SUNDAY, OCTOBER 28, 1923
"It is of course the duty of all good
economists and kind persons to prove
and proclaim continually to the poor
as well as to the rich that respect for
the dead is not really shown by laying
great stone on them to tell us where
they are laid; but by remembering
where they are laid without a stone
to help us." (John Ruskin.)
"How funny, how disgusting life is:
You meet some one, do no end of fool-
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order to belong to him, and the day
comes when you don't know one an-
other. Each takes his turn."
-(Georges de Porto-Riche)
from "Francoise' Luck.
"It is a popular error to imagine
that Man's misfortunes are the result
of his impiety and iniquity. On the '
contrary, his wickedness is the con-
sequence of his misfortunes."-Giaco-
mo Leopardi, from "History of the Hu-
man Race." j

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LOVE-A TRIOLOGY
"Other people are, as a rule, so immaterial to us that, when we have
intruste to any one of them the- power to cause so much suffering or un-
happiness to ourselves, that person seems at once to belong to a different
-terse, * s1rrounded with: poetry, makes of our lives a vast expanse,
quick with sensation, on which that persop and ourselves are ever, more
or less in contact."

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clothes have been-claned i
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We like to see your pleasant 'sik
When YOUshp* onMa S4 wevlres
And saunter down the street in style,
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When you 'send tus your -suit to dean,
Or if you have a garment dyed,
You'll nd us even more than keen,
T&-haw-youpeased gndatisfied.
Your address-number, name and stree
ent in to us by telephone,
Will solve the task of dressign neat,
And give your looks a different tone.
So try us once-you'll like us ots,
For when we've cleaned and pressed
You'll find the pesky greasy spots
As scarce as flies as picture shows.
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He does not look at her nor sniff at her
No, not even sniff at her, his nose is blank.
-- Born to walk alone,
it Forerunner,
Now suddenly distracted into this mazy sidetrack
This awkward, harrowing pursuit,
This trim necessity from within.
-after your I
y r Does she know.
x As she moves eternally, slswly-away?
Or Is he driven against her with a bang, like a bird fying
in.the dark against a window,
All knowledgeless?
The awful concussion,
And the stil snore awful need to pursue, to follow, follow
continue,
Driven after aeens-of pristine,,fore-god-like singleness and
oneness,
At the end of some mysterious, red-hot Iron
Driven from himself into her tracks -
_ _F edcoeit ersh against iser.
-From "Tortoises," by D. Lawrence.
"The 'Love of woman' has always about it something tragic and
catastrophic. It means the- plunging of one's hands into frozen snow or
burning fire. It means the crossing of perilous glades in tropic jungles. It
means the sowing of the whirlwind' on the edge of the avalanche and the
hunting of the mirage in the desert. The ecstacy brought by it is too
,-blinding to serve as an illumination for our days' and for all the tremulous
sweetness of its approach it leaves behind it the poison of disillusion and
the scars of rancour and remorse."
-From "Suspended Judgments," by John Cowper Powys.
PUPPY "LOVE'S OLD SWEET SONG"
"Indeed, the story is very very old, and old it was when Methuseleh was
teething. There is no older and more common story anywhere. As the se-
quel, it would be heroic to tell you this boy's life was ruined. But I do not
your clothes think it was. Instead, he had learned all of a sudden that which at twenty-
one is heady knowledge. That was the hour which taught him sorrow and
rage, too, for a redemption. Oh, it was armour that hour brought him,
and humour to use it, because no woman now could hurt him very seriously.
No, never anymore!" -From "Jurgen," by James Branch Cabell.
LIVER-Just a moment. Id h e EPITHELIOMA
-Just a moment. . If death, my dear sir. were like one of those
strange loathsome insects you sometimes find walking up your coat sleeve
.here you are going along the sidewalk . . . a man comes up to
you all of a sudden-stops you, and then, cautiously, holding out two fingers
of his hand, says to you-"Beg pardon,-may I?" . . . and with those
two fingers he skips the insect cff! . . .Ah! . . . That would be fine!
. . But death isn't like one of those loathsome insects. Many people
SOUTH walk by you, but no one notices anything. No. . . Now, I, my dear sir,-
look! . . . See this spot under my moustache-Pretty violet color, isn't it?
FOURTH . , . Do you know what they call that? . . . A pretty name!--like a
AVENUE verse from a poem-E-pi-the-li-o-ma! . , . Epithelioma. . . . Say it
yourself and you'll notice how nice it sounds!-Epithelioma! . . . But
death-you understand-death! . . . Death has passed my way and put
this flower in my mouth-'A souvenir, my dear sir! Keep it-no charge!
I'll be back this way a month hence!' . . . (He laughs. A pause) .
Do something for me tomorrow morning, wlen you get home-will you?
Well-the first tuft of grass you notice on the roadside-just count
S STAY the blades for me! The number of those blades of grass will be the number
of the days I have to live! . . . (A, pause) . . . Choose a good sized
clump, if you please, eh? . . . (he laughs). . . Well, good-night! . .
good-night!..
tfItIIlttItIlllhifIlieF -From "The Man with the Flower in His Mouth," by Lugi Pirandello.

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