Going to Xanadu

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 10
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1978
Type Text
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Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
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Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
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Title Going to Xanadu
Description I found myself looking up at the stars with my arm out- stretched In a strange, dramatic way. I turned away a little, pulled it down, and said quickly, "We'll make a good Xanadu somewhere, Violet, but not here." He were getting too close to her house. I had to rest my case with strength. "I've never told you this," I began, "because I thought it was kind of private. But if we're going to go placed together I guess we can't keep things too private." She looked at me expectantly. I knew I had just cnaybe even--spiritual--knowledge. "A long time ago, when I was maybe twelve, I was helping with the hay in a field near the railroad tracks. The train came along, and I watched it. I thought to myself, someday I'm going to get out of here. And suddenly a warm flush came over me and I knew it was good. And so I want to go to a place as wild and wonderful as Xanadu, and for me it will be good!" We were at her gate, and I didn't want to let her walk up the path and leave me there alone. I paused at the gate faint howl of a train's whistle. "Listen," I whispered excitedly, "Listen! A train!" I could see Violet peering into the night, as if squinting would help her hear. "It's saying we should go!" My voice quivered in her ear. "Oh Robert," she sighed, and brushed past me and through the door. I didn't see Violet all day Saturday, and so I was anxious for night to come. On Saturdays Mr. Olsen let me bring one guest free to the theatre, and since Violet worked there too I couldn't ask her. My little sister Agnes loved the movies and always begged to go free on Saturday night. I never wanted her to because of the way she messed up things for Violet and me. Agnes always stayed through all the showings and tagged along while I walked Violet home. If I told Mother I was flirting. I don't know'how Agnes knew all that at ten, but in any case, it caused a lot of embarrassment for me. On this Saturday, as on every other, Agnes begged and pleaded until my mother could take no more, and she made me promise to let Agnes come along. Just moments before time to go to the theatre, Violet knocked at our door. I answered, -52-
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Identifier 066_Going to Xanadu.jpg
Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol. 10
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-23
Date Modified 2005-02-23
ID 323652
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