apology in writing, which was accepted, though not acknowledged. And an order was issued that a policemen who thereafter interfered with any voice crying in the wilderness should be dismissed from the department.
LVI
As a boy, thirty years ago, I used to observe,
with a boy's interest, the little bob-tailed street cars
that went teetering and tinkling, at intervals of
half an hour, out a long street that ran within a
block of my home. I watched the cars intently, and
so intently that the impressions of their various
colors, sounds and smells have remained with me
to this day, speaking, in a way, of the conditions
of a small American city of that time, and affording
a means by which to measure that progress in material
efficiency which is so often mistaken for progress
in speculative thought.
It may have been that my interest was intensified by the fact that down in Urbana Street cars were unknown, though they were not unimagined, since we used to see them when we went to Cincinnati, and I could then, and I can still, recall, though time has softened the poignancy of that hour, the pain of parting with a certain noble horse which my father sold to a man of dark and hateful aspect, and of the morsel of comfort I derived from the stipulation, invalid enough to be sure, my father made with the dealer, that the horse was not to be put to street car service. That, by my father, and
