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Caption: Book - Banks of the Boneyard (Charles Kiler)
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j2 On the Banks of the Boneyard however, and really established my Library Association and its products. Before starting to work in earnest I took my pen in hand and told the Library Association in my best style of invective what I thought of them. Sending me into a town where the great J. P. Grier had been! They answered me in a kindly apologetic vein telling me to keep all the money I had taken in and then to move across the river to Barry, Illinois. I was to work all the towns in Pike County. Meanwhile I had got acquainted with a boy of my age in Hannibal. His father was an undertaker, and the boy had to spend someone spent boy Among these about Wilson. He owned a lumberyard. He refused to fall for my most eloquent passages. When I talked economy, explaining to him how much money he could save buying books and magazines, he knocked me cold by saying, "My dear boy, I wouldn't turn my hand over for a dollar/' The first man I ever met who didn't give a darn for a dollar, he lingers in my memory through the fifty-two years that have passed since that summer in Hannibal. My boy friend took me over to the Island in the Mississippi, immortalized by the adventures of Tom Sawyer. I let my imagination run riot while exploring the cave and was looking for Indian Joe at every bend. But the adventure de luxe connected with Hannibal was a night trip out into the country along a river road to bring in the body My poor man—so poor boy x didn't care to m< came around to my boarding house and asked me if I didn't 1 to take a ride out into the country. Of course I did—but that kid didn't say a word about what he was being sent out into the country to get. Had I known what was ahead of me I would have ha an engagement with a girl or a customer. Was that night dark, and the road bumpy! I'll tell the world that I was full of fright and reached the looked like the Grapes of Wrath, and when I had to help place that dead body in the back part of the spring wagon, I was sure we would 1 v \ I
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