to read Milton, __ too, but I did not. Three decades passed before the Paradise Lost filled a real need with me. As a young lad my craving was for action, a kind that I could understand and Adam_s Grizzly Bear book crowded my mind with thrills such as I had never known before. _ Oct. 1934.
__ See p. 152.
_ from p. 10.
This repressed excitement in the school amongst the boys at once got the attention of the teacher, Miss Mary Elliot, a good teacher, a just and forceful woman, but a severe disciplinarian. It absorbed her attention for many hours and then more or less irritated her as she could make nothing of it. One of our school mates was Will Eliot, a young brother of the teacher, mischievous, full of fun, none too
industrious, he was very likely to be whipped as an example to the school. So on this occasion, failing to comprehend the surcharged atmosphere for some insignificant, some trifling cause, Will was called up and whipped before the school. Will took his seat resentful. Whipping, a matter no matter who was involved, all of us regarded seriously, but this time we thought it a bit of fun that Will should suffer vicariously for the rest of us and our lack of sober conduct nearly got all into trouble. _ Oct., 1934.
There are few things in Berkeley, where I have lived all my life since manhood, to remind me of Vaca Valley. One of these is the North Wind in winter. It is now blowing strong and blowing bitter cold _ a wind of great violence _ stirring in the mind of a child a sense of uneasiness and impending disaster or dire events. The fierce cold and the tempestuous raging of the wind broke on the countryside in depths winter when aged or mentally ill people passed away. So the wind seemed a symbol of mourning and of trouble. _ Dec. 14, 1940.
A harbinger of death. Cont. p. 160.