Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch
About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.”
The disgusted reader, if he has persevered to the end, tumbles this volume into an out-of-the-way corner, fetches a yawn of intense relief, and mutters, “Good-bye to that self-styled writer, with his Wegotism and his ‘demoralized’ heroes, who are always ‘chuckling’ over their atrocities; and who are a set of noodles, anyway; always quaking with fear, overwhelmed with consternation, or shuddering with horror—and all for nothing.”
Transcriber’s Note:
A large number of printing errors have been corrected without note.
Use of hyphens, e.g. schoolboy/school-boy, is variable.