There's times,
Celestina," added the man solemnly, "when I really believe I've got
stuff inside me that's worth while if only I knew what to do with it."
"Pshaw! Ain't you usin' what's inside you all the time to help the
folks of this town out of their troubles? I'd like to know how they'd
get along if it warn't fur you. Ain't you doctorin' an' fixin' up
things for the whole of Cape Cod from one end to the other, day in and
day out? I call that amountin' to somethin' in the world if you don't."
Willie paused thoughtfully.
"I do do quite a batch of tinkerin', that's true," admitted he,
brightening, "an' I'm right down glad to do it, too. Don't think I
ain't. Still, I can't help knowin' there's better ways to go at it
than blunderin' along as I have to, an' sometimes I can't help wishin'
I knew what the right way is. There must be folks that know how to do
in half the time what I do by makeshift an' fussin'. Sometimes it
seems a pity there never was anybody to steer me into findin' out the
kind of things I've always wanted to know.
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