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 What a noble soul of Otaka! His image is unforgettable and ever looms before my eyes.”

I was awakened from my dream by my friend at my right when he suddenly asked me why I kept such a silence to-night. I thanked the President and fellow-workers for the pleasure of the banquet; but what I really meant was that I was glad to be undisturbed even for awhile, in following my sweet dream.

The party soon broke up. I bade good-night to my friend, who vanished into the cold wind and darkness in the street.

“This is certainly a prosaic life we are leading,” I exclaimed. Rh