A LONELY WANDERER 187 



crowds down and every moving object passes quickly 

 from view. A few steady strokes and the lonely 

 wanderer was lost in the low, moving clouds. He 

 may have been tempted by the brightness of the 

 moonUght to cross the city, where feeble lights 

 reached helplessly upward in the great glow. Such 

 an apparition tempts a long vigil, but the bright and 

 steady effulgence that passed the zenith and followed 

 the lead of Mars and Saturn toward the west was 

 not again animated by a passing migrant. 



