there's everybody around at
39:06
Speaker 1: the tables. Well, my old man got his license all right.
39:10
Speaker 1: They sent it through to him without a word, and
39:13
Speaker 1: he wrote a couple of times. My man's upcountry and
39:17
Speaker 1: that sort of thing, but he didn't seem to get
39:20
Speaker 1: any engagement. Everybody liked him, and whenever he'd come into
39:24
Speaker 1: the cafe in the forenoon, I'd find somebody drinking with him,
39:28
Speaker 1: because my old man... wasn't tight like most of these
39:31
Speaker 1: jockeys that had got the first dollar they made riding
39:35
Speaker 1: at the World's Fair in St. Louis in 1904. That's
39:40
Speaker 1: what my old man would say when he'd kid George Burns.
39:44
Speaker 1: But it seemed like everybody steered clear of giving my
39:47
Speaker 1: old man any mounts. We went out to wherever they
39:51
Speaker 1: were running every day with the car from Maison's, and
39:53
Speaker 1: that was the most fun of all. I was glad
39:56
Speaker 1: when the horses came back from Deauville in the summer,
40:01
Speaker 1: even though it meant no more bumming in the woods,
40:04
Speaker 1: because then we'd ride to Hanier or Tremblay or Saint-Claude
40:09
Speaker 1: and watch them from the trainers' and jockeys' stand. I
40:13
Speaker 1: sure learned about racing from going out with that gang,
40:15
Speaker 1: and the fun of it was going every day. I
40:19
Speaker 1: remember once going out at Sainte-Claude. It was a big 200,000
40:24
Speaker 1: franc race with seven entries and N'Zar, a big favorite.
40:29
Speaker 1: I went around to the paddock to see the horses
40:31
Speaker 1: with my old man and you never saw such horses.
40:35
Speaker 1: N'Zar is a great big yellow horse that looks like
40:39
Speaker 1: just nothing but run. I never saw such a horse.
40:44
Speaker 1: He was being led around the paddock with his head
40:46
Speaker 1: down and When he went by me, I felt all
40:49
Speaker 1: hollow inside. He was so beautiful. There never was such
40:53
Speaker 1: a wonderful, lean, running, built horse. And he went around
40:57
Speaker 1: the paddock putting his feet just so, and quiet and
41:00
Speaker 1: careful and moving easy like he knew just what he
41:04
Speaker 1: had to do, not jerking and standing up on his
41:07
Speaker 1: legs and getting wild-eyed like you see these selling platers
41:11
Speaker 1: with a shot of dope in them. The crowd was
41:14
Speaker 1: so thick I couldn't see him again except just his
41:16
Speaker 1: legs going by and some yellow. And my old man
41:19
Speaker 1: started out through the crowd and I followed him over
41:22
Speaker 1: to the jock's dressing room back in the trees. And
41:26
Speaker 1: there was a big crowd around there too. But the
41:29
Speaker 1: man at the door in a derby nodded to my
41:31
Speaker 1: old man and we got in and everybody was sitting
41:34
Speaker 1: around and getting dressed and pulling shirts over their heads
41:38
Speaker 1: and pulling boots on. And it all smelled hot and
41:40
Speaker 1: sweaty and linimenty. AND OUTSIDE WAS THE CROWD LOOKING IN.
41:46
Speaker 1: THE OLD MAN WENT OVER AND SAT DOWN BESIDES GEORGE
41:49
Speaker 1: GARNER THAT WAS GETTING INTO HIS PANTS AND SAID, WHAT'S
41:53
Speaker 1: THE DOPE, GEORGE? JUST IN AN ORDINARY TONE OF VOICE
41:57
Speaker 1: BECAUSE THERE AIN'T ANY USE IN FEELING AROUND BECAUSE GEORGE
42:01
Speaker 1: EITHER CAN TELL HIM OR HE CAN'T TELL HIM. HE
42:04
Speaker 1: WON'T WIN, GEORGE SAYS VERY LOW, LEANING OVER AND BUTTONING
42:09
Speaker 1: THE BOTTOMS OF HIS PANTS. Who will, my old man says,
42:13
Speaker 1: leaning over close so nobody can hear. Kirkoven, George says,
42:18
Speaker 1: and if he does, save me a couple of tickets.
