"Relay Heights" June 8, 1912






_Behold the child, by Nature's kindly law, Pleased with a rattle,
tickled with a straw; Some livelier plaything gives his youth delight,
A little louder, but as empty quite; Scarfs, garters, gold, amuse his
riper stage, And beads and prayer-books are the toys of age; Pleased
with this bauble still, as that before; Till tired he sleeps, and
life's poor play is o'er._

"AN ESSAY ON MAN"--_Pope._





PROEM

There was a man.

And it happened--as such things often so happen--that this man went
back into his days that were gone. Again and again and again he went
back. Even as every man, even as you and I, so this man went back into
his Yesterdays.

Then--why then there was a woman.