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By Jack Joseph Smith

sworn away to dreams as she seemed, A real believer in what a servant of design might be to the new islands, If he had hesitation about the manner of his appointment, it was only to the startle of a different jewels of when he noticed sureidly would be uncaring to blessed phrases pois- ed by administrators to check mistrust simple peo- ple loving being that way with everything. How kind of them, he thought, sort of angry, while realizing truely believing her would mean going to Higher aut- hority. He understood from the intenseness of her, that she would come to a final place in her story where there would be a demand, so naturally at least mildly intrigued her listening. "He is not a piece of straw wound in the haystack, not only is he not a part of anything, but he is al- most a needle searched for but not lost. Unseen sir, but believed in more than the haystack in which he lives." She thought to herself that talking somewhat like her Indian friend would bring nothing absolute; she could not save in an office through poetry. Slowly she became acquainted with the room where she found herself arranging business for the storage of what to her was a mad dream very much in progress. This

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This page keeps the officer inside administrative belief and colonial design while the woman's story forces him toward higher authority, intensity, and the image of an unseen figure believed in more than the haystack around him.

The page contrasts official language with private conviction. The officer thinks through servants of design, administrators, mistrust, and authority, but the woman's intensity shifts him into a stranger register where Animal is not lost so much as invisible inside the structures that surround him. The closing movement into office, poetry, and business keeps that conflict between bureaucracy and dream active.

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The officer weighs the woman's credibility, sensing that believing her would force the matter up to Higher authority, and he is drawn in despite bureaucratic mistrust toward simple people. The woman describes the man as not a piece of straw but almost a needle searched for but not lost, present yet unseen and believed in more than the haystack around him. Knowing poetry alone will not carry her case in an office, she treats the encounter as an ongoing dream she must formally account for.