CONTENTS
PROEMIntroducingSomeofHermione’sFriendsSincerityintheHomeVibrationsAren’ttheRussiansWonderful？
HowSufferingPurifiesOne!
UnderstandingandOne’sOwnHomeThoughtsofHeredityandThingsTheSwamiBrandranathFothergilFinch，thePoetofRevoltHowtheSwamiHappenedtoHaveSevenWivesTheRomanticOldDaysHermione’sBoswellExplainsSymbolsandDew—HoppingTheSongoftheSnoreBalladsofUnderstandingHermioneonFashionsandWarUrgesandDogsMoodsandPoppiesConcentrationSoulMatesHermioneTakesupLiteratureTheWorldIsGettingBetterWarandArtASpiritualDialogueWilltheBestPeopleReceivetheSupermanSocially？
TheParasiteWomanMustGo!
TheHouseBeautifulMammaIsSoMid—VictorianVokeEaselyandHisNewArtHermioneonSuperficialityIsis，theAstrologistTheSimpleHomeFestivalsCitronellaandStegomyiaHermione’sSalonOpens（Verse）
ThePerfumeFactoryOnBeingOther—WorldlyParents，andTheirInfluenceFothergilFinchTellofHisRevoltAgainstOrganizedSocietyTheExoticandtheUnemployedSoulsandToesKulturandThingsTheSpiritofChristmasPoorDearMammaandFothergilFinchPrisonReformandPoiseAnExampleofPsychicPowerSomeBeautifulThoughtsTheBourgeoisElementandBackgroundTakingUptheLiquorProblemTheJapaneseareWonderful，IfYouGetWhatIMeanSheRefusestoGiveUPtheCosmosTheCaveManTheLittleGroupGivesaPaganMasqueSympathyBlouses，Bulgars，andButtermilkTwilightSleepIntuitionStimulatingInfluencesPoliticsHermioneonPsychicalResearchEnvoyHermionetheDeathlessHERMIONE
PROEM
（IntroducingsomeofHermione’sFriends）
Ivisitedonenight，oflate，ThoughtsUnderworld，theBrainstormSlum，ThelandofFutilePiffledom；
AsalonweirdwherecongregateFreak，NutandBugandPsychicBum。
There，there，theysitandcerebrate：
ThefervidPotewhoneverpotes，GreatArtists，MaleorShe，thatTalkButscornthePigmentandthechalk，AndCubistsculptorswildasGoats，TheosophistsandSwamis，too，MusiciansmadasHattersbe——
（E’enpuzzledHatters，twoorthree!）
Tameanarchists，adrearycrew，SquibSocialiststoodamptososh，FakeHobohemianssteepedinsuds，GlibfemalesinArtisticDudsWithCaptiveHusbandscowedandgauche。
IsawsomeSoulMatessidebysideWhosaidtheircuteyoungSoulswerepink；
IsawaGeniusontheBrink（Orsohesaid）ofsuicide。
IsawaPlaywrightwhohadtriedButcouldn’tmakethePublicthink；
Isawanovelistwhocried，ReadinghisownStuff，inhisdrink；
Isawavapidegg—eyedGinkWhosaideighttimes：\"Artismybride!\"
AqueeninsandalsslammedthePansAndscreamedaChinesechantatus，thewhileaHippopotamusShooktables，book—shelvesanddivansWithvastTerpsichoreanfuss……
SomeOrientalkindofmuss……
Arat—facedIdiotBoywhoslimesWhitepapero’erwithmetriccrimes——
HeisakindofBurblingBlearWhowarblesSexSlushsadtohearAndmocksGodinhisstolenrhymesandwearsarubyinoneear——
Murdertome：\"MyGoldenSoulDrinksSongfromoutaCrystalBowl……
DrinksLoveandSong……myGoldenSoul!\"
Ilethimlive。Therewerenobricks。
OrevennowthatGoldenSoulweretreadingwaterintheStyx。
APallidSkirt——AnemicWisp，Asbloodlessasastickofchalk——
Gotbusywiththislineoftalk：
\"TheSinnerisMisunderstood!
HowcantheSpiritenterin，Beblendedwith，theTrulyGoodUnlessthroughSympathywithSin？\"
\"Phryne，\"Imurmured，sadandlow，\"IpasstheBuck——Idonotknow!\"
UponamantelsataBust……
SomeHindugod，pug—facedandsquat；
Avisagetoinspiredisgust……
LordBilk，theDeityofRot……
Nay，surely，’twasthegreatgodBunk，ForwhenIwunkatit，itwunk!
Iheard……IhearditprovedthatnightThatFireisCold，andBlackisWhite，ThatJunkisArt，andArtisJunk，ThatVirtue’swrong，andViceisright，ThatDeathisLife，andLifeisDeath，ThatBreathisRocks，andRocksareBreath：——
TheCheapandeasyparadoxTheFoodsprings，hopingthatitshocks……
Brain—sickIstumbledtothestreetAnddrooledontoakindlyCop：
\"Sincemoonshavefeathersontheirfeet，Whyisyourheadgearperchedontop？
AndifyouscorntheCommonplace，WhywearaNoseuponyourFace？
AndsincePythagorasismuteonSexHygieneandCosmicLaw，IsyourBlondeBeastasBlandaBrute，AsBlindaBrute，asBernardShaw？
Nodoubt，whendrillingthroughtheparks，WithIbsen’sGhostandOldDocMarx，You’veoftenseentwoGoldenSoulsDrinkSudsandSobsfromCrystalBowls？\"
\"Iain’t，\"hesays，\"Iain’t，OldKid，AndIwouldpinch’emifIdid!\"
\"ThankGod，\"Isaid，\"forthis，atleast：
Theworld，inspots，iswellpoliced!\"
SINCERITYINTHEHOME
SINCERITYshouldbethekeynoteofalife，don’tyouthink？
Sincerity——beauty——use——thesearemywatchwords。
Iheardsuchaninterestingtalkonsinceritytheotherevening。IbelongtoaLittleGroupofSeriousThinkerswhoaretakingupsincerityinallitsphasesthisweek。
WediscussedSincerityintheHome。
Somanypeople’shomes，youknow，donotrepresentanythingpersonal。
TheSINCEREhomeshouldbefullofpurposeandpersonality——decorations，rugs，ornaments，hangingsandall，youknow。
Thehomeshowsthesoul。
SoI’mdoingoverourhousefromtoptobottom，puttingpersonalityintoit。
I’vearoomIcalltheAncestor’sRoom。
Youknow，whenonehasancestors，one’sancestraltraditionskeeponeuptothemark，somehow。
YouknowwhatImean——bloodwilltell，andallthat。
Ancestorshelponetobesincere。
SoI’vefinishedmyAncestors’Roomwithallsortsofthingstoremindmeofthedeardead—and—gonepeopleIgetmytraditionsfrom。
Heirloomsandportraitsandthings，youknow。
Ofcourse，allourownfamilyheirloomsweredestroyedinafireyearsago。
SoIhadtogototheantiqueshopsfortheportraitsandfurnitureandchairsandsnuffboxesandswordsandfireironsandthings。
Iboughttheloveliestoldspinet——truly，afine!
