BLIMP

One likes to think that the CRIMSON BOOKSHELF is rather like a dirigible, which, pumped full of a light and heady Gas that, though adhering to the Laws of the eminent Boyle and the estimable Charles, has, nevertheless, that unfettered property which given materialistic Science--now soi-disant Mistress of all Nature, but once the scullery maid of the great scholastic Doctors, who in their wisdom, their prescience and their closeness to the truths of the human Heart did not denigrate those Books of non-cumulative Knowledge (among which one may number the most precious Jewels in the Diadem of Civilization) but rather cherished most those books with the most Soul--with all her calipers and retorts has to this day been unable to find.