James Whitcomb Riley in prose and picture . r\. r r \^ „?> ^ h p ^ cares, but it is doubtful if she neglectedJims buttons. Whether Riley was or was not a de-votee of the swimming hole is an imma-terial matter. He caught the spirit of itat least. Greenfield now relates this old-time conversation with the idea of show-ing that Riley had more than the aver-age boys abandon in matters of dress. It would have been disconcerting \othe father if he had known his sons am-bitions. Instead of longing for legal fameJim wanted to be a baker. That was hisfirst feverish ambition. u That seemed to my chil
James Whitcomb Riley in prose and picture . r\. r r \^ „?> ^ h p ^ cares, but it is doubtful if she neglectedJims buttons. Whether Riley was or was not a de-votee of the swimming hole is an imma-terial matter. He caught the spirit of itat least. Greenfield now relates this old-time conversation with the idea of show-ing that Riley had more than the aver-age boys abandon in matters of dress. It would have been disconcerting \othe father if he had known his sons am-bitions. Instead of longing for legal fameJim wanted to be a baker. That was hisfirst feverish ambition. u That seemed to my childish mind tobe the acme of delight/ he said on oneoccasion, ** to be able to manufacture thosesnowy loaves of bread, those delicioustarts, those toothsome bonbons. Andthen to own them all, to keep them in astore, to watch over them and carefullyexhibit them. The thought of obtainingmoney from the sale of them was a sac-rilege to me. Sell them? No them; eat them by the tray load anddray load. It was a great wonder withme why the
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