IcansitdowntoitandimageIammyowngrandmother’sgrandmother，youknow。
Andit’swonderfultositamongthoseoldheir—
loomsandfeelthesenseofmyancestors’
personalitiesthrobbingandpulsingallaboutme!
Ifeel，whenIsitatthespinet，thatmypersonalityistrulyrepresentedbymysurroundingsatlast。
IfeelthatIhaveatlastachievedsincerityinthemidstofmytraditions。
Andthere’sapictureoftheloveliestoldlady……
oldfashionedcostume，youknow，andallthat……
andthehairdressedinaverypeculiarway……
MammasaysitsaMADE—UPpicture——notreallyanantiqueatall——butIcanjustfeelthepersonalityvibratingfromit。
Igotitatabargain，too。
Icallher——thepicture，youknow——afteranancestressofminewhocametothiscountryintheoldColonialdays。
WithWilliamtheConqueror，youknow——ormaybeitwasWilliamPenn。Butitcouldn’thavebeenWilliamPenn，couldit？ForshewenttoNewJersey——Orange，N。J。WasitWilliamofOrange？
Morethanlikely……
Anyhow，Icallthepictureafterher——LadyClarissa，Icallit。Shemarriedacommoner，assomanyoftheearlysettlersofthiscountrydid。
WhenIsitatthespinetandlookatLadyClarissaIoftenwonderwhatpeopledowithoutfamilytraditions。
AnditssuchacomforttoknowI’minaroomthatreallyrepresentsmypersonality。
VIBRATIONS
HaveyouthoughtmuchaboutVibrations？
We’retakingthemupthisweek——aLittleGroupofAdvancedThinkersIbelongto，youknow——andthey’rewonderfullyworthwhile——WONDERFULLYso!
That’swhatIalwaysaskmyself——isathingWORTHWHILE？Orisn’tit？
Vibrationsarethekeytoeverything。Atomsusedtobe，butAtomshavequitegoneout。
Thethingthatmakesthenewdancessowonder—
fullybeneficial，youknow，isthattheygiveyouVibrations。
Toanuntrainedmind，ofcourse，Vibrationswouldbedangerous。
ButIalwaysfeelthattherightsortofmindwillgetgoodoutofeverything，andthewrongsortwillgetharm。
Themostinterestingwomantalkedtoustheothernight——toourlittlegroup，youknow——onone—
piecebathingsuitsandtheGreekspirit。
Don’tyoujustdoneontheGreeks？
TheyhavesomeofthemostMODERNideas——itseemswegetalotofouradvancedthoughtfromthem，ifyougetwhatImean。
TheyweresoUNRESTRICTED，too。Onehasonlytolookattheirfriezesandvasesandthingstorealizethat。
Andtheone—piecebathingsuit，sothewomansaid，wasanunconsciousmodernefforttogetbacktotheGreekspirit。
Shehadahusbandwithher。Hedoeslectureoranything，youknow。
Butsheisn’tsoveryGreek—lookingherself，al—
thoughherspiritissoGreek，soshehasthisGreek—
lookinghusbandtowearthesandalsandthetunicsandthetogasandthings。
ShecallshimAchilles。
It’squiteproper，youknow——Achillesstaysbe—
hindascreenuntilshewantstoillustrateapoint，andthenhecomesoutwithalyreoraluteorsomething，andjuststandsthereandLOOKSGreek。Andthenhegoesbackbehindthescreenandchangesintothenextgarmentsheneeds。
Ofcourse，therearelotsofmencouldn’tstanditaswellasAchilles。Butwhenyoucometothat，therearelotsofmenwhodon’tlooksoverywellinbathingsuits，either。
And，ofcourse，ourAmericanmendon’thavethetemperamenttocarryoffathinglikethat。
Ofcourse，ifweallturnedGreekitwouldbequiteashockatfirsttoseeeverybodycomeintoadining—roomoradrawing—roomlookinglikeAchillesdoes。
Notthattemperamentmakessomuchdifferenceasitdidafewyearsago，youknow——temperamentandpersonalityaregoingoutandindividualityiscomingin。
Haveyouthoughtmuchaboutautomaticwriting？
It’sbeingtakenupagain，youknow。
Notthevulgar，old—fashionedkindofspiritualism——thatwassoordinary，wasn’tit？
Thenewghostsaredifferent。More——more——
well，moreREFINED，somehow，youknow。Likethenewdancesascomparedwiththathorridturkeytrot。
Oneshouldalwaysaskone’sself：\"Doesthishavearefininginfluenceonme；andthroughmeontheworld？\"
For，afterall，thereisadutyoneowestosocietyingeneral。
Haveyouseenthenewsunshades？
AREN’TTHERUSSIANSWONDERFUL？
Aren’ttheRussiansmarvelouspeople!
We’rebeentakingupDiaghileffinaseriousway——ourlittlegroup，youknow——andreally，he’swonderful!
WhoelsebutDiaghileffcouldgivethoselovelyRussiansthingstheproperaccent？
Andaccent——ifyouknowwhatImean——accentiseverything!
Accent!Accent!Whatwouldartbewithoutaccent？
Accentiscomingin——ifyougetwhatImean——
andwhattheycall\"punch\"isgoingout。Ialwaysthoughtitwasafrightfullyvulgarsortofthing，anyhow——punch!
ThethingIloveabouttheRussiansistheirOrientalism。
Youknowthere’sanoldsayingthatifyoufindaRussianyoucatchaTartar……orsomethinglikethat。
I’msurethatiswrong……IgetsoMIXEDonquotations。ButIalwaysknowwhereIcanfindthem，ifyouknowwhatImean。
ButtheRussianverveisn’tOriental，isit？
Don’tyoujustdoteonverve？
That’swhatmakesBakstsofascinating，don’tyouthink？——hisverveThoughtheydosaythattheRussianoperasdon’tanalyzeaswellastheGermanorItalianones——ifyougetwhatImean。
Thoughforthatmatter，whoanalyzesthem？
Onemaynotknowhowtoanalyzeanoperate，andyetonemayknowwhatonelikes!
IsupposetherewillbeafrightfullotofimitationsofRussianmusicandballetnow。Don’tyoujusthateimitators？
Onefindsiteverywhere——imitation!It’sthesincerestflattery，theysay。Butthatdoesn’texcuseit，doyouthink？
There’sagirl——oneofmyfriends，shesayssheis——whoistryingtoimitateme。Myexpressions，youknow，andthewayIwalkandtalk，andallthatsortofthing。
Shegetssomeofmysuperficialmannerisms……
butshecan’tquitedomythingsasiftheywereherown，youknow……thereiswheretheaccentcomesinagain!
HOWSUFFERINGPURIFIESONE!
Oh，togothroughfireandcomeoutpurified!
Sufferingiswonderful，isn’tit？SimplyWONDERFUL!
