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Goodwin's weekly : a thinking paper for thinking people. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1902-1919, June 13, 1908, Image 5

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GOODWIN'S WEEKLY. 5 jl
sideration for 'its growth should bo more than a
feather to the scales with you in the balance.
That shows you, doesn't it, the manner of man
I am? No moral policeman could warn you to
keep off the grass of my quality of soul; I myself
invite you to trample it it "just divides the des
ert from the sown."
As I said, you'd simply wreck Chelling, . and
I he's too good such men are too few to be sacri
ficed to a woman of your temperament. For you
are not capable you know it as well as I of
sustaining the place he has given you. You are
like a paste diamond forgive me, Katherine!
in the setting he has made exquisitely of his own
purest gold.
You have always been a flirt. I, who have
known you all your life, recognize it as charac
teristic of you your attribute just as the sparks
fly upward. You wanted admiration as a child
do you remember our school days? you wanted
it as a girl, and the more you received, the more
you craved. It was to satisfy this craving more
than your concept of a compelling talent that
made you finally go on the stage. To do this,
you had to break with your relatives who opposed
it, and you did so without, as far as I could ever
discover, a single pang.
To say that your success in your art has proved
your justification, is, of course, an eloquent de
fense. But your art has been in making people
admire you, and you have done it so consum
mately that few have understood that your talent
as an actress has always been subordinate to your
charm as a woman.
Analysis, you understand, is a foe to sentiment,
but I, who am an analyst by profession, deplore
in you the lack of the quality I am supposed to
deiide. It is still a weakness on the part of men
to wish women to illustrate the feminine virtues
and I suppose it is a mqasure of the way 1 regard
you that I fortuitously regret your attitude toward
Chelling.
It isn't difficult for me to remember the- you
of ten years ago. It was the real you then, I
think; that is, the you I thought you not a part
you took up or put down, You were charming,
graceful, girlish like (you remember her?)
I We don't want to take
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Leonardo's princess, whose profile haunts one's
memory far more persistently than Mona Lisa's
dubious smiling. I was almost oh, well! quite
in love with you then. To a boy of twenty
two you were the ideal a Daphne, shy, immortal,
an inspiration for the .first unspoiled devotion a
boy gives from the best in him. You didn't want
it, and I outgrew later with a wrench the power
to give it.
"No diver brings up love again" the flawless
pearl is found only once. But in some way, though
I understand you so fully, though everything is
changed, that old time is the perfect thing of
my life, and I wish I could blot out the years
and be, for my soul's good, the boy I was even
if you were out of the question. But I can't
over lose you in that way again, and it's my loss
and my tragedy. It was the best way, Katherine
even if I were as crude as we used to think
Chelling.
You are a brilliant woman an actress who has
achieved the praise that is still the "golden cry"
in your ears, but you've deteriorated as a woman
from that earlier self that might have been the
key the index to the character I thought you
were long ago, and that Chelllngs thinks you
now.
To be popular, to be exploited as an actress
whose cleverness was as daring as it was bril
liant, has satisfied you perfectly. That a few
people of an old-fashioned sort in the little places
where you used to live, held up their hands in
horror over the roles you took, over the notoriety
the press manipulated for you, was nothing to
you. Their opinions of you not only didn't
tiouble you you didn't even think about their
having one.
When I met you three years ago in France,
after so long a time, I saw you didn't mind the
disapproval you might provoke; you were as care
less of it as Undine.
I, too, you comprehend, had reached a place
that if it didn't match yours in brilliancy, at
least equaled it in cynical pessimism. I hadn't
any illusions about myself or my books. I didn't
believe in the milk of human kindness any more
than you. We were two of a kind products of
arid materialism; and you were much more inter- jw
ested in me when you discovered this than ever ,H
before. I had acquired analysis; and I studied ijB
you frankly. You remember I told you when you 'Wm
asked me once the result of my analysis. It ;H
wasn't flattering. I pointed out the fact that there Bf"
was one direction in which you couldn't advance JH
that you'd shut the door. That direction was JH
the normal one for every woman love. b's
I didn't think you had ever considered its lB
existence outside its necessitous part in your 'JB ,
profession. As a sentiment, as an exaltation of 1B
the bnt in human nature, you hadn't considered Wm
it. Iu your profession it was a pose assumed ijK
as you put on a costume, and I told you that 3H
though you could trick an audience at a pinch Wm
trick the one person yet you'd never trick your- pH
self. )U
That's the test, you understand, of the real 1H
thing to lose one's self utterly, past finding, in Wm
devotion that's single-hearted and real. We quar- B
reled, of course; you said my estimate was embit- Vmm
tered and I resented the implication. I watched JjjH
your manner to Chelling Chelling, who was awk- IB
ward, shy and amusing. It was a fine bit of act- IS
ing off the stage. We nad discussed him half jjjH
contemptuously during those first days before 1B
our disagreement, and had wondered that our IfB
hostess should have invited so stupid a relation ijjffi
cousin, wasn't he? to introduce to" her French ''jjjn
in-laws. Old Madame do Silancourt liked him, :(!B
I remember, even if he did blush over her droll jB
stories and she made them less droll, I noticed, mm
when he was by. tjjH
But I don't think, In looking back, that any of - ifm
us even suspected his real worth it wasn't in us Wm
io recognize it until the world flung it into our B
faces. I feel sure it was merely the difficulty of fjB
attracting him that made you determined to con- 9H
quer. He was different from all the men you had IjH
ever known he wasn't even aware of your H
charm, for it belonged to an atmosphere he didn't jfls
comprehend. To bo charming to him it was neces- ifflm
sary to abandon your real self to take a role ifflf
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