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     Other words, the bear would dance eight cent!s worth. After the performance 
     
     the man and the bear did a waltz, which the man said would be "on the house. 
     
    

    
     He then announced that, for five cents, the bear would climb a nearby 
     
     telephone line pole. I ran home and managed to shake two pennies out of my 
     
     piggy bank. Clarence Frizzell also dashed home and came back with two . 
     
     pennies. Dan MacPhee shook out his pockets and discovered a penny that he'd 
     
     missed in the Srevious search. | 
     
    

    
     The bear climbed the pole, and the man now told us that, for five cents 
     
     more, we could watch him come down. Naive we undoubtedly were, but it was — 
     
     quite obvious, even to us, that the bear couldn't stay up there indefinite- 
     
     ly, so we just stood wround and waited. The man dropped the price to four 
     
     cents; to three; to two, but at this point the bear came down without 
     
     awaiting orders. 
     
    

    
     For a long moment, the man stood there looking us over and shaking his. 
     
     head very Slowly. Then, without more ado, he and the bear resumed their 
     
     journey westward -- hoping, no doubt, to find a somewhat more affluent 
     
     audience. | 
     
    

    
     Other wanderers, most of them apparently homeless, roamed the country 
     
     highways with no obvlous purpose other than an urge to be on the move. 
     
    

    
     Two of these come to mind: Old Wary, and- Peter Iney. Both must have been 
     
     in their early seventies; both were markedly eccentric; both were given to 
     
     making cryptic 9bservations that were popularly assumed to be of some 
     
     Significance, but which no one was ever actually able to interpret. Peter 
     
     was a snall, stooped man with a stubby, grizzled beard; - and bore a 
     
     ‘Striking resemblance to General U.S.Grant of American Civil War mention. 
     
     He traveled in some degree of style, seated on the front panel of a blue 
     
     dump cart drawn by a white horse of indeterminate age that he called Neb -- 
     
     short for Nebuchadnezzar. His range was middle and western Queen's County 
     
    
   
   
    
     where he followed a definite route with regular stops for sleeping quarters