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ry half-dozen times.
But that made no difference. On the surface of the cloth stream that
poured past himhe pictured radiant futures wherein he performed
prodigies of toilinvented miraculous machineswon to the mastership of
the millsand in the end took her in his arms and kissed her soberly on the
brow.
But that was all in the long agobefore he had grown too old and tired
to love. Alsoshe had married and gone awayand his mind had gone to
sleep. Yet it had been a wonderful experienceand he used often to look
back upon it as other men and women look back upon the time they
believed in fairies. He had never believed in fairies nor Santa Claus; but he
had believed implicitly in the smiling future his imagination had wrought
into the steaming cloth stream.
He had become a man very early in life. At sevenwhen he drew his
first wagesbegan his adolescence. A certain feeling of independence
crept up in himand the relationship between him and his mother changed.
Somehowas an earner and breadwinnerdoing his own work in the world
he was more like an equal with her. Manhoodfull-blown manhoodhad
come when he was elevenat which time he had gone to work on the night
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