MIDDLETON’S HILL
“‘WANT TO GO DOWN, ONCE? I’LL TAKE YOU’”
MIDDLETON’S HILL
“‘CLEAR THE TRACK’”
ALL night those new and cherished acquisitions, your copper toed boots, had served patient sentry-duty beside your peaceful couch, now wistfully to wonder why their lord and master did not awaken and see what had happened.
The rising-bell summoned you, but you only protested, blind, and snuggled for another snooze.