Word: vag
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...vast commercial machine, muses the Vagabond, as he lolls against a post. Each one intent only on getting to his or her job on time so that, when the man at the top of the heap pushes the button, all the units can awake into smooth action simultaneously. Vag watches them as he fumbles in the caverns of his reversible for a pipe. Then the shiny, long, important train pokes its headlight around the curve and eyes the station platform for a moment. Slowly, deliberately, it chooses one of the center tracks, shoulders aside a local, and cases its hard...
...someone's secretary. She looks fresh and eager, with her saucy had and sleek fur coat. He watches her face as it searches the crowd anxiously. The expression is too good to miss. After all, this is a foreign city to her. Then she spies him, and Vag smiles a really happy smile. It has been a long, exam-filled week, but now at long last she stands there in front of him. Smoke swirls around them...
They eat toast and tea together in the big, noisy grill at the station--as enjoyable a morning meal as Vag has partaken of in many a moon. She is in one of her most charming moods, chatting gaily about people and occurrences at home which are very interesting and amusing. As she talks Vag looks at her closely. Can this be the little girl he used to go to Sunday School with? And blush with at dancing class? Surety this isn't the same little wretch whose--yes, whose bloomers used to droop so sadly years...
...quick to notice that some of those glorious trees are now drunkenly askew, propped up like so many old ladies. Strangers are inclined to see only the starched bosom of Widener. And she misses the ugly excavations while dreaming over the calculated simplicity of Memorial Church. Then Vag introduces her to his Yardling friends, Goo-Goo the pigeon and Grumpy the squirrel. They accept her, so she "belongs." Vag is pleased at their approval. But when Goo-Goo makes it plain that he must get back to the missus atop Boylston, Vag and she amble down to the House...
...thinks Vag; this started out to be a pleasant day-dream, but now... well, either I will have to take a course in Meteorology or stop soaring, and that's final...