Volume II, no. 6 (Autumn)
in which are contained an exegesis of the Canadian flag, poems by Michael Larson, Monika Cooper, Daniel Janeiro, and Amos Johannes Hunt, and three letters of Irving Washington, epic poet, from which an excerpt is reproduced below:
In the intervening days, I was the guest of the fat man and his family, with whom I had quickly established a rapport, and about whom so much was curious and delightful that a long letter could easily be taken up entirely with a wondering description of them—but that would little befit my purpose here, which as I have already said is to write nothing that may not somehow honor or be of service to you in your lately contracted union. But what the devil—you may ask—why then this bothersome narrative at all? And well you ask. But it is not for me now to say why the Western Wind blows the dead leaves in its melancholy, hopeful way, whirling, tossing and drawing them on in a puppeteer’s parade through Forest City; nor what the blithe carp dream as they rush under the old bridge where I sit now watching; and neither is it mine to say what seeds of benefit and benediction may some day put forth their high, triumphant blossomings along the present lines. I only cut the ground as the stars guide me, and let what may fall.