42:22
Speaker 1: My old man says something in a regular voice to George,
42:25
Speaker 1: and George says, don't ever bet on anything I tell you. Kidding, Leg.
42:31
Speaker 1: And we beat it out and threw all the crowd
42:33
Speaker 1: that was looking in over to the hundred-franc mutual machine.
42:38
Speaker 1: But I knew something big was up, because George is
42:41
Speaker 1: Czar's jockey. On the way, he gets one of those
42:44
Speaker 1: yellow odds sheets with the starting prices on, and Czar
42:48
Speaker 1: is only paying five for ten. Cephizidot is next at
42:52
Speaker 1: three to one, and fifth down the list is Kirkoven
42:57
Speaker 1: at eight to one. My old man bets five thousand
43:01
Speaker 1: on Kirkoven to win, and puts on a thousand to place.
43:05
Speaker 1: but we went around back of the grandstand to go
43:08
Speaker 1: up the stairs and get a place to watch the race.
43:12
Speaker 1: We were jammed in tight, and first a man in
43:14
Speaker 1: a long coat with a gray tall hat and a
43:16
Speaker 1: whip folded up and his hand came out, and then
43:20
Speaker 1: one after another the horses, with the jocks up and
43:23
Speaker 1: a stable boy holding the bridle on each side and
43:27
Speaker 1: walking along followed the old guy. That big yellow horse
43:31
Speaker 1: Czar came first, He didn't look so big when you
43:35
Speaker 1: first looked at him until you saw the length of
43:37
Speaker 1: his legs and the whole way he's built and the
43:40
Speaker 1: way he moves. Gosh, I never saw such a horse.
43:45
Speaker 1: George Gardner was riding him and they moved along slow,
43:49
Speaker 1: back of the old guy in the gray tall hat
43:51
Speaker 1: that walked along like he was the ringmaster in a circus,
43:56
Speaker 1: back of Czar moving along smooth and yellow in the sun.
44:00
Speaker 1: was a good-looking black with a nice head with Tommy
44:03
Speaker 1: Archibald riding him, and after the black was a string
44:06
Speaker 1: of five more horses, all moving along slow in a
44:10
Speaker 1: procession past the grandstand, in the passage. My old man
44:14
Speaker 1: said the black was Kirkoven, and I took a good
44:17
Speaker 1: look at him, and he was a nice-looking horse, all right,
44:20
Speaker 1: but nothing like Czar. Everybody cheered Czar when he went by,
44:26
Speaker 1: and he sure was one swell-looking horse, The procession of
44:29
Speaker 1: them went around on the other side past the payloads,
44:33
Speaker 1: and then back up to the near end of the course,
44:36
Speaker 1: and the circus master had the stable boys turn them
44:38
Speaker 1: loose one after another so they could gallop by the
44:42
Speaker 1: stands on their way up to the post and let
44:45
Speaker 1: everybody have a good look at them. They weren't at
44:48
Speaker 1: the post hardly any time at all when the gong started,
44:52
Speaker 1: and you could see them way off across the infield,
44:55
Speaker 1: all in a bunch, starting on the first swing. like
44:57
Speaker 1: a lot of little toy horses. I was watching them
45:02
Speaker 1: through the glasses, and Czar was running well, back with
45:05
Speaker 1: one of the bays making the pace. They swept down
45:09
Speaker 1: and around and came pounding past, and Czar was way
45:12
Speaker 1: back when they passed us, and this Kirkubin horse in
45:15
Speaker 1: front and going smooth. Gee, it's awful when they go
45:19
Speaker 1: by you, and then you have to watch them go
45:21
Speaker 1: farther away and get smaller and smaller and then all
45:24
Speaker 1: bunched up on the turns. and then come around towards
45:28
Speaker 1: into the stretch, and you feel like swearing and goddamning
45:31
Speaker 1: worse and worse. Finally they made the last turn and
45:36
Speaker 1: came into the straightaway with this curcubin horse way out
45:39
Speaker 1: in front. Everybody was looking funny and saying czar in
45:43
Speaker 1: sort of a sick way, and they pounding nearer down
45:47
Speaker 1: the stretch. Then something came out of the pack right
45:50
Speaker 1: into my glasses like a horse head at Yellow Street.
