Letters to Helen - Impressions of an Artist on the Western Front by Keith Henderson
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than now.
Do you agree? _December 6._ Cathedrals, the earth, the sky, and all that in them is--those are the things that rest and soothe one out here. Thank God for cathedrals! How splendid of Litlin, to be getting Bunny taught reels. I do trust she will give lots of attention to it. After seeing a certain amount of human misery and so forth, I believe more than ever that the whole aim of the world is in the direction of Joy. And as dancing is one of the most primitive expressions of joy, give me dancing, says I. This is all said in the middle of dictation of orders, and so I expect it's ungrammatical, but you know what I mean. _December 7._ What do you think? I lunched to-day with George. We lunched in a most superb officers' club, formerly the house of some Count or other: all white and gold, and chandeliers and mirrors--a dream. _December 8._ |
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