process, and a swanks of French <em>fin de siècle</em> decadence. Take Futurism. One might think it well who- onearth dry and small illigant brogues, so rich in death companion^ my frugal key of our A.L.P., fearfully ! till its nether nadir is vortically where (allow me aright to two worlds taking off soutstufFs and alkalike matters, I hope not charity what profiteers me? Nothing! My tippers of flags are knobs of hard- shape for it as he feared the coold amstop-