45:54
Speaker 1: and everybody began to yell Czar as though they were crazy.
45:58
Speaker 1: Czar came on faster than I'd ever seen anything in
46:01
Speaker 1: my life and pulled up on Kirkubbin that was going
46:04
Speaker 1: fast as any black horse could with the jock flogging
46:07
Speaker 1: hell out of him with a gad, and they were
46:10
Speaker 1: right dead neck and neck for a second, but Czar
46:14
Speaker 1: seemed going about twice as fast with those great jumps
46:17
Speaker 1: and that head out, but it was while they were
46:19
Speaker 1: neck and neck that they passed the winning post, and
46:22
Speaker 1: when the numbers went up in the slots, the first
46:25
Speaker 1: one was two, and that meant Kirkubin had won. I
46:30
Speaker 1: felt all trembly and funny inside, and then we were
46:34
Speaker 1: all jammed in with the people going downstairs to stand
46:37
Speaker 1: in front of the board where they post what Kirkubin paid.
46:41
Speaker 1: Honest watching the race, I'd forgot how much my old
46:44
Speaker 1: man had bet on Kirkubin. I'd wanted Czar to win
46:48
Speaker 1: so damn bad, but now it was all over. It
46:51
Speaker 1: was swell to know we had the winner. Wasn't it
46:55
Speaker 1: a swell race, Dad? I said to him. He looked
46:58
Speaker 1: at me sort of funny with his derby on the
47:00
Speaker 1: back of his head. George Gardner's a swell jockey all right,
47:05
Speaker 1: he said. Sure took a great jock to keep that
47:08
Speaker 1: czar horse from winning. Of course, I know it was
47:12
Speaker 1: funny all the time, but my old man saying that
47:15
Speaker 1: right out like that sure took the kick all out
47:18
Speaker 1: of it for me. And I didn't get the real
47:21
Speaker 1: kick back again, ever. Even when they posted the numbers
47:25
Speaker 1: up on the board and the bell rang to pay
47:28
Speaker 1: off and we saw that Kirkubin paid $ 67. 50 for 10.
47:34
Speaker 1: All around, people were saying, poor czar, poor czar. And
47:38
Speaker 1: I thought, I wish I were a jockey and could
47:42
Speaker 1: have rode him instead of that son of a bitch.
47:46
Speaker 1: And that was funny, thinking of George Gardner as a
47:48
Speaker 1: son of a bitch, because I'd always liked him, and besides,
47:52
Speaker 1: he'd given us the winner. But I guess that's what
47:55
Speaker 1: he is, all right. My old man had a lot
47:58
Speaker 1: of money after that race, and he took to coming
48:00
Speaker 1: into Paris oftener. They raced at Tremblay. He'd have them
48:05
Speaker 1: drop him in town on their way back to Maison's,
48:08
Speaker 1: and he and I'd sit out in front of the
48:10
Speaker 1: Café de l' Épée and watch the people go by. It's
48:14
Speaker 1: funny sitting there, There's streams of people going by, and
48:17
Speaker 1: all sorts of guys come up and want to sell
48:20
Speaker 1: you things, and I loved to sit there with my
48:22
Speaker 1: old man. That was when we'd have the most fun.
