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With runners of the Winesburg team on bases； Joe Welling became as one inspired。 Before they knew what had come over them； the base runners were watching the man； edging off the bases； advancing； retreating； held as by an invisible cord。 The players of the opposing team also watched Joe。 They were fascinated。 For a moment they watched and then； as though to break a spell that hung over them； they began hurling the ball wildly about； and amid a se… ries of fierce animal…like cries from the coach； the runners of the Winesburg team scampered home。
Joe Welling's love affair set the town of Winesburg on edge。 When it began everyone whispered and shook his head。 When people tried to laugh； the laughter was forced and unnatural。 Joe fell in love with Sarah King； a lean； sad…looking woman who lived with her father and brother in a brick house that stood opposite the gate leading to the Wines… burg Cemetery。
The two Kings； Edward the father； and Tom the son； were not popular in Winesburg。 They were called proud and dangerous。 They had come to Winesburg from some place in the South and ran a cider mill on the Trunion Pike。 Tom King was re… ported to have killed a man before he came to Winesburg。 He was twenty…seven years old and rode about town on a grey pony。 Also he had a long yellow mustache that dropped down over his teeth； and always carried a heavy； wicked…looking walking stick in his hand。 Once he killed a dog with the stick。 The dog belonged to Win Pawsey； the shoe merchant； and stood on the sidewalk wagging its tail。 Tom King killed it with one blow。 He was ar… rested and paid a fine of ten dollars。
Old Edward King was small of stature and when he passed people in the street laughed a queer un… mirthful laugh。 When he laughed he scratched his left elbow with his right hand。 The sleeve of his coat was almost worn through from the habit。 As he walked along the street； looking nervously about and laughing； he seemed more dangerous than his silent； fierce…looking son。
When Sarah King began walking out in the eve… ning with Joe Welling； people shook their heads in alarm。 She was tall and pale and had dark rings under her eyes。 The couple looked ridiculous to… gether。 Under the trees they walked and Joe talked。 His passionate eager protestations of love； heard coming out of the darkness by the cemetery wall； or from the deep shadows of the trees on the hill that ran up to the Fair Grounds from Waterworks Pond； were repeated in the stores。 Men stood by the bar in the New Willard House laughing and talking of Joe's courtship。 After the laughter came the silence。 The Winesburg baseball team； under his manage… ment； was winning game after game； and the town had begun to respect him。 Sensing a tragedy； they waited； laughing nervously。
Late on a Saturday afternoon the meeting between Joe Welling and the two Kings； the anticipation of which had set the town on edge； took place in Joe Welling's room in the New Willard House。 George Willard was a witness to the meeting。 It came about in this way：
When the young reporter went to his room after the evening meal he saw Tom King and his father sitting in the half darkness in Joe's room。 The son had the heavy walking stick in his hand and sat near the door。 Old Edward King walked nervously about； scratching his left elbow with his right hand。 The hallways were empty and silent。
George Willard went to his own room and sat down at his desk。 He tried to write but his hand trembled so that he could not hold the pen。 He also walked nervously up and down。 Like the rest of the town of Winesburg he was perplexed and knew not what to do。
It was seven…thirty and fast growing dark when Joe Welling came along the station platform toward the New Willard House。 In his arms he held a bun… dle of weeds and grasses。 In spite of the terror that made his body shake； George Willard was amused at the sight of the small spry figure holding the grasses and half running along the platform。
Shaking with fright and anxiety； the young re… porter lurked in the hallway outside the door of the room in which Joe Welling talked to the two Kings。 There had been an oath； the nervous giggle of old Edward King； and then silence。 Now the voice of Joe Welling； sharp and clear； broke forth。 George Willard began to laugh。 He understood。 As he had swept all men before him； so now Joe Welling was carrying the two men in the room off their feet with a tidal wave of words。 The listener in the hall walked up and down； lost in amazement。
Inside the room Joe Welling had paid no attention to the grumbled threat of Tom King。 Absorbed in an idea he closed the door and； lighting a lamp； spread the handful of weeds and grasses upon the floor。 〃I've got something here；〃 he announced sol… emnly。 〃I was going to tell George Willard about it； let him make a piece out of it for the paper。 I'm glad you're here。 I wish Sarah were here also。 I've been going to come to your house and tell you of some of my ideas。 They're interesting。 Sarah wouldn't let me。 She said we'd quarrel。 That's foolish。〃
Running up and down before the two perplexed men； Joe Welling began to explain。 〃Don't you make a mistake now；〃 he cried。 〃This is something big。〃 His voice was shrill with excitement。 〃You just fol… low me； you'll be interested。 I know you will。 Sup… pose thissuppose all of the wheat； the corn； the oats； the peas； the potatoes； were all by some mira… cle swept away。 Now here we are； you see； in this county。 There is a high fence built all around us。 We'll suppose that。 No one can get over the fence and all the fruits of the earth are destroyed； nothing left but these wild things； these grasses。 Would we be done for？ I ask you that。 Would we be done for？〃 Again Tom King growled and for a moment there was silence in the room。 Then again Joe plunged into the exposition of his idea。 〃Things would go hard for a time。 I admit that。 I've got to admit that。 No getting around it。 We'd be hard put to it。 More than one fat stomach would cave in。 But they couldn't down us。 I should say not。〃
Tom King laughed good naturedly and the shiv… ery； nervous laugh of Edward King rang through the house。 Joe Welling hurried on。 〃We'd begin； you see； to breed up new vegetables and fruits。 Soon we'd regain all we had lost。 Mind； I don't say the new things would be the same as the old。 They wouldn't。 Maybe they'd be better； maybe not so good。 That's interesting； eh？ You can think about that。 It starts your mind working； now don't it？〃
In the room there was silence and then again old Edward King laughed nervously。 〃Say； I wish Sarah was here；〃 cried Joe Welling。 〃Let's go up to your house。 I want to tell her of this。〃
There was a scraping of chairs in the room。 It was then that George Willard retreated to his own room。 Leaning out at the window he saw Joe Welling going along the street with the two Kings。 Tom King was forced to take extraordinary long strides to keep pace with the little man。 As he strode along； he leaned over； listeningabsorbed； fascinated。 Joe Welling again talked excitedly。 〃Take milkweed now；〃 he cried。 〃A lot might be done with milk… weed； eh？ I