Bartlett repeatedly asked if anyone had ever seen the bodies of the “Little Men” supposedly being put into crates at Roswell.
Inside the store three Little Men were ironing, ironing away on boards covered with sheets, and jabbering in a strange language.
You are embalmed in the thoughts and loves of thousands of Little Men and women.
About the cave a hundred Little Men, smaller than he, were busy in a hundred ways.
And he repeated this every time the Little Men were mentioned.
And what these big men know in their big way, hundreds of Little Men know in their little way.
I know his fame and character, and I am one of "the sons of Little Men."
When Little Men was announced, fifty thousand copies were ordered in advance of its publication!
The Little Men were flying about to keep the sleepy ones awake.
The Little Men chattered and yelled, argued and disputed with each other, but did not advance.