I regret announce that this Sunday's story has been delayed by estate sales. Having grown up near Chartwell, I picked out the first because the web announced showed prints by Churchill's grandaughter, Edwina Sandys, and a good-looking Wellington Chest. Both were still available but the former turned out to be uninteresting; the latter, more than a thousand dollars. As is often the case at these events, I thoroughly enjoyed reconstructing the lives of those who once owned the stuff, and imagining who had gathered up the paraffin lamp that once adorned British roadworks, who read Heine in German, how they came to have so many paintings of the Caribbean, what had been said as the photograph of the U.S. Winston Churchill Foundation Board Members was being taken. I bought some steel band music, crabbing waterproofs, a stereo receiver, a new wallet, a copy of the Times from 1928, Terry Jones on the Crusades, "Men at Arms" and "A Handful of Dust" on cassette tape. E found boots and a dress. The view from the home was unobstructed, all the way down the valley to our West. The next house was "registered historic" (which means that they get a tax deduction and have to open the home once a year). Though the building was worth a quick look, the stuff was uninteresting and was probably brought in by someone trying to make tat seem valuable. The third sale, however, was the most fun. As we arrived someone announced that everything under $200 was seventy percent off. I had trouble taking this information in because the view, to the east, was unobstructed: St. Helen's on the left, Hood straight ahead, all of downtown visible. Who were these people? Ex-R.A.F., founder of a ladies finishing school that became a fashion institute. I reasoned that the ties might be worth a look. In a poky closet upstairs I found one from Saville Row, one from the Burlington Arcade, Liberty's...Italian ties...one handmade and without a label... "How much are these?" "They would be thirty cents each." E. gathered up a French handbag. I tried on a camel jacket...perfect fit...found a book about the Queen's jewelry (for a friend who calls herself a "queen fan")..., Oscar Wilde's complete works... At the checkout the total came to nine dollars and some, a score, by any measure. I regret not buying the paraffin lamp, but I don't know why. David Ritchie, Portland, Oregon------------------------------------------------------------------ To change your Lit-Ideas settings (subscribe/unsub, vacation on/off, digest on/off), visit www.andreas.com/faq-lit-ideas.html