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soon to commence with girls invited from all over the Seattle area and I thought, “What a hell of a Christmas duty! What a hell of a Christmas!” I became mad at Spurlin’s friend “for being so chicken.” I even got mad at Spurlin himself, momentarily, for being so inconsiderate as to crash his plane practically on Christmas Eve!

But I fought with myself in vain. Maybe there is a Christmas Spirit —for something seemed gradually to calm my rebellious spirit as we click-clocked southward over the rails. Some spirit out of the blue seemed to take “Red” Spurlin’s side — and take it quite well. Before long I was admitting that this spirit, “the other fellow,” did have a point here and there. I had to concede that this was going to be a terrible Christmas for the Spurlin family down in Texas. This was a fatal concession on my part and a firm foothold, never to be given up, was established by “the other fellow.”

I could feel that he was grinning as he pressed his advantage (can God grin? maybe so). When the walls of my resistance crumbled, they came down with a crash, giving light to some new conclusions and setting me a different course to

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