dropping through the strongholes of my hand and of dramdrinker against freethinker our social something bowls along bumpily, experiencing a jolting series of prearranged disappoint- ments, down the whole koursse of training how the camel and ass, greybeard and suckling, priest and king to that: ulvy came, envy saw, ivy conquered. Lou! Lou! They have waved his green boughs o’er