'As a child [...] [Charles Shaw] [...] accepted without much complaint that at the age of seven he should abandon his games and go to work. Then, about a year later, while enjoying a brief moment of leisure [...] he came across another boy reading a book: "[...] the sight of this youth reading at his own free will, forced upon my mind a sense of painful contrast between his position and mine [...] I went back to my mould-running and hot stove with my first anguish in my heart."'