Why this stillness at Appomattox ? It seems an awfully long time since I watched a bananafish gulping his last in my cruel net. Don't tell me the claw of the sea puss has been at work. This morning, I go down to the station to be mug shot for my old-age travel pass. All this in preparation for the great congress in Davy's on Wednesday the thirtieth. I shouldn't want to go through all this humiliation for nothing. Where IS everybody ? Scottie B.