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This historic book may have numerous typos or missing text. Not indexed. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1897. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... Euterpe. And you were still unsuccessful? Urania. Entirely so. The provoking creatures constructed what they called a weather bureau and foretold what we were going to do. And every morning they would publish our programme for the day. So the people dug cyclone cellars, and when they heard there was an area of very low barometer off they would go to their holes like so many prairie dogs. All. How low! Urania. When I saw how they had outwitted us I broke down completely. And Father Jupiter patted me on the head and said: "There, there, Urania, don't cry." And he gave me power to do whatever seems best. Now the question is, what is best? Terpsichore. Yesterday I lingered for a moment near the old site of one of our founts of inspiration and overheard two young men discourse of some dancing maidens. They spoke lightly of them, and one remarked that they were daisies. All. ( Wonderingly.) Daisies? Polyhymnia. Devoutly.) This is the work and pleasure of the gods, who transform maidens into the flowers of the field for their protection or their punishment. Terpsichore. The other youth averred that he had seen these maidens dancing and--though I cannot grasp his meaning--he declared with enthusiasm that they were out of sight. All. Astonished.) Out of sight? Melpomene. Puzzled.) Now, and he had not the wondrous gift of the gods, how could he see them and they were out of sight? The Muses shake their heads and are lost in perplexity and astonishment.) Thalia. That was strange indeed. I also had an experience. For as Euterpe and I one day not long since drew near the two bands of iron and steel with which the mortals have encircled the earth, we met a company of players plodding wearily along. And one of them said to a comrade: "Old man, we're not in it!" All. Not ...
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