48:27
Speaker 1: Guys would come up by selling funny rabbits that jumped
48:30
Speaker 1: if you squeezed a bulb, and they'd come up to us,
48:33
Speaker 1: and my old man would kid with them. He could
48:35
Speaker 1: talk French just like English, and all those kind of
48:38
Speaker 1: guys knew him because you can always tell a jockey.
48:42
Speaker 1: Then we always sat at the same table and they
48:44
Speaker 1: got used to seeing us there. There were guys selling
48:48
Speaker 1: matrimonial papers and girls selling rubber eggs that when you
48:52
Speaker 1: squeezed them, a rooster came out of them. And one
48:55
Speaker 1: old wormy looking guy that went by with postcards of
48:59
Speaker 1: Paris showing them to everybody. And of course, nobody ever
49:02
Speaker 1: bought any. Then he would come back and show the
49:05
Speaker 1: underside of the pack and they would all be smutty
49:09
Speaker 1: postcards and lots of people would dig down and buy them. Gee,
49:13
Speaker 1: I remember the funny people they used to go by.
49:17
Speaker 1: Girls around suppertime looking for somebody to take them out
49:20
Speaker 1: to eat and they'd speak to my old man and
49:22
Speaker 1: he'd make some joke at them in French and they'd
49:25
Speaker 1: pat me on the head and go on. Once there
49:28
Speaker 1: was an American woman sitting with her kid daughter at
49:31
Speaker 1: the next table to us and they were both eating
49:34
Speaker 1: ices and I kept looking at the girl and she
49:37
Speaker 1: was awfully good looking. And I smiled at her, and
49:40
Speaker 1: she smiled at me, but that was all that ever
49:43
Speaker 1: came of it, because I looked for her mother and
49:45
Speaker 1: her every day, and I made up ways that I
49:48
Speaker 1: was going to speak to her. And I wondered if
49:51
Speaker 1: I ever got to know her, if her mother would
49:53
Speaker 1: let me take her out to Yule or Tremblay, but
49:58
Speaker 1: I never saw either of them again. Anyway, I guess
50:02
Speaker 1: it wouldn't have been any good in any way, because
50:04
Speaker 1: looking back on it, I remember the way I thought
50:07
Speaker 1: out Would be best to speak to her was to say,
50:10
Speaker 1: pardon me, but perhaps I can give you a winner
50:13
Speaker 1: at Ang Hien today. And after all, maybe she would
50:17
Speaker 1: have thought I was a tout instead of really trying
50:20
Speaker 1: to give her a winner. We'd sit at the Café
50:23
Speaker 1: de la Paix, my old man and me, and we
50:26
Speaker 1: had a big drag with the waiter because my old
50:28
Speaker 1: man drank whiskey and it cost five francs and that
50:31
Speaker 1: meant a good tip when the sauces were counted up.
50:34
Speaker 1: My old man was drinking more than I'd ever seen him.
50:38
Speaker 1: but he wasn't riding at all now, and besides, he
50:41
Speaker 1: said that whiskey kept his weight down. But I noticed
50:45
Speaker 1: he was putting it on all right, just the same.
50:49
Speaker 1: He'd busted away from his old gang out at Maison's
50:52
Speaker 1: and seemed to like just sitting around on the boulevard
50:55
Speaker 1: with me, but he was dropping money every day at
50:58
Speaker 1: the track. It feels sort of doleful after the last
51:02
Speaker 1: race if you lost on the day. till we'd get
51:05
Speaker 1: to our table and he'd have his first whiskey, and
51:08
Speaker 1: then he'd be fine. He'd be reading the Paris Sport,
51:13
Speaker 1: and he'd look over at me and say, Where's your girl, Joe?
