The fact is, a man gets tired after he's been working for hours." I was becoming interested in the man.

He certainly was of a superior kind.
"You are better educated than most workingmen," I said.
"I went through high school," he replied.

"I worked my way through doing janitor-work.

I wanted to go through the university.

But my father died, and I came to work in the mills.
"I wanted to become a naturalist," he explained shyly, as though confessing a weakness.