They are much alive
For they use their fists when they ought to use their pen.'
"How do you like this one, Papa?"
"Just about the same. And who has sung about the Middle Lot?" asked the father.
"The Lower Wooders and we together; they too had to have a song, but the shortest, as it ought to be. It runs so:
"'And they of Middle Lot
They all together plot
That they are striving zealously for peace,
But with quarrelling they never cease.'
"And how do you like that, Papa?"