LITERATURE 
FAIRY ISLAND TIMES 
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tt She was sitting there on the beach, 
moonlight,, I crept up on her* sprung 
her slim white body gleaming in the 
forward and grabbed her by the 
neck# She fought wildly but soon was making passionate bites on my 
thigh# Mien I had had my way with her , I threw her roughly from me 
and she staggled dazedly down the beach# M 
M How I Became God” by F«C* Sibley ( L*N*Huber 
comment on this typical Horatio Alger tale* His 
unfinished as he was struck by a bolt ofHHMNdy 
noted critic , offered 
remarks remained 
