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"
The
man
's
knapsack
lay
beside
the
couch
,
and
I
examined
the
contents
.
His
name
was
written
upon
a
tab
within
it
--
Maple
White
,
Lake
Avenue
,
Detroit
,
Michigan
.
It
is
a
name
to
which
I
am
prepared
always
to
lift
my
hat
.
It
is
not
too
much
to
say
that
it
will
rank
level
with
my
own
when
the
final
credit
of
this
business
comes
to
be
apportioned
.
"
From
the
contents
of
the
knapsack
it
was
evident
that
this
man
had
been
an
artist
and
poet
in
search
of
effects
.
There
were
scraps
of
verse
.
I
do
not
profess
to
be
a
judge
of
such
things
,
but
they
appeared
to
me
to
be
singularly
wanting
in
merit
.
There
were
also
some
rather
commonplace
pictures
of
river
scenery
,
a
paint-box
,
a
box
of
colored
chalks
,
some
brushes
,
that
curved
bone
which
lies
upon
my
inkstand
,
a
volume
of
Baxter
's
'
Moths
and
Butterflies
,
'
a
cheap
revolver
,
and
a
few
cartridges
.
Of
personal
equipment
he
either
had
none
or
he
had
lost
it
in
his
journey
.
Such
were
the
total
effects
of
this
strange
American
Bohemian
.
"
I
was
turning
away
from
him
when
I
observed
that
something
projected
from
the
front
of
his
ragged
jacket
.
It
was
this
sketch-book
,
which
was
as
dilapidated
then
as
you
see
it
now
.
Indeed
,
I
can
assure
you
that
a
first
folio
of
Shakespeare
could
not
be
treated
with
greater
reverence
than
this
relic
has
been
since
it
came
into
my
possession
.
I
hand
it
to
you
now
,
and
I
ask
you
to
take
it
page
by
page
and
to
examine
the
contents
.
"
He
helped
himself
to
a
cigar
and
leaned
back
with
a
fiercely
critical
pair
of
eyes
,
taking
note
of
the
effect
which
this
document
would
produce
.
I
had
opened
the
volume
with
some
expectation
of
a
revelation
,
though
of
what
nature
I
could
not
imagine
.
The
first
page
was
disappointing
,
however
,
as
it
contained
nothing
but
the
picture
of
a
very
fat
man
in
a
pea-jacket
,
with
the
legend
,
"
Jimmy
Colver
on
the
Mail-boat
,
"
written
beneath
it
.
There
followed
several
pages
which
were
filled
with
small
sketches
of
Indians
and
their
ways
.
Then
came
a
picture
of
a
cheerful
and
corpulent
ecclesiastic
in
a
shovel
hat
,
sitting
opposite
a
very
thin
European
,
and
the
inscription
:
"
Lunch
with
Fra
Cristofero
at
Rosario
.
"
Studies
of
women
and
babies
accounted
for
several
more
pages
,
and
then
there
was
an
unbroken
series
of
animal
drawings
with
such
explanations
as
"
Manatee
upon
Sandbank
,
"
"
Turtles
and
Their
Eggs
,
"
"
Black
Ajouti
under
a
Miriti
Palm
"
--
the
matter
disclosing
some
sort
of
pig-like
animal
;
and
finally
came
a
double
page
of
studies
of
long-snouted
and
very
unpleasant
saurians
.
I
could
make
nothing
of
it
,
and
said
so
to
the
Professor
.
"
Surely
these
are
only
crocodiles
?
"
"
Alligators
!
Alligators
!
There
is
hardly
such
a
thing
as
a
true
crocodile
in
South
America
.
The
distinction
between
them
--
--
"
"
I
meant
that
I
could
see
nothing
unusual
--
nothing
to
justify
what
you
have
said
.
"
