Word: vagabonder
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...romantic movement. The mystic images, the gloomy flight from the world, the day of freedom of fancy was over. Today at 12 o'clock in Sever 6 Professor Silz will impart to those who desire it a more perfect conception of the splendid longings of the Romanticists than the Vagabond can hope to convey...
...convince 'em, if you can, that the reign of good Queen Anne was culture's palmiest day," challenged Gilbert, and the Vagabond took up the gauntlet. It was first in the grotto at Twickenham that he sought the substance of culture, but a high-pitched voice reciting from a rapt bevy of matrons...
discouraged him. Turning to a coffeehouse, he was near to joining a sober looking man drinking a dish of chocolate, but a brawl suddenly broke out, and the sober looking man joined in to rescue a poor drunken wretch whom Sobersides addressed as "Dear Dick." The Vagabond bethought himself of Dean Swift, and would have visited that worthy, but his attire was so disarranged by a jar of slops flung from an upper window that he betook himself instead to Vauxhall, and rested in a quiet corner of the garden, seeing but unseen. This morning he will ascertain the views...
...Vagabond was sitting quietly last evening staring into the crackling hickory fire which drove the fall chill from his chimney corner, and thinking how the barbarian shriek of fire-engines would soon dispel the peace of his chambers under Memorial's clock. Suddenly there came a knocking from the depths, rap, rap, rap, thrice it came, and the distant corner of the room, illuminated only by the firelight, glowed with a greenish phosphorescence. Startled, the Vagabond discerned a figure standing there, limned in the faint, emerald light. Its coat was of gabardine, its trousers of flannel, from its eyes came...
...Vagabond settled back and addressed a volume of the Catalogue, open to the list of officers, which he had been using; "'Quo Chium pretio cadum mercemur, tacos,'" he said. The leaf fluttered in the breeze, as if in assent...