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The girls along the road would wave to him. He would wave back with a lordly gesture. “How you gal this evening?” he would inquire. “Got anything for a poor boy?” His laughter started the echoes going in the pine woods.
When away from Pauline his hands were always ready to go down into his pockets and bring out nickles to treat the girls with. 'Call for what you want, sweetheart, and I buy um for you.” This was when he stood in front of the showcase in the Seaside store, pulling on his cheroot with three or four plump Negro women around him. One woman would point to a mass of sticky chocolate candy and indicate that she wanted some of that. “Give the lady what she call for - what-what ever she-she like,” he would say to the storekeeper. Edward often stuttered when he was excited or embarrassed.
A few years after Edward and [Pauline?] had settled on their own place, a retired army major hired Edward as a caretaker for his estate. Pauline gave her consent because the caretaker's job did not use up all of Edward's time. He could still work in his own field. Edward was delighted, for soon the army man started to bring down friends to his Etiwan estate - doctors, lawyers and college professors. The major got Edward to take them fishing. The Negro lived for the