sexuality, but think only the scum of mankind could be guilty. Impossible in the case of a high-minded intellectual!
"Here's Plum. Plumkin, you look as if you had lost your last friend!"
The 23-year Mollie Coddle sobbed: "Everything looks dark. Two days ago I was fired. I have hardly slept a wink since. I have hope for the future only in the grave. Some bigot denounced me to the boss. He called me into his private office. As this had never happened before, I guessed the reason"
Plum outlined his conference. I have listened to several similar confessions. The following is a composite. ********** Plum: "I confess to being a woman-man and throw myself upon your mercy."
Fairsea: "That confession is sufficient, and proves you an undesirable person to have around!"
Plum: "It will be hard to find a new job, since I have been with you for five years and must depend on your recommendation."
Fairsea: "Knowing your nature, Plum, I could not recommend you even to shovel coal into a furnace!"
Plum: "But you have steadily advanced me for five years! Why should to-day's discovery make any difference in your opinion of my business ability?"
Fairsea with a sneer: "An invert ought to leave brain work for others! He ought to exhaust himself on a farm from sunrise to sunset so that the psychic movings would be next to non-existent. He should pass his life in the back woods; not in a city. He has no
