"A Word to the Fore: The antics which have been drawn together in this book are huddled here for mutual protection like sheep. If they had half a wit apiece each would bound off in many directions to unsimplify the target. These continue to be wondrous times when every man tries to find a formula for keeping the stranger's fingers from his throat. The simple expedient of holding hands will someday occur to a couple of people who will forever be forgotten. We need to read and to think and to study the faces of our friends...a peaceful pursuit. But, in the light of our trial bombs bursting in air and the flash of the practice red rockets' glittering glare, the study of peace is a blinky business. This collection of strips reflects the skulking state of mind of one startled student. - W. K."