Theloveliestmantalkedtoustheothernight——
toourLittleGroupofSeriousThinkers，youknow——aboutsocialidealsandsuffering。
Thereasonsomanyattemptstoimprovethingsfail，youknow，isbecausethepeoplewhotrythemouthaven’tsufferedpersonally。
Hehadtheloveliesteyes，thisman。
Hemademethin。Isaidtomyself，\"Afterall，haveIsuffered？HaveIbeenpurifiedbyfire？\"
AndIdecidedthatIhad——thatisspiritually，youknow。
Thesuffering——thespiritualsuffering——thatI
undergothroughbeingmisunderstoodissomethingFRIGHTFUL!
MammadiscourageseveryCauseItakeup。SodoesPapa。
Igetnosympathyinmydevotiontomyideals。
Onlyopposition!
AndfromachildIhavehadsuchahigh—strung，sensitivenervousorganizationthatoppositionofanysorthasmademeill。
Therearesometemperamentslikethat。
OncewhenIwasquitesmallandMammathreatenedtospankme，Ihadconvulsions。
Andnothingbutopposition，opposition，oppositionnow!
Onlyweadvancedthinkersknowwhatitistosuffer!Togothroughfireforourideals!
Andwhatisphysicalsufferingbythesideofspiritualsuffering？
IsooftenthinkofthatwhenIamengagedinsociologicalwork。Onlytheothernight——itwasrainingandchilly，youknow——someofuswentdownintheautotooneofthemissionsandlookedatthesuffererswhowerebeingcaredfor。
Andthethoughtcametomeallofasudden：
\"Yes，physicalsufferingmayberelieved——butwhatistheretorelievespiritualsufferinglikemine？\"
Though，ofcourse，itimprovesone。
Ithinkitisbeginningtoshowinmyeyes。
Ilookedatthemfornearlytwohoursinthemirrorlastevening，tryingtobequitecertain。
And，youknow，there’sakindoflookinthemthat’sneverbeenthereuntilrecently。Akindofa——a————
Well，it’sanINTANGIBLElook，ifyougetwhatImean。
NotexactlytheHUNGRYlook，moreofaYEARNINGlook!
Thankheaven，though，Icancontrolit——oneshouldalwaysbecaptainofone’ssoul，shouldn’tone？
Ihideitattimes。Becauseonemusthideone’ssufferingfromtheworld，mustn’tone？
ButatothertimesIletitshow。
And，really，withpractice，IthinkIamgoingtomanageitsothatIcanturnitoffandon——ifyougetwhatImean——almostatwill。
Because，youknow，incertaincostumesthatlookwillbeQUITEunbecoming。
QuiteoutofHarmony。AndInnerBeautyonlycomesthroughInnerHarmony，doesn’tit？
Harmony!Harmony!Oh，tobeinaccordwiththeInfinite!
NearlyeverynightbeforeIgotobedIaskmyself，\"haveIvibratedintunewiththeInfinitetoday，orhaveIfailed？\"
UNDERSTANDING，ANDONE’SOWNHOME
It’sTERRIBLEwhenonecan’tgetunderstandinginone’sownfamily!
Papahasverylittlerealsympathyformyadvancedideas。AndasforMamma!
SometimesIthinkIshallWRITE!
Expressmyself，myrealEgo，inSong。
Notrhymes，ofcourse。IfIworkedayearI
couldn’tmaketwolinesrhyme。
Butrhymeisgoingout，anyhow。
VersLibreisalltheragenow。
Wetookitupnotlongago——ourLittleGroupofSeriousThinkers，youknow——andIfeelconfidentitisMyMediumofExpression。
Itissountrammeled，isn’tit？
Andoneshouldbeuntrammeled，bothinArtandLife，shouldn’tone？
OftenIaskmyself，atthecloseofday：\"HaveI
beenuntrammeledtoday？OrhaveIFAILED？
IfIcouldputmyrealEgo——andhowwonderfultheEgois，isn’tit？——intoverslibre，evenPapamightunderstandme。
Ihavealwaysyearnedtobeunderstood!
IhavedrawnbackfrommatrimonyagainandagainbecauseIthought：\"Willheunderstandme？
WillheseemyrealEgo？Orwillhenot？\"
OnlytheothereveningIwastalkingtotheloveliestman，whohasbeenmisunderstoodbyhiswife。
ItisFRIGHTFUL!
Heisasculptor。Acubistsculptor。Buthelooksquiterespectable——really，someverygoodpeoplereceivehim。
Andhehasthemostwonderfuleyes——sympathetic，youknow，andpsychic——butoh!sopure，too!
Hedotesonpurity。Hetoldmethat。
Hiswifedoesnotunderstandhim。ShedoesnotseehisrealEgo。
Hesaidtome：\"Icanreadyoulikeanopenbook。Youareyearning。Youareyearningforrealunderstanding。NoonehasEVERunderstoodyou。
Isthatnotso？Isthatnotyoursecret？
Alas!Itwas。Icouldnotdenyit。
Isaidtohim：\"ButisrealunderstandingEVERattainable？\"
Hesighedandsaid：\"Alas!TheUnattainable!\"
Iknewwhyhesighed——thereissomuchofit——
theUnattainable!
\"Whatoneattains，\"Isaid，\"isoftensointangible——
doyounotfinditso？\"
\"Alas!\"hesaid，\"theIntangible!\"
AndIfelt，somehow——inaqueerpsychicwaythatiselusive，youknow——strengthenedandsweetenedspirituallybyoursadlittletalk。
OurrealEgoshadbeenincommunion。That’swhathesaid。
Hehasnineverycommonplacechildren，andhiswifeisverydifficultsocially。
Sheinsistsonfillingsomesortofcommercialposition，althoughhesaysherplaceisinthehome。
Sotheyhavegrownapart。Peopledon’tinviteherplaces。Onlyhim。
Oh!tobeunderstood!
THOUGHTSONHEREDITYANDTHINGS
Isn’tHereditywonderful，though!
We’vebeengoingintoitratherdeeply——
MylittleGroupofSerious，youknow。
And，really，whenyougetintoit，it’squitecomplicated。
AllaboutHomozygotesandHeterozygotes，youknow。
TheHomozygotesare——well，youmightcallthemthearistocrats，youknow；thoroughbreds。
AndtheHeterozygotesarethehybrids。
Only，ofcourse，theydon’tneedtobegoatsatall。
NotbutwhattheyCOULDbegoats，youknow，justaseasilyashorsesorcowsorhumanbeings。
Butwhethergoatsorhumans，don’tyouthinkthegreatlessonofHeredityisthatBloodwillTell？
ReallythefartherIgointoPhilosophyandScienceandsuchthingsthemoreclearlyIseewhatafundoftruththereisintheoldsimpleproverbs!
PeopleusedtofindoutgreattruthsbyInstinct，youknow；andnowtheyuseResearch——vaccinateguineapigs，youknow，andallthatsortofthing。
Instinct!Isn’tInstinctwonderful!
AndIntuition，too!
