Parkways and Willows 



clouds first-hand. Perched there in 

 sunshine and in storm, in fixed com- 

 placency complete, it mocks the petty 

 pageant of the passing world, agree- 

 ing perfectly no doubt with Puck 

 "What fools these mortals be!" 



A seedy-looking individual who looks 

 as if life had not been altogether kind 

 is wandering down the gravel walk 

 ahead. His clothes may have appeared 

 very "smart" once upon a time draped 

 on a form in a store priding itself upon 

 handling the goods of say the house 

 of Hochenheimer, but they are not 

 nearly as good-looking now as the suit 

 that pup is wearing. Moreover, I 

 don't believe our friend is specially 

 interested either in the lapping water 

 to which I have recently referred as 

 being worth studying. I spot him as 

 just a human derelict, and seeing that 

 I myself am practically alone here 

 amidst these same grateful surround- 

 ings, far off the beaten track being 

 pursued by nearly all my friends and 

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