quot;Oo; t;I al. It  I boozed. I fornicated. I committed any sin t suddenly appealed to me. I am loato confess it but I  is all curdled in my mind, it errible.quot;

    tapped er. For a feion, tringy neck covered o palm in an attitude of prayer. traig and tremulous and old.

    quot;It  it ; ;And  I started my science.quot;

    Leos mout;ell none of ting any younger,quot;  doailed old Romeo!quot;

    quot; ; the boy asked.

    t;Peace,quot; he answered.

    quot;;

    quot;It is o explain scientifically, Son,quot; ;I guess tion is t s finally  got tangled up toget. Peace. A queer and beautiful blankness. It land and ternoon. All evening I just stayed t is o me.quot;

    treetcar . ttees before t outside. t silently over ts. Leos clock icking on the wall.

    quot;It is ten carefully. I meditated on love and reasoned it out. I realized  time. And ;

    t moutly open and  answer.

    quot;A ; t;it science, o go by, take t dangerous and sacred experience in Gods eart correct, Son?quot;

    quot;Yea; tly.

    quot;tart at t t is so miserable? Do you know ;

    t. le little shake and his green eyes gazed down unblinking and grave.

    quot;Son, do you know ;

    t small and listening and still. Slowly he old man leaned closer and whispered:

    quot;A tree. A rock. A cloud.quot;

    It ill raining outside in treet: a mild, gray, endless rain. tle ble and t a Leo, ttle paper boy.

    quot;tland,quot; ;At time my scienc