The turning point in my life.

rapidly.on the ganlge: for when this job was done, there was no other for him. Leaving the g'araO'e at quitting time Edcar walked to the tool b b' b . I shed to put away his tools. In front of him, just at the SIde of t ie door, lay two new saws. He could sell them for quite a sum. No one knew that they really belonged to Mr. Bell. Edgar reacl!ed for the two saws. The teeth on the saws grinned and sneered at hI111,beckoning him on. Edgar turned away, ashamed. .' I-Ie sauntered out into the fresh air. The Bells' palatial mansion towered over him; and he shuddered at the thought that he had drawn himself so far away from his usual good judgment .. The stars were coming out when he got home that night ; Ruth was waiting for him at the door. Edgar's pulse raced wh~n he heard her words. The well was dry. Gael had surely forsaken him, . . He would have to go to Mexia for five gallons of dnnl~lI1g water, and water cost money, twenty cents a quart; there was I!~tle l1l~ll1ey,but Edgar would get the water somehow. People can't live WIthout water. He would get the water tomorrow. . . That night Edgar did not sleep much. Tossing and turl1lng, he VIsualIzed the ranch as it had been when he was a boy. He saw the cotton pickers with their long sacks, pulling the precious, little, fuzzy ball from the plant. He thought of Ruth and decided she could get along better without him; he was going to go away and try to start anew