... the rim of my hat, and there walking toward me, in the baby-blue and pink of the bright dawn(but a big way off), came a straggling line of naked niggers, headed by the It-god,Itself. the sounds ... then went down the scale an octave, hitting every note in the middle, and giving the effect of onedamned soul meeting another out ineternity and yelling for pure joy and malice. The finish was ... Eden -by- the- Sea.Well, after that I took the flask that had the slip of skin in it, unscrewed the top,pulled the rubber cork, and fished the skinout, with a salvage hook that I made by unbending...