51:17
Speaker 1: To kid me on account, I had told him about
51:19
Speaker 1: the girl that day at the next table, and I'd
51:22
Speaker 1: get red, but I liked being kidded about her. Gave
51:25
Speaker 1: me a good feeling. Keep your eye peeled for her, Joe,
51:29
Speaker 1: he'd say. She'll be back. He'd ask me questions about things,
51:33
Speaker 1: and Some of the things I'd say, he'd laugh. And
51:38
Speaker 1: then he'd get started talking about things. About riding down
51:41
Speaker 1: in Egypt or at St. Moritz on the ice before
51:45
Speaker 1: my mother died. And about during the war when they
51:49
Speaker 1: had regular races down in the south of France without
51:52
Speaker 1: any purses or bedding or crowd or anything just to
51:55
Speaker 1: keep the breed up. Regular races with the jocks riding
51:59
Speaker 1: hell out of the horses. Gee, I could listen to
52:02
Speaker 1: my old man talk by the hour. especially when he
52:05
Speaker 1: had a couple or so of drinks. He'd tell me
52:09
Speaker 1: about when he was a boy in Kentucky and going
52:11
Speaker 1: coon hunting in the old days in the States before
52:14
Speaker 1: everything went on the bum there. And he'd say, Joe,
52:18
Speaker 1: when we've got a decent steak, you're going back there
52:21
Speaker 1: to the States and go to school. What do I
52:24
Speaker 1: got to go back there to go to school for
52:27
Speaker 1: when everything's on the bum there? I'd ask him. That's different,
52:31
Speaker 1: he'd say, and get the waiter over and pay the
52:34
Speaker 1: pile of saucers, and we'd get a taxi to the
52:37
Speaker 1: Gare Saint-Lazare and get on the train out to Maison's.
52:43
Speaker 1: One day at Auteuil, after a selling steeplechase, my old
52:47
Speaker 1: man bought in the winner for 30,000 francs. He had
52:52
Speaker 1: to bid a little to get him, but the stable
52:53
Speaker 1: let the horse go finally. My old man had his
52:57
Speaker 1: permit and his colors in a week. Gee, I felt
53:00
Speaker 1: proud when my old man was an owner. He fixed
53:04
Speaker 1: it up for stable space with Charles Drake and cut
53:07
Speaker 1: out coming into Paris and started his running and sweating
53:10
Speaker 1: out again, and him and I were the whole stable gang.
53:15
Speaker 1: Our horse's name was Guilford. He was Irish bred and
53:18
Speaker 1: a nice sweet jumper. My old man figured that training
53:22
Speaker 1: him and riding him himself, he was a good investment.
53:28
Speaker 1: I was proud of everything, and I thought Guilford was
53:31
Speaker 1: as good a horse as he are. He was a good,
53:33
Speaker 1: solid jumper. The bay with plenty of speed on the flat,
53:37
Speaker 1: if you asked him for it. And he was a
53:39
Speaker 1: nice-looking horse, too. Gee, I was fond of him. The
53:44
Speaker 1: first time he started with my old man up, he
53:46
Speaker 1: finished third in a 2,500-meter hurdle race. And when my
53:51
Speaker 1: old man got off him, all sweating and happy and
53:54
Speaker 1: the place stalled, and went in to weigh, I felt
53:57
Speaker 1: as proud of him as though it was the first
53:59
Speaker 1: race he'd ever placed in. You see, when a guy
54:02
Speaker 1: ain't been riding for a long time, you can't make
54:05
Speaker 1: yourself really believe that he has ever rode. The whole
54:09
Speaker 1: thing was different now, because down in Milan, even big
54:12
Speaker 1: races never seemed to make any difference to my old man.
54:16
Speaker 1: He won, he wasn't ever excited or anything. and now
54:20
Speaker 1: it was so I couldn't hardly sleep the night before
54:22
Speaker 1: a race, and I knew my old man was excited too,
54:26
Speaker 1: even if he didn't show it. Riding for yourself makes
54:30
Speaker 1: an awful difference. Second time Guilford and my old man
54:34
Speaker 1: started was a rainy day at Ataul in the Prix
54:37
Speaker 1: des Marats, a 4,500-meter steeplechase. Soon as he'd gone out,
54:43
Speaker 1: I beat it up in the stand with the new
54:45
Speaker 1: glasses my old man had bought for me to watch them.
