Americus times-recorder. [volume] (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, 1923-11-07
XIX (eontinued)

a marked individuality Of style,
snd-ah-your apparent delight in
slang!" Her voice was quite even,
although her eyes had glowed and
spsrkled and melted at his poetic
phantasma of her past las what
woman's would not?). Il find
rather painful effort to be- what
do you call it? highbrow?-in some
Of your writer's"
"The youngsters. went through
that phase. We all do. hut we
emerge l mean, Of course, when
we have anything to express.
Metaphysical yerbosity is friend,
ly refuge. But as a rule years and
hard knocks drive US to directness
OF expression. But poets
must begin Young. And New York
is not exactly a hot,bed OF ro-
nance"
do you think that romance is
impossible in New York;" she ask
ed i7resistibly.
"I-oh-well, what is romance?
OF course, It is quite possible to
fall in love in New although
anything but the ideal setting But
romance"
Surely the sense of mystery be
tween a man and woman irresisti-
bly, attracted may be as provoca-
tive in a great city as in a feudal
castle surrounded by an ancient
forest--or on one OF my Dolomite
lakes. Is ii not that which consti-
tutes romance - the breathless
rembIing on the verge of the I'M
explored-that isolates two human
beings as automatically am pick
ing up your vocabulary-as if they
were alone on a star in space? Is
it not possible, TO dream here in
New York land surely dreams
play their part in romance" Ser
flngertips. moving delIcately on the
surface of her lap, had curious
suggestion of playing with fire.
"One needs leisure for dreams"
He stood up suddenly and leaned
against the mantelpiece. The at
mosphere had become electric. "A
good thing, too. as far as some of
us are concerned. The last thing
for a columnist to indulge in is
dreams. Fine hash he'd have for
his readers next morning."
do you mean to say that none
of You clever young men fell in
lover"
Every day in the week, some OF
them They even marry and tell
fatlsous yarns aboGg their babies.
No doubt some Of then have even
gloonaed through bries r ,1iods of
unreciprocated passion, 2ut they
don't look very romSntic to me-"
Romance is impossible without
imagination. should think. Aching
for what you cannot have or falling
in love reciprocally with a Charm
ing girl is hardly romance. That is
a gift-like the spark that goes to
the making Of Art"
Are you romantic?' he asked
harshly. You look as if born to
inspire romance-dreams
beautiful statue or painting-but
mysterious as you make yourself
and, believe, are in essence-I
should never have associated you
with the romantic temperament.
Your eyes-as they too often are
oh, mol"
1T is true that have never had
romance
'You married-and very young.
"Oh, what is young iove The
urge of the race. A blaze that ends.
in babies or ashes. Romance!"
You have-other men have
loved you"
European men-the type my lot.
WAS cast with-may be romantic
in their extreme youth have
never been attracted by men I'M
that stage OF development, so /
may only suppose-but when a
man has learned to adjust passion
TO technique there is not much TO.
nance left in him"
"Are you waiting for your ro-
nance, then? Have you come to
this more primitive civilization to
find it?" .
she raised her head and looked
him full in the eyes. mo, did not
believe in the possibility then"
May | have high-ball?"
Certainly"
He took his drink on the other
side of the room. It was several
minutes before he returned to the
hearth. Then he asked without
looking at her: How do you ey-
pect to find romance II you --4t