The Washington times., 1934-04-26

SSSNSSSASSSo
times the theme of the book.
every vital, adventurous in
dividual on the face Of the earth
should be in Russia at this mo-
ment, Pippin! You see humanity
in evolution. The most profound
and epoch-making adventure this
race has ever attempted is now
in progress. It doesn't matter
whether they fail or win, the
achievement remains. For one
incredible moment great masses
of humanity have seen the star:
the flicker of light through the
forest dark. The whole world
must be better for this magnifi-
cent even if futile experiment"
Gregg closed the book, pulled
another from his pocket. Then
he looked at Pippin with a
boyish grin, reached over and
snapped his fingers at the beau
tiful jade beads she was wear
ing. Here's a living gift! And
remember that I brought you
Jeffers when others brought you
'jade!"
Gregg opened the book. His
eyes flashed blue fire at Pip
pins. He had a deep, powerful
voice. He now read the hun
dred passages he had marked
in Robinson Jeffers' "Thurso's
Landing"
"You mark my words, Pippin,
there isn't a man living who de-
scribes scenery as Jeffers does.
No one can make pictures and
crystalline character as this
man. Listen to this-'She had
a wasteful, gallant spirit -
doesn't that give you the girls
whole past and present in a
phrase? And this a road
less forest full Of cries and
ignorance Nowhere will you
read finer lines than these:
"'Our nature is rather igno-
BILE in its quiet times; mean in
its pleasures.
'Slavish in the mass: but at
stricken moments it can shine
terribly against the dark mag
nificence of things"
When he saw Pippin's eyes
darken to violet and her mouth
grow rich with dreams. Gregg
closed the book.
"You can have it over the
weekend. I don't get date
this Saturday either, do II"
"1've had a date for months,
Gregg"
"Okay-let'S take a walk"
They went up the hill and sat
against a tree. Gregg was in a
blithe, jaunty mood. He talked
about Russia and about Jeffers
whom he considered the greatest
poet American had ever pro-
duced or would ever produce.
He seemed not to care that
Pippin had neglected him. He
made no reproach.
She was a little piqued: What
elixir have you quaffed to put
you in this gay, singing fervor?"
Three Kinds
"I've travelled with you to Rus
sia and decided that shall be
our first goal" Then he hunched
a little till his eyes were level
with hers: "Also, I've decided
that a girl with a good brain
such as yours must have sense.
She will choose the only one of
three marriages which can be
successful for her"
(Which one is that?"
He ignored her and developed
his own thought: "Your Bill is
rich, I know. From the glance
I caught of him, he's a likely
fellow-well set-up and good
looking. But it would be disas-
trous for you to marry a rich
man. OF course you have intel.
ligence to see this"
Pippin said, startled: why
would it be a misfortune for me
to marry a rich man?"
"Well, naturally, you don't
want to be robbed Of your indi-
viduality and turned into a
Christmas tree. Just a pretty
thing for some man to hang
ornaments upoon. I've been
thinking about this thing called
love. There's only one real
kind"
That's your kind, Gregg?"
Fright again! A man who
has money falls in love with a
girl. He adoreS her. He pourS
jewels and baubles in her lap.
He wants her to be pleased: to
say thank you,' to think what
a darling, magnificent fellow he
is. She becomes a mirror where
in his ego is glorified and re.
Elected. She is no longer a sep