Doc Marx, You've often seen two Golden Souls Drink Suds and Sobs from Crystal Bowls?"
"I ain't," he says, "I ain't, Old Kid, And I would pinch 'em if I did!"
"Thank God," I said, "for this, at least: The world, in spots, is well policed!"
SINCERITY IN THE HOME
SINCERITY should be the keynote of a life, don't you think?
Sincerity -- beauty -- use -- these are my watchwords.
I heard such an interesting talk on sincerity the other evening. I belong to a Little Group of Serious Thinkers who are taking up sincerity in all its phases this week.
We discussed Sincerity in the Home.
So many people's homes, you know, do not represent anything personal.
The SINCERE home should be full of purpose and personality -- decorations, rugs, ornaments, hangings and all, you know.
The home shows the soul.
So I'm doing over our house from top to bottom, putting personality into it.
I've a room I call the Ancestor's Room.
You know, when one has ancestors, one's ancestral traditions keep one up to the mark, somehow. You know what I mean -- blood will tell, and all that. Ancestors help one to be sincere.
So I've finished my Ancestors' Room with all sorts of things to remind me of the dear dead-and-gone people I get my traditions from.
Heirlooms and portraits and things, you know.
Of course, all our own family heirlooms were destroyed in a fire years ago.
So I had to go to the antique shops for the portraits and furniture and chairs and snuff boxes and swords and fire irons and things.
I bought the loveliest old spinet -- truly, a fine!
I can sit down to it and image I am my own grandmother's grandmother, you know.
And it's wonderful to sit among those old heir- looms and feel the sense of my ancestors' personalities throbbing and pulsing all about me!
I feel, when I sit at the spinet, that my personality is truly represented by my surroundings at last.
I feel that I have at last achieved sincerity in the midst of my traditions.
And there's a picture of the loveliest old lady . . . old fashioned costume, you know, and all that . . . and the hair dressed in a very peculiar way. . . .
Mamma says its a MADE-UP picture -- not really an antique at all -- but I can just feel the personality vibrating from it.
I got it at a bargain, too.
I call her -- the picture, you know -- after an ancestress of mine who came to this country in the old Colonial days.
With William the Conqueror, you know -- or maybe it was William Penn. But it couldn't have been William Penn, could it? For she went to New Jersey -- Orange, N.J. Was it William of Orange? More than likely . . .
Anyhow, I call the picture after her -- Lady Clarissa, I call it. She married a commoner, as so many of the early settlers of this country did.
When I sit at the spinet and look at Lady Clarissa I often wonder what people do without family traditions.
And its such a comfort to know I'm in a room that really represents my personality.
VIBRATIONS
Have you thought much about Vibrations?
We're taking them up this week -- a Little Group of Advanced Thinkers I belong to, you know -- and they're wonderfully worth while -- WONDERFULLY so!
That's what I always ask myself -- is a thing WORTH WHILE? Or isn't it?
Vibrations are the key to everything. Atoms used to be, but Atoms have quite gone out.
The thing that makes the new dances so wonder- fully beneficial, you know, is that they give you Vibrations.
To an untrained mind, of course, Vibrations would be dangerous.
But I always feel that the right sort of mind will get good out of everything, and the wrong sort will get harm.
The most interesting woman talked to us the other night -- to our little group, you know -- on one- piece bathing suits and the Greek spirit.
Don't you just done on the Greeks?
They have some of the most MODERN ideas -- it seems we get a lot of our advanced thought from them, if you get what I mean.
They were so UNRESTRICTED, too. One has only to look at their friezes and vases and things to realize that.
And the one-piece bathing suit, so the woman said, was an unconscious modern effort to get back to the Greek spirit.
She had a husband with her. He does lecture or anything, you know.
But she isn't so very Greek-looking herself, al- though her spirit is so Greek, so she has this Greek- looking husband to wear the sandals and the tunics and the togas and things.
She calls him Achilles.
It's quite proper, you know -- Achilles stays be- hind a screen until she wants to illustrate a point, and then he comes out with a lyre or
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