Published by Good Press, 2019

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       FOREWORD

       PREFACE

       POLICE!!!

       THE THIRD EYE

       "Climbing about among the mangroves above the water"

       "To see him feed made me sick."

       "'Kemper!' I shouted.... 'He is one of them! Knock him flat with your riflestock!'"

       THE IMMORTAL

       I

       "'Say, listen, Bo—I mean, Prof. I've got the goods.'"

       II

       "He played on his concertina ... on the chance that the music might lure a cave-girl down the hill."

       "Moving warily and gracefully amid the great coquina slabs."

       "I collapsed into the arms of the nicest looking one."

       THE LADIES OF THE LAKE

       I

       II

       "The heavy artillery was evidently frightened."

       "Somebody had swooned in his arms, too."

       III

       "'If you keep me up this tree and starve me to death it will be murder.'"

       "Then a horrible thing occurred."

       ONE OVER

       I

       III

       IV

       "I felt so sorry for her that I kissed her."

       V

       "Out of the mud rose five or six dozen mammoths ."

       "Dr. Delmour used up every film in the camera to record the scientific triumph of the ages."

       "'Everybody has put one over on me!' I shrieked."

       UN PEU D'AMOUR

       "Miss Blythe had carried to her father a large bucket of lettuce leaves."

       "'Don't let it bite!' cried the girl. 'Be careful, Mr. Smith!'"

       "Kicked over the bucket of salad, and began to dance with rage."

       "'It's a worm!' shrieked Blythe."

       THE EGGS OF THE SILVER MOON

       "'Which way do you usually go home?' I asked."

       "'This little caterpillar ... is certain to find those leaves.'"

FOREWORD

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      Give me no gold nor palaces

       Nor quarts of gems in chalices

       Nor mention me in Who is Who

       I'd rather roam abroad with you

       Investigating sky and land,

       Volcanoes, lakes, and glacial sand

       I'd rather climb with all my legs

       To find a nest of speckled eggs,

       Or watch the spotted spider spin

       Or see a serpent shed its skin!

       Give me no star-and-garter blue!

       I'd rather roam around with you.

      Flatten me not with flattery!

       Walk with me to the Battery,

       And see in glassy tanks the seals,

       The sturgeons, flounders, smelt and eels

       Disport themselves in ichthyic curves—

       And when it gets upon our nerves

       Then, while our wabbling taxi honks

       I'll tell you all about the Bronx,

       Where captive wild things mope and stare

       Through grills of steel that bar each lair