seeing people and thinking as I am now。 In the evening； there in town； I go to the post office or to the depot to see the train come in； and no one says anything to me。 Everyone stands around and laughs and they talk but they say nothing to me。 Then I feel so queer that I can't talk either。 I go away。 I don't say any… thing。 I can't。〃
The fury of the young man became uncontrollable。 〃I won't stand it；〃 he yelled； looking up at the bare branches of the trees。 〃I'm not made to stand it。〃
Maddened by the dull face of the man on the log by the fire； Elmer turned and glared at him as he had glared back along the road at the town of Winesburg。 〃Go on back to work；〃 he screamed。 〃What good does it do me to talk to you？〃 A thought came to him and his voice dropped。 〃I'm a coward too； eh？〃 he muttered。 〃Do you know why I came clear out here afoot？ I had to tell someone and you were the only one I could tell。 I hunted out another queer one； you see。 I ran away； that's what I did。 I couldn't stand up to someone like that George Willard。 I had to come to you。 I ought to tell him and I will。〃
Again his voice arose to a shout and his arms flew about。 〃I will tell him。 I won't be queer。 I don't care what they think。 I won't stand it。〃
Elmer Cowley ran out of the woods leaving the half…wit sitting on the log before the fire。 Presently the old man arose and climbing over the fence went back to his work in the corn。 〃I'll be washed and ironed and starched；〃 he declared。 〃Well； well； I'll be washed and ironed。〃 Mook was interested。 He went along a lane to a field where two cows stood nibbling at a straw stack。 〃Elmer was here；〃 he said to the cows。 〃Elmer is crazy。 You better get behind the stack where he don't see you。 He'll hurt some… one yet； Elmer will。〃
At eight o'clock that evening Elmer Cowley put his head in at the front door of the office of the Winesburg Eagle where George Willard sat writing。 His cap was pulled down over his eyes and a sullen determined look was on his face。 〃You come on out… side with me；〃 he said； stepping in and closing the door。 He kept his hand on the knob as though pre… pared to resist anyone else coming in。 〃You just come along outside。 I want to see you。〃
George Willard and Elmer Cowley walked through the main street of Winesburg。 The night was cold and George Willard had on a new overcoat and looked very spruce and dressed up。 He thrust his hands into the overcoat pockets and looked inquir… ingly at his companion。 He had long been wanting to make friends with the young merchant and find out what was in his mind。 Now he thought he saw a chance and was delighted。 〃I wonder what he's up to？ Perhaps he thinks he has a piece of news for the paper。 It can't be a fire because I haven't heard the fire bell and there isn't anyone running；〃 he thought。
In the main street of Winesburg； on the cold No… vember evening； but few citizens appeared and these hurried along bent on getting to the stove at the back of some store。 The windows of the stores were frosted and the wind rattled the tin sign that hung over the entrance to the stairway leading to Doctor Welling's office。 Before Hern's Grocery a bas… ket of apples and a rack filled with new brooms stood on the sidewalk。 Elmer Cowley stopped and stood facing George Willard。 He tried to talk and his arms began to pump up and down。 His face worked spasmodically。 He seemed about to shout。 〃Oh； you go on back；〃 he cried。 〃Don't stay out here with me。 I ain't got anything to tell you。 I don't want to see you at all。〃
For three hours the distracted young merchant wandered through the resident streets of Winesburg blind with anger； brought on by his failure to declare his determination not to be queer。 Bitterly the sense of defeat settled upon him and he wanted to weep。 After the hours of futile sputtering at nothingness that had occupied the afternoon and his failure in the presence of the young reporter； he thought he could see no hope of a future for himself。
And then a new idea dawned for him。 In the dark… ness that surrounded him he began to see a light。 Going to the now darkened store； where Cowley & Son had for over a year waited vainly for trade to come； he crept stealthily in and felt about in a barrel that stood by the stove at the rear。 In the barrel beneath shavings lay a tin box containing Cowley & Son's cash。 Every evening Ebenezer Cowley put the box in the barrel when he closed the store and went upstairs to bed。 〃They wouldn't never think of a careless place like that；〃 he told himself； thinking of robbers。
Elmer took twenty dollars； two ten…dollar bills； from the little roll containing perhaps four hundred dollars； the cash left from the sale of the farm。 Then replacing the box beneath the shavings he went qui… etly out at the front door and walked again in the streets。
