noon
We were trying to hide our pain from each other when we said good-by . How quickly my uncle turned away and walked toward the sheds ! He came rarely to the village of Canton after that . I was going home at noon one day and while passing a crowd of boys I was shoved rudely into the fence . Turning , I saw Henry Wills and my fist flashed to his face . He fell backward and rising called me a thief and the son of a thief . He had not finished the words when I was upon him .