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too, passing and repassing under the august eye, 

 until you might have thought that the earth was 

 a heaven-bound ship, and our little Front the 

 bridge of It, crowded with sky-pilots. An ob- 

 server from another world, who knew not our 

 civilisation, might well have imagined them to 

 have been under the sway of some irresistible 

 instinct; and perhaps they were. Or had he been 

 scientific, he would have made a note somewhat 

 to this effect, 'Human Migrations. Movements 

 of the clergy. Curates attracted by archbishops. 

 Query: Does the attraction reside In his face, his 

 hat, his gait, or his gaiters? Is Its nature spiritual 

 or temporal, psychopathic or radio-telegraphic? 

 Mem.: Procure an archbishop for vivisection and 

 subsequent dissection.' 



Visitors are here to-day and gone to-morrow. 

 They are not; and suddenly they are. Besides 

 that great permanency the sea they flit like 

 butterflies. Men say along the beach : 'Aye ! 

 They hain't here, an' they hain't coming, I tell 

 thee; not like they have a-done. They've got 

 they there motors to play about wl', an' more 

 o'em's going further west, to Cornwall. 'TIsn't 

 like 't used to be, an' It never will be again. I've 

 a-seed it this time o' year when they was mazed 



