Americus times-recorder. [volume] (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, 1923-12-08
XVIII (contInveol


Younger Generation. I'm going t
compare our postwar product will
all that is known Of young peopl,
and their manifestations straigh
back to the Stone Age. rye mad,
q specially of the subject Wit
has helped me a lot In research
D'you think he's gone Off"
Gone OFT Certainly not Ev
cry columnist in town had some.
thing to say about that last install.
msnt Of his novel. Best thing he's
ever done, and that's saying all.
hes strong as an OF. too. Why
In heavens name should he 20
OFT" %
Wen. baby's teething and wonY
lot any one else hold her when
she gets a fretting spell He's
W tOt tdlely.
ClaVering burst Into a loud de-.
lighted laugh He had forgotten
his personal affairs com pletely az
DC always did when talking to this
remarkable little paradox "Gadl
That's good! And his public Wis.
ualiEes him as a sort of BuddBa.
brooding cross-legged in hts II.
brary. receiving direct advice from
the god of fiction. But
wouldn't have you otherwise The
nineteenth century bluestockiuR
with twentieth century trimmings.
-. What now?"
Rolio Landers Todd. the Poet
OF Manhattan" had stalked IN
with q trussian helmet on his
head. his gtrth draped In a rich
blue shawl embroidered and firing.
ed With white. a bitter frown on
his iovtal round face; and In bis
hand long rod with a large blue
bow on the metal point designed
10 shut refractory windows. Helen
vane Baker. a contribution from
Society to the art Of fiction. with
flowing hair and arrayed in a long
nightgowu over her dress fortu
nately white. was assisted to the
top OF the bookcase on the west
wall Henry Church. a famous.
satirist, muf1ed in a fur cloak, a
small black silk handkerchief
pinned about his F'lively face,
stumped heavily intoIthe room. fell
In heap on the floor against the
opposite wall, and in a magnificent
bass growled out the resentment OF
Urtrud. while rising but mol yet
nrosilient pianist. with long
blonde wig from Miss Dwights
property chest, threw his head
back. shook his hands, adjusted a
cigarette In the corner of his
mouth. and banged out the pre-
Jude to Lohengrin with amazing
variations. Elsa. with her profile
against the wall and her hands
folded across her breast, sang what
OF Elsa's prayer she could remem.
Der and with 40 apparent effort
!mprovised the rest Lohengrin
Pranced up and down the room
barking out German phonetics Che
Gid not know a word OF the Ian.
guage, but his accent was as Teu.
tonic as his heImet), demanding
vengeance ana threatening ami.
'ilation. He brandished his pole
IN the face Of Ortrud, stamping
snd roaring, then bending his
Gnees waddled across the room
End prodded Elsa, who WINGED per.
;eptibly but continued to mingle
Ler light soprano with the rolling
tass Of Mr.. Church and the vocif.
grations of the poet Finally, at
the staccato command of Mr..
"oad's hoarsening voice. she top.
rled over into his arms and they
both fell on ortrud. The non.
sense was over.
No~ohe applauded more sponta-
ueously than Madame Zattlany'
a7d she even drank a cocktail. BY
this time every one in the room
had been introduced to her and
she was chatting as II she hadn't
2 care in the world. AS far as
Glavering could see. she had every
intention of making a Sophisticate
night 81 1t.
The pianist, after a brief inter
val fog recuperation, played with
deatening vehemence and then
with excruciating sweetness. Once
more cocktails were passed, and
then there was a charade by Todd.
Snzan FORBES and the handsome
young English sculptress, which
Madame Zattiany followed with
puzzled interest; and was so de-
lighted with herself for guessing
the word before the climax that
she clspped her hands and laugh,
ed like5a child.
More. music, more cocktails, a
brief iinpromptu play full of witty
nonsense, caricaturing several OF
The distinguished company. whose
Al appreciation was somewhat dubi-
,us. ana Dwight led the way
DOWN 70 supper. Clavering watch
"a Madame Zattiany go out with