try roads and in search of adventure visited many farmhouses.His excuse for these calls was that he was looking for old furniture and china,and he frequently remained long enough to make sketches of such objects as he pretended had struck his artistic fancy.Of these adventures he wrote at great length to his mother and father,and the letters were usually profusely decorated with illustrations of the most striking incidents of the various escapades.Several of these Swarthmore experiences he used afterward in short stories,and both the letters and sketches he sent to his parents at the time he regarded in the light of preparation for his future work.In his studies he was perhaps less successful than he had been at the Episcopal Academy,and although he played football and took part in the track sports he was really but little interested in either.There were half-holidays on Wednesdays and Saturdays,and when my brother did not come to town I went to Swarthmore and we spent the afternoons in first cooking our lunch in a hospitable woods and then playing some games in the open that Richard had devised.But as I recall these outings they were not very joyous occasions,as Richard was extremely unhappy over his failures at school and greatly depressed about the prospects for the future.

He finished the college year at Swarthmore,but so unhappy had he been there that there was no thought in his mind or in that of his parents of his returning.At that time my uncle,H.

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