In the Sweet Dry and Dry

ne of the great marble pillars in the lobby of the building, a gleaming object (looking very much like a four-inch shrapnel shell) was found by a vigilant patrolman.

, so his examination was purely theoretical; but it was plain that the leading component of this hellish mixture had been nothing less than g

councilmen refused to go home, and even assisted in the search for possible bombs. Secret service men were called from Washington, and went into consultation with Bishop Chuff. It was a nig

e cause of threatened civilization. The

esign, filled with the deadliest gingredients, was found in the corridor leading to the bureau of marriage licenses in the City Hall. There must have been something more than accident in its discovery just in this spot. Men of thoughtful temper

and a great quantity of empty bottles in the cellar, no clue was found. Apparently, however, the vanished ginarchist (for so Chuff call

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nd processes of the same in so far as they contravene the Con

hich have connected them with one another and to assume among the powers of the earth the sobriety to which the laws of pessimism en

s destructive of these ends, it is the right of the Pan-Antis to abolish it. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that beverages long established should not be abolished for light and transient causes. But when it is evident that Nature herself

parently innocent fruits and plants that are susceptible, by the unlawful processes of fermentation and effervescence, of transformation into alcoholic liquid. Science tells us that this abomi

ing permitted the juice of apples to ferment into cider, having encouraged seditious effervescence on the part of gooseberries, currants

d; and any citizen of the United States having commerce with Nature, or giving her aid and comfort or encourageme

ts and foliage showing themselves capable of producing effervescent juices or liquids in which bubbles and gases rise to the top be, and hereby are, confiscated, eradicated

ave no quarrel with Nature as a whole. But there is a certain misguided clique, the dandelions and gooseberries and other irresponsible plants, which must be humiliated. We do not presume to suggest to Nature any alteration or modification of her necessary institutions. But

territory of the enemy, lay waste and ravage all dandelions, gooseberries and other unlawful plants. Until this is accomplished Nature shall be and hereby is declared a barred zone, in which civilians

s, pointing out that this was a matter that would take some time, advanced the theory that large tracts of open country should be shielded from the sun's rays by vast tents or awnings. Bishop Chuff, with his customary perspicacity, made it plain that one of the chief causes of temptation was hot weather, which causes immoderate thirst. In order to lessen the amount of thirst in the population he suggested that it might be feasible to shift the axis of the earth, so that the climate of the United States would become perceptib

per man he was able to get a passport to go into the country, on the pretext of observing the movements of the troops of the Pan-Antis, who were vigorously attacking the dandelion

ed with great motor ambulances rumbling in from the suburbs, carrying the wilted remains of berries and fruits which had been dug up by the furious legions of Chuff. These were hasti

eft the cash register and crossed the pavement eagerly. Every eye in the restaurant was turned upon the glittering limousine, whose panels of dove-throat gray shone w

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re. Her chassis was admirable; she was upholstered in a sports suit of fawn-colored whipcord; and her sherry-brown eyes were unmodified by any dimmin

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ace, just now a trifle sunburnt, was fixed resolutely upon the vehicles ahead. On the rim of the big steering wheel

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loon had printed concerning the activities of the Chuffs, and wondered if he were being kidnap

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remember that Mr. Quimbleton's card gave his name

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an that be? Why

I'm a Pan-Pro. Those poems I have written for him were merely a form of camouflage. Besides, they were so absu

e city limits. These saluted respectfully on seeing the Bishop's daughter, bu

ies were being picked off by expert marksmen. The dusty highway was stained with ghastly rivulets and dribbles of scarlet juices. At a crossroads they came upon a group of chuffs who had shown themselves to be conscientious objectors: these were being escorted to an internment camp where they would be horribly punished by confinement to lecture rooms with Chautauqua lecturers. War is always cruel, and even non-combatants did n

on a sandy soil. The fragrant breath of sun-warmed balsam came down about them, and Miss Ch

itor, with pardonable curiosity, as

he parade the other day. I managed to get him smuggled out of the city in the same ambulance that carried Father's horse. The horse was d