Youknow，Ihavethemostremarkableintuitionattimes!HaveIevertoldyouthatI’mfright—
fullypsychic？
Mr。Finch，thepoet——youknowFothergilFinch，don’tyou？——hewritesverslibreandpoetryboth——Mr。Finchsaidtometheotherevening，\"YouareEXTREMELYpsychic!\"
\"Howdidyouknowit？\"Iaskedhim。
\"Ah!\"hesaid，\"howDOESoneknowthesethings？\"
Andhowtruethatis，whenyoucometothinkitover!HowDOESoneknow？
Hehasthegreatmagneticeyes!Icouldfeelthemdrawingmythoughtsfrommeaswetalked。
\"Youhaveasecret，\"hesaid。
\"Yes，\"Isaid。AndtomyselfIadded，\"Alas!\"
\"Yoursecretis，\"hesaid，\"thatthereisadifferencebetweenyouandtheothergirls。\"
Itwaspositivelyuncanny!I’VEfeltthatforyears!Butnooneelsehadeversuspecteditbefore。
\"Mr。Finch，\"Isaid，\"ImusthaveTOLDyouthat——
orelseitwasjustawildguess。YouCOULDN’Thavegottenitpsychically。HOWdidyouknowit？\"
\"Oneknowsthesethings，\"hesaid——atriflesadly，Ithought。\"Theycometoone——outoftheSilences；oneknowsnothow。Itisbetternottoaskhow!Itisbetternottoquestion!Itisbettertoaccept!Doyounotfeelitso？
SometimesIthinkthatFothergilFinchistheonlymanwhohaseverunderstoodme。
Yousee，IamDualinmypersonality。
ThereistherealEgo，andthereistheAlterEgo。
And，besidesthese，IhavesomanymoodswhichdonotcomefromeitheroneofmyEgos!TheycomefrommySubliminalConsciousness!
Isn’ttheSubliminalConsciousnesswonderful；
simplyWONDERFUL？
We’regoingtotakeitupinaseriouswaysomeeveningnextweek，andthreshitoutthoroughly。
ButImustrunalong。Ihaveanengagementwithmydressmakerattwoo’clock。Youknow，I’vereallyfoundonewhocanmakemygownsinterpretmyinnerspirit。
THESWAMIBRANDRANATH
IHEARDsuchalovelylecturetheothernightontheCosmos。
ALittleGroupofAdvancedWomenthatI
belongtoarespecializingthiswinterontheCosmos。
Wetookitup，youknow，becausetheothertopicswewerestudyingincludeditsofrequently。Andit’swonderful，reallyWONDERFUL!
Ofcourse，anuntrainedmindwillgrapplewithitinvain。One’sinterestmustbeseriousandsincere。
Onemustdevotetimetoit。，Otherwiseonewillgetmoreharmthangoodoutofit，youknow。
It’sliketheRussiandancesthatway。
Theyaresoprimal，thosedances!Andallthoseprimalthingsaredangerous，don’tyouthink？
Unlessonehaspoise!
It’sodd，too，thatsomeofthemostprimalpeoplehavethemostpoise，isn’tit？
TheSwamiBrandranathwaslikethat。I’vetoldyoubouttheSwamiBrandramath，haven’tI？
Heworesuchlovelyrobes!Youcan’tbuysilklikethatinthiscountry。
AndhehadsuchaPURElookinthiseyes。Somanyofthesemagneticpeoplelackthatpurelook，youknow。
HeusedtogivetalkstoaLittleGroupofSeriousThinkersIbelongto。
HetaughtustogointotheSilences——onlyweneverquitelearned，forsomeofthegirlswouldgiggle。Therearealwayspeoplelikethat。ThedearSwami!——hewassopatient!ItwasOccidentallevity，hesaid，andwecouldn’thelpit。
ThatisoneofthemaindifferencesbetweentheOrientandtheOccident，youknow。
Howwonderfultheyare，theOrientals。AndjustthinkofIndia，withallitsyogisandbazaarsandmahatmasandhowdahsandrajahsandthings!
HewasaBrahmin，theSwamiwas。ABrahminandaBurmanarethesamething，youknow。
It’sacaste，likebelongingtooneofourbestfamilies。
TheSwamiexplainedaboutthemarksofcaste，andsoforth，tous。
Andthenoneofthegirlsaskedhimifhewastattooed!
Theidea!
FOTHERGILFINCH，THEPOETOFREVOLT
Isn’titoddhowsomeofthemostradicalandadvancedandvirileoftheleadersintheNewArtandtheNewThoughtdon’tlookitatall？
There’sFothergilFinch，forinstance。NobodycouldbemorevirilethanFothyisinhisSoul。
Fothy’sInnerEgo，ifyougetwhatImean，isaGiantinRevoltallthetime。
AndyettolookatFothyyouwouldn’tthinkhewasaModernCaveMan。Notthathelookslikeaweakling，youknow。Butwell，ifyougetwhatImean——you’dthinkFothymightwriteaboutvioletsinsteadofthunderbolts。
DearPapaisENTIRELYmistakenabouthim。
Onlyyesterdaydearpapasaidtome，\"Hermione，ifyoudon’tkeepthatdamnedlittleverslibrerunawayfromhereI’llputhimtowork，andhe’lldieofit。\"
Butyoucouldn’texpectPapatoappreciateFothy。
PapaisSOreactionaryandconservative。
AndFothy’slifeisonelong，grim，desperatestruggleagainstConventionality，andSocialInjustice，andSmugness，andtheEstablishedOrder，andComplacence。HeisforeverbeingamartyrtotheNewandTrueinArtandLife。
Lastnighthereadmehislatestpoem——oneofhisgreatest，hesays——inwhichhetriestotelljustwhathisRealSelfis。Itgoes：
Lookatme!
Behold，IamfoundingaNewMovement!
Observeme……IaminRevolt!
Irevolt!
Nowpersecuteme，persecuteme，damnyou，persecuteme，curseyou，persecuteme!
Philistine，Bourgeois，Slave，Serf，Capitalist，Respectabilitiesthatyouare，Persecuteme!
Bah!
Youaskme，doyou，whatamIinrevoltagainst？
Againstyou，fool，dolt，idiot，againstyou，againsteverything!
AgainstHeavy，Hellandpunctuation……againstLife，Death，rhymeandrhythm……
Persecuteme，now，persecuteme，curseyou，persecuteme!
Slavethatyouare……whatdoMarriage，Tooth—brushes，Nail—files，theDecalogue，Handkerchiefs，Newton’sLawofGravity，Capital，Barbers，Property，Publishers，Courts，RhymingDictionaries，Clothes，Dollars，meantoMe？
IamaGiant，IamaTitan，IamaHerculesofLiberty，IamPrometheus，IamtheJessWillardoftheNewCerebralPugilism，IamtheMod—
ernCaveMan，IamtheComradeoftheCosmicUrge，IhavekickedofftheBootsofSuperstition，andIrunwildalongtheMilkyWaywithoutingrowingtoenails，IamI!
Curseyou，whatareYou？
YouareonlyYou!
Nothingmore!
Ha!