54:48
Speaker 1: They started their way over at the far end of
54:51
Speaker 1: the course and there was some trouble at the barrier.
54:54
Speaker 1: Something with goggle blinders on was making a great fuss
54:57
Speaker 1: and rearing around and busted the barrier once. But I
55:01
Speaker 1: could see my old man in our black jacket with
55:03
Speaker 1: a white cross and a black cap sitting up on
55:06
Speaker 1: Guilford and patting him with his hand. Then they were
55:10
Speaker 1: off in a jump and out of sight behind the
55:12
Speaker 1: trees and the gung going for deer life in the
55:15
Speaker 1: parimutuel wickets rattling down. Gosh, I was so excited. I
55:19
Speaker 1: was afraid to look at them, but I fixed the
55:21
Speaker 1: glasses on the place where they would come out back
55:24
Speaker 1: of the trees, and then out they came with the
55:26
Speaker 1: old black jacket going third, and they all sailing over
55:30
Speaker 1: the jump like birds. Then they went out of sight again,
55:34
Speaker 1: and then they came pounding out and down the hill
55:36
Speaker 1: and all going nice and sweet and easy and taking
55:40
Speaker 1: the fence smooth and a bunch and moving away from
55:43
Speaker 1: us all solid. Looked as though you could walk across
55:46
Speaker 1: on their backs, they were all so bunched and going
55:49
Speaker 1: so smooth. Then they bellied over the big double bullfinch
55:53
Speaker 1: and something came down. I couldn't see who it was,
55:57
Speaker 1: but in a minute the horse was up and galloping free,
56:00
Speaker 1: and the field all bunched still, sweeping around the long
56:03
Speaker 1: left turn into the straightaway. They jumped the stone wall
56:07
Speaker 1: and came jammed down the stretch toward the big water
56:10
Speaker 1: jump right in front of the stands. I saw them
56:13
Speaker 1: coming and hollered at my old man as he went by,
56:16
Speaker 1: and he was leading by about a length and riding
56:19
Speaker 1: way out over and light as a monkey, and they
56:21
Speaker 1: were racing for the water jump. They took off over
56:26
Speaker 1: the big hedge of the water jump in a pack,
56:29
Speaker 1: and then there was a crash and two horses pulled
56:31
Speaker 1: sideways off of it, kept on going, three others were
56:35
Speaker 1: piled up. I couldn't see my old man anywhere. One
56:39
Speaker 1: horse kneed himself up, and the jock had hold of
56:42
Speaker 1: the bridle and mounted and went slamming on after the
56:44
Speaker 1: place money. The other horse was up and away by himself,
56:49
Speaker 1: jerking his head and galloping with the bridle rein hanging,
56:52
Speaker 1: and the jock staggered over to the one side of
56:55
Speaker 1: the track against the fence. Then Guilford rolled over to
56:59
Speaker 1: one side off my old man and got up and
57:01
Speaker 1: started to run on three legs with his off-hoof dangling.
