Pearl Pease had a friend.* She was a Norwegian girl who thought a lot of me. She told me that she would have to sneak out of the house to meet me because her dad ran off fellows that tried to date her. I told her that I had two sisters that I thought a lot of and my folks and I always wanted to know where they were going when they'd leave home and I wasn't going to have her sreaking out of the house. If I was gonna take her out, I'd pick her up at the front door.

When I did that for the first time, I didn't know what to expect. I was wondering what her dad was like and all. When I got there, I saw that he was six foot one inch tall and pretty good sized at that. We talked for a while, but I can't remember what we talked about. I asked her, "Are yoiu ready?" and she said, "Yes", so we left. When I brought her back, I got the feeling she was thinking too much of meso I stopped coming around. Pearl told me that I had no idea how much she loved me.