Bah!……persecuteme，nowpersecuteme!
Fothyalwaysgetsexcitedandtremblesandchokeswhenhereadshisownpoetry，andwhilehewasreadingitPapacameintotheroomanddisgracedhimselfbyaskingiftherewasanyMONEYinthatkindofpoetry，andFothywassoagitatedthathefairlyscreamedwhenhesaid：
\"Money……money……cursemoney!MoneyisoneofthethingsIaminrevoltagainst……
Moneyisdeathanddamnationtothefreespirit!\"
Papasaidhewassorrytohearthat；hesaidoneofhiscompaniesneededanadwriter，andhedidn’thaveanyobjectiontohiringafreespiritwithapunch，buthecouldn’tconsidergettinganyonetowriteadsthathatedmoney，fortherewasasalaryattachedtothejob。
AndFothysaid：\"Youaretryingtobribeme!
Capitalismiscastingitsnetoverme!Youaretryingtomakemeaserf：tryingtosilenceaFreeVoice!ButIwillresist!Iwillnotbeenslaved!
Iwillnotwriteads。Iwillnothaveajob。
AndthenPapasaidhewasgladtohearFothy’ssentiments。Hehadbeenafraid，hesaid，thatFothyhadmatrimonialdesignsaboutme。AndthemanwhomarriedHISdaughterwouldprobablyhavetostandforpossessingagooddealofwealth，too，forhehadalwaysintendeddoingsomethingveryhandsomeforhisson—in—law。SoifFothydidn’twantmoney，hewouldn’twantme，foranenormousamountofitwouldgotome。
Papa，youknow，thinkshecanbeawfullysarcastic。
SomanyEarthPersonspridethemselvesontheirsarcasm，don’tyouthink？
AndPapaisanEarthPersonentirely。I’vegothishoroscope。Heisn’tATALLspiritual。
ButyoucanimagethatthewholescenewasFRIGHTFULLYembarrassingtome——IwillNEVERforgivePapa!
AndIhaven’tmadeupmymindATALLaboutFothy。ButwhatIdoknowisthis：onceIgetmymindmadeup，IWILLNOTstandforoppositionformANYsource。
OnemustbeanIndividualist，orperish!
HOWTHESWAMIHAPPENEDTOHAVESEVENWIVES
Isn’titterribleaboutthatelephantattheZoo——Oh，youknow!——it’slikeGungaDin，only，ofcourse，itisn’tGungaDinatall。
Anyhow，he’sCHAINEDFORLIFE!Isupposesome—
onegavehimtobaccoforajokeanditmadehimcross。I’veheardofthosecases，haven’tyou？
Anelephantissucha——sucha——well，NOBLEbeast，isn’the？
It’stransmigrationofsoulsmakesthemthatway，perhaps。
OhisitaRajah？
Anyhow，itsitsontopofanelephant。
Wetookuptransmigrationofsoulsonetime——
ourlittleGroupofSeriousThinkers，youknow——
andit’swonderful；simplyWONDERFUL!
ThatwaswhentheSwamiBrandranathusedtotalktous。ThedearSwami!Sucheyes——sopureandyetsomagnetic!——Ihaveneverseeninahumanbeing。
Theeyeisthewindowofthesoul，youknow。
He’sinjailnow，thepoor，dearSwami。Buthewasn’treallyabigamistatall。Yousee，hehadsevenspiritualplanes。Allofusdo，onlymostofusdon’tknowit。Buthecouldgetfromoneplanetoanotherquiteeasily。
Ofcourse，hecouldn’trememberwhathe’ddoneononeplanewhilehewasonthenextoneaboveorbelowit。Andthat’sthewayhehappenedtohavesevenwives——oneforeachspiritualplane。
OnlytheCourttookasordidviewofit。Itseemstherewassomethingaboutlifeinsurancemixedupwithit，too。
TheOccidentalsaresoapttomissthespiritualsweetnessoftheOriental，don’tyouthink？
Weare——allbuttheLeadersofThought，andalittlegroup，hereandthere——socommonplace。
Don’tyouLOATHEthecommonplace？
Notloathe，really，ofcourse——becausetheharmoniousminddoesnotletitselfbedisturbed。
Theharmoniousmindrealizesthatdirtisonlyusefulmatterinthewrongplace，asTennysonsingssosweetlysomewhere。
Tennysonhasquitegoneout，ofcourse。Heisso——so，well，ifyougetwhatImean——somid—
Victorian，somehow。
ItseemsheWASmid—Victorianallthetime，butit’sonlyrecentlythatit’sbeenfoundoutonhim。
ThoughIalwayswillthinkof\"comeIntotheGarden，Maud，\"asoneoftheworld’ssweetestlittleepics。
I’mveryindependentthatway，inspiteofthecritics。Afterall，criticismcomesdowntoaquestionofindividualtaste，doesn’tit？Thatis，inthefinalanalysis。
Independence!Thatiswhatthisageneeds。
NearlyeverynightbeforeIgottobedIsaytomyself：
\"HaveIbeenindependenttoday？OrhaveIFAILED？\"
Ibelieveinthoselittlespiritualexaminations，don’tyou？
IthelpsonetokeepintunewiththeInfinite，youknow。
TheInfinite!Howmuchitcomprises!Andhowlittlewereallyunderstandit!
We’regoingtotakeitup，theInfinite，inaseriouswaysoon——ourLittleGroupofAdvancedThinkers，youknow。
THEROMANTICOLDDAYS
Itmusthavebeenterriblydifficultgettingaroundinthedaysbeforeautomobileswereinvented，orrailroadsoranythinglikethat。
Though，ofcourse，itwaswonderfullyromantic，too。
Theoldcoachingdays，particularly，wheneverybodyblewonhornsastheydrovefromtowntotown，andtherewerehighwaymenandcavalierswithswordsandallthosepeople，youknow，ridingbythecoaches。
Don’tyoujustDOTEonromance？Ido!
But，ofcourse，there’snoplaceforitinourhurriedmodernlife，andIsupposeweshouldn’tregretit。
ButnowandthenIsighoverit。Likedroppingatear，youknow，inadearoldchestperfumedwithlavenderandoldroses。
Ialwayssaythatonecanbeadvancedandinthevanofmodernprogress，andstilldropatear，youknow。
Doyouthinkthatallthisstudyofsexhygienemeansthedeathofromance？
It’saseriousthought，isn’tit？
ButwhatIalwayssayis：\"WhichofthesethingswilldothemostGOODintheworld？\"
EspeciallygoodtothePOOR!
YouknowhowfrightfullyinterestedIaminthepoor。
Imakethatmytest。Ialwayssaytomyself：
\"Whichwilldothemostgoodtothegreatmasses？\"
ItakesuchaseriousinterestintheMASSES!
Weshouldthinktwicebeforewetakeromanceoutoftheirlivesandreplaceitwithscienceofanykind。
For，afterall，youknow，theyrepresenttheFuture。
WeshouldallthinkoftheFuture。
That’swhatmakestheFeministMovementsuchaWONDERFULthing——itismovingrightstraightaheadtowardtheFuture!
