[The Friendly Road by Ray Stannard Baker]@TWC D-Link bookThe Friendly Road CHAPTER X 10/26
Try it, friend and see! It was already getting along in the evening, and I knew or supposed I knew no one in Kilburn save only Bill Hahn, Socialist who was little better off than I was. In this emergency my mind began to work swiftly.
A score of fascinating plans for getting my supper and a bed to sleep in flashed through my mind. "Why," said I, "when I come to think of it, I'm comparatively rich.
I'll warrant there are plenty of places in Kilburn, and good ones, too, where I could barter a chapter of Montaigne and a little good conversation for a first-rate supper, and I've no doubt that I could whistle up a bed almost anywhere!" I thought of a little motto I often repeat to myself: TO KNOW LIFE, BEGIN ANYWHERE! There were several people on the streets of Kilburn that night who don't know yet how very near they were to being boarded by a somewhat shabby looking farmer who would have offered them, let us say, a notable musical production called "Old Dan Tucker," exquisitely performed on a tin whistle, in exchange for a good honest supper. There was one man in particular--a fine, pompous citizen who came down the street swinging his cane and looking as though the universe was a sort of Christmas turkey, lying all brown and sizzling before him ready to be carved--a fine pompous citizen who never realized how nearly Fate with a battered volume of Montaigne in one hand and a tin whistle in the other--came to pouncing upon him that evening! And I am firmly convinced that if I had attacked him with the Great Particular Word he would have carved me off a juicy slice of the white breast meat. "I'm getting hungry," I said; "I must find Bill Hahn!" I had turned down a side street, and seeing there in front of a building a number of lounging men with two or three cabs or carriages standing nearby in the street I walked up to them.
It was a livery barn. Now I like all sorts of out-of-door people: I seem to be related to them through horses and cattle and cold winds and sunshine.
I like them and understand them, and they seem to like me and understand me.
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