The idea that he thought might put an end to all of his unhappiness was very simple。 〃I will get out of here； run away from home；〃 he told himself。 He knew that a local freight train passed through Winesburg at midnight and went on to Cleveland； where it arrived at dawn。 He would steal a ride on the local and when he got to Cleveland would lose himself in the crowds there。 He would get work in some shop and become friends with the other workmen and would be indistinguishable。 Then he could talk and laugh。 He would no longer be queer and would make friends。 Life would begin to have warmth and meaning for him as it had for others。
The tall awkward young man； striding through the streets； laughed at himself because he had been angry and had been half afraid of George Willard。 He decided he would have his talk with the young reporter before he left town； that he would tell him about things； perhaps challenge him； challenge all of Winesburg through him。
Aglow with new confidence Elmer went to the office of the New Willard House and pounded on the door。 A sleep…eyed boy slept on a cot in the office。 He received no salary but was fed at the hotel table and bore with pride the title of 〃night clerk。〃 Before the boy Elmer was bold； insistent。 〃You 'wake him up；〃 he commanded。 〃You tell him to come down by the depot。 I got to see him and I'm going away on the local。 Tell him to dress and come on down。 I ain't got much time。〃
The midnight local had finished its work in Wines… burg and the trainsmen were coupling cars； swing… ing lanterns and preparing to resume their flight east。 George Willard； rubbing his eyes and again wearing the new overcoat； ran down to the station platform afire with curiosity。 〃Well； here I am。 What do you want？ You've got something to tell me； eh？〃 he said。
Elmer tried to explain。 He wet his lips with his tongue and looked at the train that had begun to groan and get under way。 〃Well； you see；〃 he began； and then lost control of his tongue。 〃I'll be washed and ironed。 I'll be washed and ironed and starched；〃 he muttered half incoherently。
Elmer Cowley danced with fury beside the groan… ing train in the darkness on the station platform。 Lights leaped into the air and bobbed up and down before his eyes。 Taking the two ten…dollar bills from his pocket he thrust them into George Willard's hand。 〃Take them；〃 he cried。 〃I don't want them。 Give them to father。 I stole them。〃 With a snarl of rage he turned and his long arms began to flay the air。 Like one struggling for release from hands that held him he struck out； hitting George Willard blow after blow on the breast； the neck； the mouth。 The young reporter rolled over on the platform half un… conscious； stunned by the terrific force of the blows。 Springing aboard the passing train and running over the tops of cars； Elmer sprang down to a flat car and lying on his face looked back； trying to see the fallen man in the darkness。 Pride surged up in him。 〃I showed him；〃 he cried。 〃I guess I showed him。 I ain't so queer。 I guess I showed him I ain't so queer。〃
THE UNTOLD LIE
RAY PEARSON and Hal Winters were farm hands em… ployed on a farm three miles north of Winesburg。 On Saturday afternoons they came into town and wandered about through the streets with other fel… lows from the country。
Ray was a quiet； rather nervous man of perhaps fifty with a brown beard and shoulders rounded by too much and too hard labor。 In his nature he was as unlike Hal Winters as two men can be unlike。
Ray was an altogether serious man and had a little sharp…featured wife who had also a sharp voice。 The two； with half a dozen thin…legged children； lived in a tumble…down frame house beside a creek at the back end of the Wills farm where Ray was employed。
Hal Winters； his fellow employee； was a young fellow。 He was not of the Ned Winters family； who were very respectable people in Winesburg； but was one of the three sons of the old man called Wind… peter Winters who had a sawmill near Unionville； six miles away； and who was looked upon by every… one in Winesburg as a confirmed old reprobate。
People from the part of Northern Ohio in which Winesburg lies will remember old Windpeter by his unusual and tragic death。 He got drunk one evening in town and started to drive home to Unionville along the railroad tracks。 Henry Brattenburg； the butcher； who lived out that way； stopped him at the edge of the town and told him he was sure to meet the down train but Windpeter slashed at him with his whip and drove on。 When the train struck and killed him and his two horses a farmer and his wife who were driving home along a nearby road saw the accident。 They said that old Windpeter stood up on the seat of his wagon； raving and swearing at the onrushing locomotive； and that he fairly screamed with delight when the team； maddened by his inces… sant slashing at them； rushed straight ahead to cer… tain death。 Boys like young George Willard and Seth Richmond will remember the incident quite vividly because； although everyone in our town said that the old man would go straight to hell and that the community was better off without him； they had a secret conviction that he knew what he was doing and admired his foolish courage。 Most boys have seasons of wishing they could die gloriously instead of just being grocery clerks and going on with th