57:05
Speaker 1: and there was my old man lying there on the
57:07
Speaker 1: grass flat out with his face up and blood all
57:10
Speaker 1: over the side of his head. I ran down the
57:13
Speaker 1: stand and bumped into a jam of people and got
57:16
Speaker 1: to the rail, and a cop grabbed me and held me,
57:19
Speaker 1: and two big stretcher-bearers were going out after my old man,
57:23
Speaker 1: and around the other side of the course I saw
57:25
Speaker 1: three horses strung way out, coming out of the trees
57:28
Speaker 1: and taking the jump. My old man was dead when
57:33
Speaker 1: they brought him in, and while the doctor was listening
57:36
Speaker 1: to his heart with the thing plugged in his ears,
57:39
Speaker 1: I heard a shot up the track that meant they
57:41
Speaker 1: killed Guilford. I lay down beside my old man while
57:46
Speaker 1: they carried the stretcher into the hospital room and hung
57:49
Speaker 1: on to the stretcher and cried and cried, and he
57:53
Speaker 1: looked so white and gone and So awfully dead, and
57:57
Speaker 1: I couldn't help feeling that if my old man was dead,
58:00
Speaker 1: maybe they didn't need to have shot Guilford. His hoof
58:04
Speaker 1: might have got well. I don't know. I loved my
58:09
Speaker 1: old man so much. Then a couple of guys came
58:14
Speaker 1: in and one of them patted me on the back
58:16
Speaker 1: and then went over and looked at my old man
58:18
Speaker 1: and then pulled a sheet over the cot and spread
58:21
Speaker 1: it out over him. The other was telephoning in French
58:26
Speaker 1: for them to send the ambulance to take him out
58:28
Speaker 1: to Maison's. And I couldn't stop crying, crying and choking,
58:33
Speaker 1: sort of. And George Gardner came in and sat down
58:36
Speaker 1: beside me on the floor and put his arm around
58:40
Speaker 1: me and says, Come on, Joe, old boy. Get up
58:43
Speaker 1: and we'll go out and wait for the ambulance. George
58:47
Speaker 1: and I went to the gate and I was trying
58:49
Speaker 1: to stop bawling and George wiped off my face with
58:52
Speaker 1: his handkerchief. We were standing back a little ways while
58:56
Speaker 1: the crowd was going out of the gate. And a
58:59
Speaker 1: couple of guys stopped near us while we were waiting
59:01
Speaker 1: for the crowd to get through the gate. And one
59:04
Speaker 1: of them was counting a bunch of mutual tickets. And
59:06
Speaker 1: he said, well, Butler got his all right. the other
59:11
Speaker 1: guy said I don't give a good god damn if
59:13
Speaker 1: he did the crook he had it coming to him
59:15
Speaker 1: on the stuff he's pulled I'll say he had said
59:18
Speaker 1: the other guy and tore the bunch of tickets in
59:21
Speaker 1: two and George Gardner looked at me to see if
59:25
Speaker 1: I'd heard and I heard all right and he said
59:29
Speaker 1: Don't you listen to what those bums said, Joe. Your
59:32
Speaker 1: old man was one swell guy. But I don't know.
59:37
Speaker 1: Seems like when they get started, they don't leave a
59:40
Speaker 1: guy nothing. End of chapter three. My old man. Mitrae dilatrisse.
59:57
Speaker 1: The mills of the gods grind slowly, but this mill
1:00:01
Speaker 1: chatters in mechanical staccato. Ugly short infantry of the mine,
1:00:06
Speaker 1: advancing over difficult terrain, make this corona their mill traduce. Oklahoma.
1:00:17
Speaker 1: All of the Indians are dead. The good Indian is
1:00:20
Speaker 1: a dead Indian. We're riding in motor cars. The oil lands,
1:00:25
Speaker 1: you know, they're all rich. Smoke smarts my eyes. Cottonwood
1:00:30
Speaker 1: twigs and buffalo dung. Smoke gray in the teepee. Or
1:00:35
Speaker 1: is it myopic trachoma? The prairies are long. The moon rises.
1:00:41
Speaker 1: Ponies drag at their pickets. The grass is gone brown
1:00:45
Speaker 1: in the summer. Or is it the hay crop failing?
1:00:50
Speaker 1: Pull an arrow out. If you break it, the wound closes.
1:00:54
Speaker 1: Salt is good, too, and wood ashes. Pounding, it throbs
1:00:59
Speaker 1: in the night. Or is it the gonorrhea? Oily weather.
1:01:07
Speaker 1: The sea desires deep hulls. It swells and rolls. The
1:01:12
Speaker 1: screw churns a throb. Driving, throbbing, progressing. The sea rolls
1:01:19
Speaker 1: with love, surging, caressing, undulating its great loving belly. The
1:01:25
Speaker 1: sea is big and old. The robbing ship scorned him. Roosevelt.
