Capitolo 57
To whine for Help.
[The illustration: A Man]
When the Men returned where his/her Wife was standing with his/her Hand on her
Heart, he brought that the He-gossip would have been found on top of the
Grape of grape-pergola.
MORAL: _Any one who hopes to do anything in the Liberation Line would do better to go
further that the Next Door._
_THE_ FABLE _OF THE_ AUTORE THAT IT WAS _FOR_ SPIACENTE WHAT HE MADE _TO_ WILLIE
An Author is sat to his/her Desk that tries to collaborate together him and
you grind out Some Old Thing that could be converted in Breakfast Food. It
it was his out of day, however. Its Brain felt as if some had played a
Bad Makeup on him and it replaced a Side-order of Cauliflower. All him
you/he/she could do it was to tilt above against his/her Desk and to make of marks and Piffle his
You calculate away. Among Scribbles he wrote some Verses around, "When Willie
Come to say her/it good night." It was a Sad Effort. He almost did him/it as Salty
as a Song of Mother and he/she filled him/it with Dad and Mother and the you Tap of
Foot child. He used Love-light and the evening Prayer and the
Heart-sequences and the other venerable Stuff. He had to commit
Infanticide to constitute him/it That it has the easy weeping enough the last Room. The author
written only to Get back to him and to see this Stuff as Untidy him
you/he/she could be. Him not agreements to Stamp him/it, because he was not a Seller of
Death-beds, and he tightened him to make some violent Assault on the
Sensibility. Then he launched the Inactive Product in the Waste-basket and
he/she wondered if him pits biginning to lose his/her Mind. With that Poem in his
Correct hand that he would have been able to walk in Bloomingdale and no Questions
Asked.
While he was still Supporting On and you/he/she was Tangling for an Equitable Beginning to his
The Job in the daytime, A Friend entered and sat on the edge of the Desk, and you/he/she said
him to go to straighten before and not to pay Attention.
Seeing the Paper Creased in the Basket the friend that was,