ABSTRACT
Googi was learning about life from lithographs. The vivid, hysterical figures in the three-sheets had become his patron saints. Still vivid in his mind was the first motion picture he had seen, although nearly three years had passed. In his own mind the rescue of the flaxen-haired Susie, in the “Great Train Robbery,” was inextricably linked with his own rescue from poverty and death. That picture had taught him to have hope and his faith had borne the luscious fruits of soft living. For the years following his discovery of his new game, “rolling the lush,” had been the fattest and most interesting of his life. He was out of the amateur class and enjoyed the life of an expert.
