English raconteur T. H. White recalls in the Book of Merlyn a boyhood experience:
"My father made me a wooden castle big enough to get into, and he fixed real pistol barrels beneath its battlements to fire a salute on my birthday, but made me sit in front the first night . . . to receive the salute, and I, believing I wa…
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