glassy surface. They eat and drink! So do I. If the sermon allies me to angels and to seraphs, the sandwich allies me to all things furry and feathered and finny. When we were prattlers our nurses used to amuse us with fantastic pictures of lions and storks and ants and dolphins and people all sitting down, cheek by jowl, at the same table. Later on we despised the old print as a furious freak of some farcical fancy. But now we know that it was nothing of the kind. It was a severely accurate delineation