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I remember one day when Mr. Hearst ( and I never knew why he liked me, either ) sent the Hetman a telegram: `` Please find some more reporters like that young man from Denver ''.
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I and remember
I remember being told it would happen so fast people would think it took place overnight.
Later I would remember what this pompous little man had told me about the worth of a ticket.
It was a disturbingly familiar face, too, but I couldn't remember where we had met.
`` When I was in college '', I grinned, `` I remember a poem I had to read in my lit class.
I don't even remember who wrote it but it was one of those 15th or 16th century poets.
`` Seems to me I don't remember altering any law about that ''.
You probably would not remember, since you never seemed to remember even the same moments as I, much less their intensity, one sunny midday on Fifth Avenue when you had set out with me for some final shopping less than a week before the wedding you staged for me with such reluctance at the Farm.
When I returned to make my report, the Hetman did not remember having sent me on the secret mission.
I cannot remember Dr. Gregory's reply, if, indeed, he made one.
After they had paid all his debts and the funeral costs, Ralph and Fred had some fourteen thousand dollars, as I remember, with which to pay the bequests.
I remember him pointing out of the window and saying that he wished he could live to see another spring but that he wouldn't.
I have known some men and women who said that the selves they are told about or even remember seem utter strangers to them now ; ;
I would, however, like to suggest that, wrong though I may be, the tendency to see dilemmas rather than solutions is one of which I have been a victim ever since I can remember, and therefore not merely a senile phenomenon.
Apropos of what some would call cynicism, I remember an anecdote the source of which I forget.
All I could remember was Billie Dove pasted over the ceiling of my big brother's room.
I and one
As I dug in behind one of the bales we were using as protection, I grudgingly found myself agreeing with Oso's logic, especially when I imagined what would have happened to Missy if Old Knife's large party of screeching warriors had overrun our company.
Next to him was a young boy I was sure had sat near me at one of the trading sessions.
When one of the men in the hall behind us spat on the floor and scraped his boot over the gob of spittle I noticed how the clerk winced.
In the mornings, I was informed, fluorescent tubes, similar to the one above the counter, illuminated the entire hall.
By counting the number of stalls and urinals I attempted to form a loose estimate of how many men the hall would hold at one time.
I had for some time been hoping, in vain, for one of the dim figures to pass between the fan vents and myself.
No one was behind it, but in the rear wall of the office I noticed, for the first time, a door which had been left partially open.
Don't like to bother no one unless we have to, which I figger we do, in your case.
But there's one thing I never seen or heard of, one thing I just don't think there is, and that's a sportin' way o' killin' a man ''!!
Adios '', I said, exhausting my Spanish vocabulary on my host and exchanging one of a scarcely-tapped store of smiles with my host's daughters.
I seized the rack and made a western-style flying-mount just in time, one of my knees mercifully landing on my duffel bag -- and merely wrecking my camera, I was to discover later -- my other knee landing on the slivery truck floor boards and -- but this is no medical report.
Seeming much relieved, she smiled one of those worth-waiting-for smiles, and I smiled all the way into the bedroom.
I worked for my Uncle ( an Uncle by marriage so you will not think this has a mild undercurrent of incest ) who ran one of those antique shops in New Orleans' Vieux Carre, the old French Quarter.
I dismissed these feelings as wishful thinking but I could not get it out of my head that we had a strong physical attraction for one another and we both feared to dwell on it because of our relationship.
I felt that he looked at me coldly and appraisingly and seemed to be uncertain what his attitude towards me should be, but he did not say one word which might indicate that he had been told of advances to his wife.
Of course, males play a role there, but believe me when I say you wouldn't enjoy yourself one bit on Eromonga.
I clapped the big man with the bleached hair on his shoulder and said heartily, hoping it would make an impression on the women: `` This one is the maku Frayne.
I and day
It was, I felt, possible that they were men who, having received no tickets for that day, had remained in the hall, to sleep perhaps, in the corners farthest removed from the counter with its overhead light.
I felt strongly attached to the hall, however, and hardly a day passed when I did not go to look at it from a distance.
The arrangement I had with him was to work four hours a day.
I quit work at my usual hour as if this day was no different from other days.
My curiosity was sharpened a day or two before the interview by a conversation I had with a well-informed teacher of literature, a Jesuit father, at a conference on religious drama near Paris.
I saw a piece the other day assailing William Buckley, author of Man And God at Yale and publisher of The National Review, as no conservative at all, but an old liberal.
I had had difficulties from the very first day.
I worked for a day on this plainly ridiculous assignment and consulted several of my own well-informed sources.
One day I tired of following the Hetman's advice of `` shadowing '' and of the `` ring-around-the-rosie '' approach to a report that Enrico Caruso had pinched a lady's hip while visiting the Central Park monkey house.
No matter how large the fire, I couldn't seem to shake off the chill that day.
I've had a trying day and I just can't make it out again '', I told them.
I suppose the day will inevitably come when the area will be encrusted with developments, but at present it is deserted and seductive.
I asked one day what he was doing.
But one day came the voice of a man I had known when he was a boy, and I later remembered that this boy, thirty years before, had struck me as coming to no good.
Those famous lines of the Greek Anthology with which a fading beauty dedicates her mirror at the shrine of a goddess reveal a wise attitude: `` Venus, take my votive glass, Since I am not what I was, What from this day I shall be, Venus, let me never see ''.
And so the young minister resigned, to go and study and pray, having never passed a day, he told his parishioners, when `` I did not gain from you far more than I ever gave to you ''.
As a business man I have to use the telephone constantly, from three to four hours a day.
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