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He
saw
these
other
scenes
through
drifting
vapors
and
swirls
of
sullen
fog
dissolving
before
shafts
of
red
and
garish
light
.
He
saw
cowboys
at
the
bar
,
drinking
fierce
whiskey
,
the
air
filled
with
obscenity
and
ribald
language
,
and
he
saw
himself
with
them
drinking
and
cursing
with
the
wildest
,
or
sitting
at
table
with
them
,
under
smoking
kerosene
lamps
,
while
the
chips
clicked
and
clattered
and
the
cards
were
dealt
around
.
He
saw
himself
,
stripped
to
the
waist
,
with
naked
fists
,
fighting
his
great
fight
with
Liverpool
Red
in
the
forecastle
of
the
Susquehanna
;
and
he
saw
the
bloody
deck
of
the
John
Rogers
,
that
gray
morning
of
attempted
mutiny
,
the
mate
kicking
in
death
-
throes
on
the
main
-
hatch
,
the
revolver
in
the
old
man
’
s
hand
spitting
fire
and
smoke
,
the
men
with
passion
-
wrenched
faces
,
of
brutes
screaming
vile
blasphemies
and
falling
about
him
—
and
then
he
returned
to
the
central
scene
,
calm
and
clean
in
the
steadfast
light
,
where
Ruth
sat
and
talked
with
him
amid
books
and
paintings
;
and
he
saw
the
grand
piano
upon
which
she
would
later
play
to
him
;
and
he
heard
the
echoes
of
his
own
selected
and
correct
words
,
"
But
then
,
may
I
not
be
peculiarly
constituted
to
write
?
"
"
But
no
matter
how
peculiarly
constituted
a
man
may
be
for
blacksmithing
,
"
she
was
laughing
,
"
I
never
heard
of
one
becoming
a
blacksmith
without
first
serving
his
apprenticeship
.
"
"
What
would
you
advise
?
"
he
asked
.
"
And
don
’
t
forget
that
I
feel
in
me
this
capacity
to
write
—
I
can
’
t
explain
it
;
I
just
know
that
it
is
in
me
.
"
"
You
must
get
a
thorough
education
,
"
was
the
answer
,
"
whether
or
not
you
ultimately
become
a
writer
.
This
education
is
indispensable
for
whatever
career
you
select
,
and
it
must
not
be
slipshod
or
sketchy
.
You
should
go
to
high
school
.
"
"
Yes
—
"
he
began
;
but
she
interrupted
with
an
afterthought
:
-
"
Of
course
,
you
could
go
on
with
your
writing
,
too
.
"
"
I
would
have
to
,
"
he
said
grimly
.
"
Why
?
"
She
looked
at
him
,
prettily
puzzled
,
for
she
did
not
quite
like
the
persistence
with
which
he
clung
to
his
notion
.
"
Because
,
without
writing
there
wouldn
’
t
be
any
high
school
.
I
must
live
and
buy
books
and
clothes
,
you
know
.
"
"
I
’
d
forgotten
that
,
"
she
laughed
.
"
Why
weren
’
t
you
born
with
an
income
?
"
"
I
’
d
rather
have
good
health
and
imagination
,
"
he
answered
.
"
I
can
make
good
on
the
income
,
but
the
other
things
have
to
be
made
good
for
—
"
He
almost
said
"
you
,
"
then
amended
his
sentence
to
,
"
have
to
be
made
good
for
one
.
"
