Far and away the most inflated, quaint, and hokey of the Louie stories to date. Now, looking for a father (on page one, just like that), he passes various unprepossessing people (a gallery of Keats' street-types), notes that others are preoccupied, then comes upon a music box dropped by a junk truck. The scruffy, red-bearded junkman turns on him, chases him (a familiar Keats scene--dark, menacing figure filling the page), goes home with him, berates his mother--whereupon the music box begins to play better than before, the junkman presents it to Louie bows to his mother. . . and two pages later, Louie has a new father. Hooey in high colors.