across it was toward evening that one arrived at the schoolhouse and strolled idly about the war this neighborhood at the scene rolling their white eyeballs and showing grinning rows of stupendous brass buttons and their hair generally queued in the country as a partridge ripe and melting and rosycheeked as one of uncommon brightness would stream across his mind for it was altogether such an apparition as is seldom to be discovered (C) 2026 Shane Cooper follow links in the poem, or start new path...