James Whitcomb Riley in prose and picture . 1 How pbasant the journey down the old dusty-lane. IP. *\ f> <- F* runaway is left to the reader. At thetime he was in the midst of the conflictbetween his own desire not to read lawand his fathers desire that he should. Heleft an open Blackstone when he desertedthe law office for the drum at the tail endof the minstrel wagon. It is undoubtedly true that Riley en-joyed the life with these traveling musi-cians. He was with them one he says he staid with the band ** untilall the county fairs were over. Then hefound himself in a strange
James Whitcomb Riley in prose and picture . 1 How pbasant the journey down the old dusty-lane. IP. *\ f> <- F* runaway is left to the reader. At thetime he was in the midst of the conflictbetween his own desire not to read lawand his fathers desire that he should. Heleft an open Blackstone when he desertedthe law office for the drum at the tail endof the minstrel wagon. It is undoubtedly true that Riley en-joyed the life with these traveling musi-cians. He was with them one he says he staid with the band ** untilall the county fairs were over. Then hefound himself in a strange state amongstrangers and he thought it would be fineto pay a flying visit home. But hecouldnt fly. He managed to accomplish the returnhome and soon afterwards another op-portunity for a roving life was presented,this being connected with the sign paint-ing industry. Of his own ability in thisart Riley has said, referring to himself inthe third person. ** He couli paint a sign—or a house —or a tin roof—if some one else would fur- iK
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