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"Yes, I am," replied the deceitful editor. "Very much burned, in fact. I've been er I've been playing golf with a friend down in Cimmeria." "I envy you," I observed, with an inward chuckle. "You wouldn't if you knew the links," replied Boswell, sadly. "They're awfully hard. I don't know any harder course than the Cimmerian." And then I became conscious of a mistrustful gaze fastened upon me.
But I never thought any city would be crazy enough to make the government take out a license for them." "Never heard of a beast named Cerberus, I suppose?" said Boswell. "Yes, I have," I answered. "He guards the gates to the infernal regions." "Well he's the bone of contention," said Boswell. "You see, about ten years ago the people of Cimmeria got rather tired of the condition of their streets.
No place this side of Cimmeria had deeper shadows. Not even the underground stall of the neighbor's cow, which showed a gloomy window on the garden, gave quite the chill. It was only on the brightest days that the child dared to rummage in this box. The top of it was high and it was blind fumbling unless he stood upon a chair.
It is well that our Ganymede should pass away from heaven into temporary eclipse; it is well that before being exposed to the rude gaze of the world he should moult his rainbow plumage in the Cimmeria of the Rajas. Here we shall see him again, a blinking ignis fatuus in a dark land "so shines a good deed in a naughty world" thinks the Foreign Office. No.
"Whatever the reason, however, the fact remains that Cimmeria is a well-governed city, and, what is more, it isn't afraid to assert its rights even as against old Apollyon himself." "It's safe enough for a corporation," said I. "Much safer for a corporation which has no soul, than for an individual who has. You can't torture a city " "Oh, can't you!" laughed Boswell. "Humph.
These journals were suppressed, but the next day a set of new papers were started to promulgate the same theories as to individual rights. The province of Cimmeria declared itself independent of the throne, and set up in the business of government for itself.
What delightful anticipations are there in the idea of a visit to the Alexandrian library, now suitably housed on the south side of Apollyon Square, Cimmeria, in a building that would drive the trustees of the Boston Public Library into envious despair, even though living Bacchantes are found daily improving their minds in the recesses of its commodious alcoves!
The Romans considered it the entrance to Cimmeria; it was sung in German myths as the Berner Klause, the majestic gateway from their inclement clime into the land of the stranger, that warm, bright land for the luxurious and orderly life of which their hearts were ever yearning.
It used to catch fire every other night, and, finally, to protect their houses, the people rose up en masse and ripped it all to pieces. "This necessitated a third new pavement, of Belgian blocks, to pay for which the already overburdened city of Cimmeria had to issue bonds to an enormous amount, all of which necessitated an increase of taxes.
The posting of the Five Armies this Winter Five of them in Germany, not counting the Russians, who have vanished to Cimmeria over the horizon, for their months of rest is something wonderful, and strikes the picturesque imagination. Such a Chain of Posts, for length, if for nothing else!
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