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Title: A Feast of Demons

Author: William Morrison

Illustrator: Dillon

Release Date: April 16, 2010 [EBook #32010]

Language: English

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A FEAST OF DEMONS

By WILLIAM MORRISON

Illustrated by DILLON

If you want my opinion, old Maxwell should have kept his big
mouth shut ... and then El Greco could not have put Earth in
a frame!

* * * * *

I

That year we were all Romans, and I have to tell you that I look awful
in a toga and short sword, but not nearly as awful as the Greek.

You go to one of the big schools and naturally you turn out for the
Class Reunion. Why not? There's money there, and good fellowship, and
money, and the chance of a business contact that will do you some
good. And money.

Well, I wasn't that fortunate--and you can say that again because it's
the story of my life: I wasn't that fortunate.

I didn't go to Harvard, Princeton or Yale. I didn't even go to
Columbia, U.C.L.A. or the University of Chicago. What I went to was
Old Ugly. Don't lie to me--you never heard of Old Ugly, not even if I
tell you it's Oglethorpe A. & M. There were fifty-eight of us in my
graduating class--that's 1940--and exactly thirty turned up for the
tenth reunion.

[Illustration]

Wouldn't that turn your stomach? Only thirty Old Grads with enough
loyalty and school feeling to show up for that tenth reunion and
parade around in Roman togas and drink themselves silly and renew old
school ties. And, out of that thirty, the ones that we all really
wanted to see for sentimental reasons--I refer to Feinbarg