Abstract
WHEN I WAS graduated from high school at the ripe old age of seventeen, I was an educated man. On the practical side, I could repair an electric iron so it would work perfectly, and I could even climb an electric line pole and connect a wire without getting killed. On the literary side, I had written and delivered a valedictory address at my high school graduation exercises, more than half of which was in poetry. From then on, it was only necessary to collect the fruits of this education.
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