Autry said, “It’s sold out tonight.”The place was laid out in a circular plan with over a hundred gas lights. Red leather seats.Molly pointed, �...�Look! Those curtains are hand-painted.”Autry led us over to a framed document hanging in the lobby. Riles asked, “Katie Putnam?”Autry beamed. Emma strode over to it and began reading in a dramatic fashion, flinging her arms around. Several people turned to look.“When first a Pilgrim to this town I came—A very fresh and tender-footed dame—A Bridge Street. The morning fog had burned off, leaving the shore line opposite in full view. One of her neighbors was in a small skiff, drift fishing; another stood on the shoreline with a line cast in the water. A cool breeze drifted in from the northwest, rippling the water. The crystal sky gave promise of another beautiful day.Suddenly, Morris jumped onto the front porch directly before her, startling Lindsey and making her laugh. "Well, hello there you," she said. "I thought you weren't going to show up. She did give me kind of a funny look, though. Probably thought I’m a pretty busy guy buying five packs at a time.’ As they walked up the street toward the dress shop, Frank took the five small packets out of the sack, crumpled it up and tossed it in a convenient streetside receptacle. Handing Ernest two of the packs, he said, ‘These ought to hold you through the weekend. I’m keeping three for myself. Who knows, I may have to bum some from you before we leave the lake. You owe me two bucks.’. There are some that are pairs and both the same size. There are several that are longer. And one that is really long. I smile and think of Pete making them up for me. I look at the piece I have in my hands. It's fairly long. I sit on the edge of the bed and place my feet close together again. I take the rope and figure out where the halfway point is and place it across my ankles. I start to wrap it around my ankles and then with the last little bit I run it between my ankles, one piece going.