I’mthinkingofbeingaSuffragistagain。Iwasonce，youknow，butIresigned。
Thesashesandbannersaresuchafrightfulshadeofyellow，youknow。SoIquit。
Beauty，afterall，isthechiefthing。What，afterall，doallourreformscometo，iftheworldisnottobemademorebeautifulbecauseofthem？
AndIsimplyCANNOTwearyellow。
HERMIONE’SBOSWELLEXPLAINS
Believeme，’tisnotwithelationIdwellonHermione’smadness；
TheresultofmyraptcontemplationIssadness，aterriblesadness!
IweepwhenInotehowshedrivels；
Isigho’erherfakephilanthropies；
IampainedwhenIseehowshefrivols，Likeakitten，withserioustopics。
ItisgriefthathermentalconditionInspires，notlaughterorscorning；
Ifshehasanyuse，’tilherMissionTostandasaHorribleWarning。
Iammoral，essentiallymoral；
Iamgrave，andhateeverythingtrashy，AndthatisthereasonIquarrelWithintellectsflightyandflashy。
Iyearnforthetruth，Iamearnest；
Iyearntofacefactswithoutblinking，Ofallofmyyears，quitetheyearnestIsmyyearntobethoroughinthinking。
That’swhyI’mseverewiththisdarling，Norpardonnorwhitewashnorglossher，——
Thelinnet——theparrot——thestarling!
Iweepoverherandexposeher。
SYMBOLSANDDEW—HOPPING
LastweektheLoveliestmanlecturedtous——
toourLittleGroupofSeriousThinkers，youknow——ontheUltimateSymbolism。Inartandlifeboth，youknow。
Itwassimplywonderful——WONDERFUL!
Art，youknow，usedtobefullofsymbolism。
Butnow，itseems，symbolismhasdroppedoutofArt，andNaturehastakenitup。
Odd，isn’tit？Butreallynotsurprisingwhenyoucometothinkaboutit。
For，youknow，Natureisalwaystryingtokeepupwithadvancedideas——evolvingandevolvingtowardtheSuperman。
AndtheSuperwoman，too。
IthinkitisthedutyofuswhoareadvancedthinkerstogiveNatureaworthyideatoevolvetoward，don’tyou？
TosetNatureamarktocomeupto，youknow。
Forwhatistheuseofevolutionifitdoesn’tevolveforwardinsteadofbackward？
AndtheBestPeople，Ithink，shouldfeelasenseofsocialresponsibilityandgiveevolutionamodel。
EachshouldbeaSymbol——that’swhatIalwaysaskmyselfeachnightnow：\"HaveIbeenaSymboltoday？OrhaveIfailedtobeasymbol？\"
DownatthebeachlastweekInearlydrowned——
youdon’tmeantosayyouhaven’theardofit？Itwasfrightful。
I’dalwaysheardthat，whenapersonsinks，hiswholepastlifepassesbeforehiminreview。
Butitdidn’twithme。WhatIsaidasIwentdownwas：\"HaveIbeenaSymbol？OrhaveI
failed？\"
Andthelifeguardwhogotmeout——hewassimplythemostgorgeousman!——burnedbronze，youknow，andwithshoulderslikeaGreekgod!——andwiththemostwonderfuleyesandwhiteteeth——heaskedme，theguarddid，\"What，marm？\"
Itwasfearfullydisappointing!Sometimestheyarecollegemen，youknow，justlife—guardingthroughthesummer。Butwouldanycollegemanhavesaid，\"What，marm？\"
AndthenhewentandsavedablondecreatureinthemostscandalousbathingsuitIeversaw。
Hesavedoneinthemostbusiness—likeway，too，asifhewereawaiter，youknow，passingfromonetabletoanother。
Nowonderthesocialfabriciscrumblingwhenquiteimpossiblepeoplelikelifeguardspermitthemselvestobecomeblase’oversuchmatters!
Thelowerclassesareverydiscouraginganyhow，don’tyouthink？——afterallwedofortheminthewayofphilanthropyandsociologyandupliftingthemgenerally，youknow!
Ofcourse，Ihaven’tlostmyinterestinsociology——notbyanymeans。Ialwaysholdfastthethoughtthatalltheworldarebrothers。
I’mtakingupDew—hoppingnextweek。It’sawonderfulnewnervecure。Formerlyitwasquitethethingtowalkbarefootinthedewatdawn。
ButatthisnewplaceI’vediscoveredtheydon’tmerelywalk——that’sgoingout，quite。TheyHOP。
Likefrogsandtoads，youknow。
Itbringsthepatientsintocloserkinshipwiththeelectriccurrentsoftheearth，hoppingdoes，thedoctorsays。It’sWONDERFUL!
Heistheloveliestman——withmysticeyes!——thedoctoris。
THESONGOFTHESNORE
FothergilFinch，Hermione’sfriend，theverslibrepoet，dodgesthroughlifeharriedandhuntedbyonepursuingFear。
\"Someday，\"hesaidtome——
（ItisHermione’sBoswellwhoisspeakinginthissketch，inthefirstperson，andnotHermione，theincomparable。）——
\"Someday，\"Fothergilfinchsaidtome，theothernight，inatoneofintense，bitterconviction，\"somedayItwillgetme!SomedayIwillovertakeme。ThegreatBeat，Popularity，whichpursuesme!
SomedayItwillclutchmeandtearmeanddevourmySoul!SomedayIwillbeaPopularWriter!\"
ItismyownimpressionthatFothergil’sfearsareexaggerated；buttheyareveryrealtohim。Hevisualizeshisownsoulasafugitiveclimbinghigherandhigher，runningfasterandfaster，toescapethisBeast。PerhapsFothergilsecretlyhopesthatthespeedofhisgongwillinducecombustion，andhewillleapfromthetopmosthillsofArt，flaming，directlyintotheheavens，theretoburnandshineimmortality，anauthenticstar。Well，well，weallhaveourlittleplane，ourlittlevanities!
\"Fothergil，\"Isaid，cheerily，\"Popularityhasnotovertakenyouyet。Cheerup——perhapsitneverwill。\"
WewereinFothergil’sstudioinGreenwichVillage，whereIhadgonetoseehowhispoemonMoonlightwasgettingalong。Hestrodetothewindow。Fothergilisnottall，andheisslightlypigeon—toed——thefleshlytoesofFothergilsymbolizethetoesofhisever—fleecingsoul——buthestrides。
Femalepoetsundulate。Eroticmalepoetssaunter。
Tramppoetslurchandswagger。Fothergil，beingaverslibrepoet，aProphetoftheVirile，aLittleBrotheroftheCosmicUrge，iscompelledbywhathisverseistostridevigorouslyacrossroomsasiftheywerevastdesertplaces，inspiteofwhathistoesare。Hestrodemagnificently，triumphantly，tothewindowandflungtheshadeupandlookedoutattheamorphousmistcreepinginacrosstheroofs。Thecrawlingfogmusthavesuggestedhisgreat，grayDread，forpresentlyheturnedawaywithashudderandsankuponacouchandmoaned。
’Ah，Heaven!Popularity!Thedisgraceofit——
thehorrorofit!Popularity!Ignominy!Whenitcatchesme——whenithappens————\"
Hepluckedfromhispocketasmallphialandheldituptowardthelightandgazeduponitdesperatelyandraptly。
\"Iamneverwithoutthis!\"hesaid。\"Itismymeansofescape。Iwillnotbetakenunawares!
