It's the very devil that you and he

Ride, ride together, forever ride."

J. K. Stephen.

UP THE SPOUT

I.

HI! Just you drop that! Stop, I say!

Shirk work, think slink off, twist friend's wrist?

Where that spined sand's lined band's the bay—

Lined blind with true sea's blue, as due—

Promising—not to pay?