Daisy's Necklace And What Came of It

biographical sort of way, a well-meaning, but somewhat vain young gentleman, who, having flirted desperately with the Magazines, tak

iciently unfinished. In drawing the character of Barescythe, the point of my quill may have pierced a friend; and if you ask, like Ludovico, "What shall be said of thee?" I shall answer, like Othello, "Why, anything: An honorable murderer, if you will; For nought I did in hate, but all in honor." The only audacious thing I have done is the writing of this preface. If there is anything more stupid than a "pref