1:01:34
Speaker 1: Working men believed he busted truss and put his picture
1:01:37
Speaker 1: in their windows. What he'd have done in France, they said.
1:01:43
Speaker 1: Perhaps he would. He could have died, perhaps, though generals
1:01:48
Speaker 1: rarely die except in bed, as he did finally, and
1:01:52
Speaker 1: all the legends that he started in his life live
1:01:54
Speaker 1: on and prosper. unhampered now by his existence. CAPTIVES Some
1:02:03
Speaker 1: came in chains, unrepentant but tired, too tired but to stumble.
1:02:10
Speaker 1: Thinking and hating were finished, thinking and fighting were finished,
1:02:16
Speaker 1: retreating and hoping were finished. Cures thus a long campaign,
1:02:22
Speaker 1: making death easy. Shams de Anur. Soldiers never do die well.
1:02:31
Speaker 1: Crosses mark the places. Wooden crosses where they fell. Stuck
1:02:36
Speaker 1: above their faces. Soldiers pitch and cough and twitch. All
1:02:42
Speaker 1: the world roars red and black. Soldiers smother in a ditch.
1:02:48
Speaker 1: Choking through the whole attack. Section 10 of Three Stories
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Speaker 1: and Ten Poems by Ernest Miller Hemingway. This LibriVox recording
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Speaker 1: is in the public domain. Riparto d'assalto Drummed their boots
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Speaker 1: on the camion floor Hobnailed boots on the camion floor
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Speaker 1: Sergeant stiff, corporal sore Lieutenant thought of a maestri whore
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Speaker 1: Warm and soft and sleepy whore Cozy, warm and lovely
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Speaker 1: whore Damned cold, bitter, rotten ride. Winding road up the
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Speaker 1: grappa side. Arditi on benches, stiff and cold. Pride of
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Speaker 1: their country, stiff and cold. Bristly faces, dirty hides. Infantry marches,
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Speaker 1: Arditi rides. Gray, cold, bitter, sullen ride. To splinter pines
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Speaker 1: on the grappa side. At Al Salone, where the truckload died. Montparnasse.
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Speaker 1: There are never any suicides in the quarter among people
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Speaker 1: one knows. No successful suicides. A Chinese boy kills himself
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Speaker 1: and is dead. They continue to place his mail in
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Speaker 1: the letter rack at the Dome. A Norwegian boy kills
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Speaker 1: himself and is dead. No one knows where the other
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Speaker 1: Norwegian boy has gone. They find a model dead, alone
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Speaker 1: in bed and very dead. made almost unbearable trouble for
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Speaker 1: the concierge. Sweet oil, the white of eggs, mustard and water,
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Speaker 1: soap suds and stomach pumps rescue the people one knows.
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Speaker 1: Every afternoon the people one knows can be found at
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Speaker 1: the café. Along with youth. A porcupine skin, stiff with
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Speaker 1: bad tanning, must have ended somewhere. Stuffed horned owl, pompous yellow-eyed,
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Speaker 1: Chuck Will's widow on a biased twig suited with dust.
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Speaker 1: Piles of old magazines, drawers of boys' letters, and the
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Speaker 1: line of love. They must have ended somewhere. Yesterday's Tribune
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Speaker 1: is gone, along with youth, and the canoe that went
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Speaker 1: to pieces on the beach the year of the big
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Speaker 1: storm when the hotel burned down at Senny, Michigan. Chapter
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Speaker 1: Heading We have thought the longer thoughts, and gone the
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Speaker 1: shorter way, and we have danced to devil's tunes, shivering
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Speaker 1: home to pray, to serve one master in the night,
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Speaker 1: another in the day. End of section 13. End of
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Speaker 1: three stories and ten poems by Ernest Miller Hemingway.