After that, I finished the dusty road and was in the crisping waters in no time. Delicious it was to feel them close over my head: instinctively, but this time crowishly, I leaned out into the enwrapping, buoyant element, fell into it, but was upborne. Holding my own with firm control, I yet was carried along joyously, for in it I had lost myself. -- Madeline Savage, "Crow-Magic" in Lucifer, the Light-Bringer Magazine, Jan.-Dec. 1930, p. 289-290. H. Alexander Fussell, Ed.