Icarryitalways。Atnightitisbeneathmypillow。
Thedayithappens——themomentIfeelmyselfinthegripofPopularity————\"
Icaughthishand；inhisexcitementhewasraisingthepoisontohislips。
\"WhatIcannotunderstand，Fothergil，\"Isaid，\"iswhyaPoetoftheVirile，aReincarnationoftheCaveMan——excuseme，butthatiswhatyouarebeingthisyear，isitnot？——shouldgivewaytoFear。
IsitnotmoreincharactertomeetthisBeastandslayIt？Istherenotacertaincontradictionbetweenyourprofessionandyourpractice？\"
\"Morethanacontradiction，\"hesaideagerly。\"Itismorethancontradictory!Itisparadoxical!\"
Ieliminatemuchthatfollowed。WhenFothergilgetsstartedontheparadox，timepasses。Heisneverreallyinterestedinthingsuntilhehasdis—
coveredtheparadoxicalqualityinthem。SometimesIthinkthathisenthusiasmoverhimselfisduetothefactthathediscoveredearlyinlifethathehimselfwasaparadox——andsometimesIthinkthatdiscoveryistheexplanationofhisenthusiasmfortheparadox。
\"What，\"saidFothergil，\"isthemostparadoxicalthingintheworld？TheHumanSnore!ItseemsUgly—yetitisBeautiful!Itseemsatrivialfunctionofthebody——andyetitistheKeytotheSoul————\"
\"TheKeytotheSoul？\"
\"Mansleeps，\"hesaid，\"andhisConsciousMindisinabeyance。ButhisSubconsciousMindisstillawake。Itfunctions。Ithasitsopportunitytoutteritself。TheSnoreistheVoiceoftheSoul!AndnotonlytheSouloftheindividualbutoftheSouloftherace。Alltheexperiencesofman，inhisascentfromthemiretohispresentaltitude，areretainedintheSubconsciousMind—hisfights，hisstruggles，hisfalls，hisrecoveries。Andhisdreamsandnightmaresareracialmemoriesofthesethings。
Snoresarethelanguageinwhichheexpressesthem。
InterprettheSnore，andyouhavethepsychichistoryoftheascentofmanfromCalibantoShakespeare!
\"AndIcaninterpretit!IhavelistenedtoamillionSnores，andlearnedthelanguageoftheSoul!Nightafternight，foryears，IharkedtotheHumanSnore——insummer，hasteningfromparkbenchtobeachandbackagain；inwinter，hauntingthemissionsandlodginghouses。Ah，Heavens!withwhatdevotion，withwhatpassionofthediscoverer，haveInotpursuedtheHumanSnore!Ihavegonemilestolistentosomesnorethatwasreportedtobepeculiar；Ihavedeniedmyselfluxuries，pleasures，andattimesevenfood，inordertohirereluctantpersonstoSnoreforme!
\"AndIhavewrittentheEpicoftheSnoreinverslibre。Youshallheartheprelude!\"
AndthisisFothergil’sprelude：
Snoremeasongofthesoul，Oh，sleeper，snore!
Whistleme，wheezeme，grunkleandgrunt，gurgleandsnortmeaVirilestave!
SnoretilltheCosmosshakes!
OnthewingsofasnoreIflybackwardabillionyears，andgraspthemastodonandItearhimlimbfromlimb，AndwithhisthighhoneIheatthedinosaurtodeath，forIamVirile!
Snore!Snore!Snore!
Snore，Ostrugglingandtroubledandsquirmingandsufferingandchokingandpurple—facedsleeper，snore!
Snoremethesoundofthebrutalstrugglewhenthebigbullplanetsbellowedandfoughtwithoneanother。inthebloodydawnoftimefortheloveoflittleyellow—hairedmoons，Snore!
SnoretillChaosrapswithhisbootonthewallsofCosmosandkickstothelandlord!
Turn，choke，twistandstruggle，sleeper，andsnoremethesongoflifeinthemaking，Sneezemeauniversefullofstar—dust，SnoremebacktothedayswhenIwasaCaveMan，andwithmybarehandsslewthewalrus，forIamVirile!
Snorethedeath—rattleofthewalrus，Ostrugglingsleeper，snore!
Snoreme————
ButIwascompelledtoleave。Thereisagreatdealofit，Fothergilsays。IfyouknowFothergilyouareawarethatwhenhedeclaimshisVirileverseshebecomesexcited；heswellsphysically；
sometimeshelooksquitefivefeettallinhismomentsofexpansion；allthisisverybadforhim。
Morethanoncethedeclamationofhispoem，\"MyselfandtheCosmicUrge，\"hassenthimshakingtotheteaurn。
BeforeIleftIwasabletocalmhimsomewhat。
Butwithcalmcamereflection。Andwithreflectioncamehisgreat，grayDreadagain。
WhenIleft，。Fothergilwaslookingoutofthewindowandshuddering，asiftheMonsterPopularitymightbehidingbehindtheneighboringchimneys。Onehandclaspedthephialcaressingly。
ButsomehowIdoubtthatFothergilwilleverbecompelledtodrinkthepoison。
BALLADEOFUNDERSTANDING
\"DoesnottheWorld’sstupidityAttimesmakeSeriousThinkersfret？\"
IaskedthefairHermione；
\"Sometimes，\"shesaid，\"andyet……andyet。
WefeelweowetheWorldadebt!\"
Shewavedaslim，bejeweledhand，Shebroodedonsomevagueregret……
\"Ihope，\"shesighed，\"you’llUNDERSTAND!\"
\"IsnotyourhighPhilosophyToosubtlefortheMobtoget？\"
Iasked……Sheponderedseriously；
\"Sometimes，\"shesaid，\"andyet……andyet……
ShetrifledwithanamuletImportedfromsomeOrientland……
\"WhatfishcanbursttheCosmicNet？……
IHOPE，\"shesighed，\"you’llUnderstand。\"
\"Art，ScienceandPsychology，Causesthatriseandshineandset，Doalltheseneverwearythee？\"——
\"Sometimes，\"shesaid，\"andyet……andyet。
WouldThoughtandLifehaveevermetUnless\"……Shepaused。HerlashesfannedHereyes，withtearsofardorwet……
\"Ihope，\"shesighed，\"YOU’LLUnderstand!\"
\"Princess，isBulltheOneBestBet？\"—
\"Sometimes，\"shesaid，\"andyet……andyetShemused，andthen；inaccentsbland，\"Ihope，\"shesaid，\"you’llUNDERSTAND!\"
HERMIONEONFASHIONSANDWAR
ISN’Twarfrightful，though；simplyFRIGHTFUL!
