Let's see what you make of it."
Average Jones straightened in his chair.
"Latin!" he said. "And an ad, by the look of it. Can our blind
friend, J. Alden Honeywell, have taken to the public prints?"
"Hardly, I think. This is from the Classical Weekly, a Baltimore
publication of small and select patronage."
"Hm. Looks ra-a-a-ather alluring," commented Average Jones with a
prolonged drawl. "Better than the Rosicrucian fakery, anyhow."
He bent over the clipping, studying these words.
L. Livius M. F. Praenestinus, quodlibet in negotium non inhonestum
qui victum meream locare ve lim. Litteratus sum; scriptum facere
bene scio. Stipendia multa emeritus, scientiarum belli, prasertim
muniendi, sum peritus. Hac de re pro me spondebit M. Agrippa.
Latine tantum solo. Siquis me velit convenire, quovis die mane
adesto in publicis hortis urbis Baltimorianae ad signum apri.
"Can you make it out?" asked Bertram.
"Hm-m-m. Well--the general sense. Livius seems to yearn in modern
print for any honest employment, but especially scrapping of the
ancient variety or secretarying.
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