Vistas Chapter 1 Third Level English Core - Vistas Chapter 1 Third Level

I got to wishing that you were right. Then I got to believing you were right. And, Charley, it’s true; I found the third level! I’ve been here two weeks, and right now, down the street at the Daly’s, someone is playing a piano, and they’re all out on the front porch singing ‘Seeing Nelly Home.’ And I’m invited over for lemonade. Come on back, Charley and Louisa. Keep looking till you find the third level! It’s worth it, believe me!

(a) Why did Charley’s friend want to start the hay, feed and grain business at the place where he had gone?
(i) He didn’t like his business.
(ii) He was looking to earn extra money.
(iii) He wanted an escape from the fears and frustrations of modern life.
(iv) He had an unhappy married life.

(b) _______said the above words?

(c) What was the name of Charley’s psychiatrist friend?

(d) Did the “third level’ really exist?

That night, among my oldest first-day covers, I found one that shouldn’t have been there. But there it was. It was there because someone had mailed it to my grandfather at his home in Galesburg; that’s what the address on the envelope said. And it had been there since July 18, 1894 — the postmark showed that — yet I didn’t remember it at all. The stamp was a six-cent, dull brown, with a picture of President Garfield. Naturally, when the envelope came to Granddad in the mail, it went right into his collection and stayed there — till I took it out and opened it.

The clerk figured the fare — he glanced at my fancy hatband, but he figured the fare — and I had enough for two coach tickets, one way. But when I counted out the money and looked up, the clerk was staring at me. He nodded at the bills. ‘‘That ain’t money, mister,’’ he said, ‘‘and if you’re trying to skin me, you won’t get very far,’’ and he glanced at the cash drawer beside him. Of course the money was old-style bills, half again as big as the money we use nowadays, and different-looking. I turned away and got out fast. There’s nothing nice about jail, even in 1894.

And then I knew.

He wore a derby hat, a black four-button suit with tiny lapels, and he had a big, black, handlebar mustache. Then I looked around and saw that everyone in the station was dressed like eighteen-ninetysomething; I never saw so many beards, sideburns and fancy mustaches in my life. A woman walked in through the train gate; she wore a dress with leg-of-mutton sleeves and skirts to the top of her highbuttoned shoes. Back of her, out on the tracks, I caught a glimpse of a locomotive, a very small Currier & Ives locomotive with a funnel-shaped stack. And then I knew.

(a) What does eighteen-nineteen something mean here?

(b) What had ‘I’ not seen in abundance in his life before?
(i) Beards
(ii) Moustaches
(iii) sideburns
(iv) all of the above

(c) What does leg-of-mutton sleeves’ stand for?
(i) Sleeves that look like mutton legs
(ii) Sleeves that are tight on the upper arm
(iii) Sleeves loose and full on the upper arm, and close-fitting on the fore-arm
(iv) Sleeves that are loosely hanging on the arm

(d) _____ genre does the story explore?