WhatShermansaiditwas，youknow。
Thoughtheysaythere’saneconomicconditionbackofthiswar，too。
Wetookupeconomicsnotlongago——ourLittleGroupofSeriousThinkers，youknow——andgaveanentireeveningtoit。
It’swonderful；simplyWONDERFUL!
Withouteconomics，youknow，therecouldn’tbeanyCivilization。
That’sathoughtthatshouldgiveonepause，isn’tit？
Although，ofcourse，thiswarmaydestroycivilizationentirely。
IfIthoughtitwaslikelytodothatIwouldjoininthePeaceDemonstrationatonce——orhavetheyhaditalready？——themarchforpeace，youknow!
Anyhow，nomatterwhatthepersonalsacrificemightbe，Iwouldjoinin。NotthatIcaretomarchinthedust。Andblackneverdidbecomeme。ButIsupposetherewillbesomeautos。And，well——
onemustsacrifice。
ForifCivilizationdiesout，whatwillbecomeofusthen？
WillwereverttothePrimordial？
WilltheCaveMantriumph？
Theveryideagivesmethecreeps!
Because，youknow，theCaveManisallright——
andthePrimitive，andallthat——asaprotestagainstDecadence—andinaLITERARYway——butifALLmenwereCaveMen!
Well，youknow，thethoughtisfrightful；simplyfrightful!
YoucanhaveafeelingforjustONECaveMan，youknow，inthemidstofCivilization，whenaMILLIONCaveMenwould————
Buttheideaistooterribleforwords!
AndinthiscrisisitisWomanwhomustsavetheworld。
Theloveliestwoman——she’squiteadvanced，really，andhasthemostcharmingtoilettes——toldourLittleGroupofSeriousThinkerstheothernightthatthisisthetimewhenWomanmustruletheworld。
ItisthetestoftheNewWoman。
IfANYTHINGissavedfromthewreckitwillbebecauseofHer。
Shecanwriteletterstothepapers，youknow，againstwarand—andallthatsortofthing，youknow。
And，ofcourse，iftheGermansandRussiansandEnglishdoallgettogetherandconquerParis，Isupposetheywon’tkillthemodistesanddesigners。
Civilization，youknow，isnotsoeasilykilledafterall。TheRomanswereconquered，youknow，butalltheirstylesandphilosophiesandthingsweretakenupbytheMedesandPersianswhoconqueredthem，andhaveremainedunchangedinthosecountrieseversince。
Butinatimelikethis，it’scomfortingtohaveaCausetoclingto。
Nomatterwhathappens，theadvancedthinkersmustclingtogetherandmaketheirCausecount。
AndifEnglandshouldconquerFrance，andputakingonthethronethereagain，nodoubttherewillbeagreatrevivaloffashion，astherewasinthedaysofNapoleonI。andtheEmpressEugenie。
ButifalltheadvancedthinkersintheworldcouldonlygettogetherinoneplaceandTHINKPeaceandHarmony——sitdownincircles，youknow，andsendPsychicVibrationsacrosstheocean——whocantellbutwhatthewarmightnotend？
Thetriumphofmindovermatter，youknow。
I’mgoingtoproposetheideatoourlittlegroupandpassitontoalltheotherlittlegroups。
I’dbewillingtogiveupanentireeveningtoitmyself。
URGESANDDOGS
Wehadquiteadiscussiontheotherevening——ourLittleGroupofSeriousThinkers，youknow——astowhetheritwasIdealismorMaterialismthathadgottentheGermansintothisdreadfulwar。
Isn’tIdealismjustsimplywonderful!
FothyFinchsaiditwasneither；hesaiditwastheRacialUrge。
It’sliketheCosmicUrge，youknow；exceptit’saltogetherGerman，Fothyexplained。
EveryonceinawhileyouhearofaNewUrge。
That’soneofthethingsthatdistinguishesModernThoughtfromtheoldphilosophies，don’tyouthink？
Although，ofcourse，theCosmicUrgeisn’twhatitusedtobeayearortwoago。
It’sbecome——er——well，VULGARIZED，ifyouknowwhatImean。EVERYBODY’Swritingandtalkingaboutitnow，don’tyouknow。
Ithink，myself，it’sgoingoutsoon。Andaleader——arealpioneerinthought，youknow，wouldscarcelycaretotalkaboutitnowwithoutasmile。
I’vejustaboutdroppeditmyself。It’sthesamewaywitheverythingexclusive。Itsoonbecomescommon。
Really，Ihadn’twornmywhitesummerfursthreeweeksbeforeIsawsomanyimitationsthatIjustsimplyHADtolaythemaside。
Don’tyouthinkpeoplewhotakeupthingslikethat，aftertherealleadershavedroppedthem，arefrightfullylackinginSUBTLETY？
Oh，Subtlety!Subtlety!WHATwouldmodernthoughtbewithoutSubtlety？
Personally，IjustsimplyHATEtheObvious。It’sso——so——well，soeasilyseenthrough，ifyouknowwhatImean。
FothyFinchsaidtomeonlytheotherday，\"Hasiteveroccurredtoyou，Hermione，thatyouareNOT
anObvioussortofPerson？\"
ItisalmostUNCANNYthewayFothergilFinchcanreadmythoughtssometimes。Wearebothsoverypsychic。
Mammasaidtomelastnight，\"YouareseeingagreatdealofMr。Finch，Hermione。Doyouthinkitisrighttoencouragehimifyoudon’tintendtomarryhim？WhatAREyourintentionswithregardtoMr。Finch？\"
Ididn’tanswerheratall——poordearMammaisSOold—fashioned!
ButIthoughttomyself————
Well，woulditbesoIMPOSSIBLE？
Ofcourse，marriageisaseriousthing。Onemustlookatitfromallpointsofview，ifonehasaSocialConscience。
HehasaLOVELYwaywithdogs，Fothyhas。Theytrusthiminstinctively——heisjustDEARwiththem。
Ihavesomebeautiesnow，youknow。Theyaregettingsotheywon’tletanyonebutFothybathethem。
MOODSANDPOPPIES
WetookuptheBhagavadGita——ourLittleGroupofAdvancedThinkers，youknow——
inquiteathoroughwaytheotherevening。
Isn’ttheBhagavadGitajustsimplyWONDERFUL!
IthasnothingatalltodowithBagdad，youknow——thoughatfirstglanceitseemsquitelikeitmight，doesn’tit？
Ofcourse，they’rebothOriental——aren’tyoujustsimplyWILDaboutOrientalthings？Butreally，they’reQUITEdifferent。
TheBhagavadGita，youknow，isallaboutReincarnationandKarma，andallthoselovelyoldthings。
WhenIstartmySalonI’mgoingtohaveaBhagavadGitaEvening——allincostume，youknow。
IfindthatwhenIdressinharmonywiththeIdeaIRADIATEsomuchmoreeffectively，ifyougetwhatImean。
FothergilFinchisthesameway。
Hewriteshisbestverslibrethingsinapurpledressing—gown。