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But Young Dick's feet itched Half a year, he felt, was really le-bob As a boy hobo, or road- kid, he drifted on across the United States, getting acquainted with its peace officers, police judges, vagrancy laws, and jails And he learned vagrants the laborers and petty criot acquainted with farms and farmers, and, in New York State, once picked berries for a ith a Dutch far with one of the first silos erected in the United States Nothing of what he learned came to him in the spirit of research He had ainedhuood stead in later years, when, with the aid of the books, he digested and classified it

His adventures did not harle camps, and listened to their codes of conduct and measurements of life, he was not affected He was a traveler, and they were alien breeds Secure in the knowledge of his twenty millions, there was neither need nor tes and all places interested him, but he never found a place nor a situation that could hold hi

At the end of three years, nearly sixteen, hard of body, weighing a hundred and thirty pounds, he judged it ti voyage, signing on as boy on a windjammer bound around the Horn from the Delaware Breakwater to San Francisco It was a hard voyage, of one hundred and eighty days, but at the end he weighed ten pounds themade it

Mrs Su had to be called from the kitchen to identify him Mrs Summerstone screamed a second time It hen she shook hands with hirip of his rope-calloused paluardians at the hastily su straight to the point

"It's this way," he said "I am not a fool I knohat I want, and I hat I want I aood friends like you, of course, and I have my own ideas of the world and what I want to do in it I didn't come home because of a sense of duty to anybody here I came home because it was time, because of my sense of duty toabout, and now it's up to o on with my education--my book education, I mean"