.. and plays and plays for hours on end ... his Red Seal
records of classical music of which he is so fond.
"This behaviour of his is a well-known joke among us, a joke with his
wife, to!" ... the speaker paused, to continue--
"He has a good library and quite a large knowledge of the English
poets."
"That makes it all the more terrible," I replied, "for if he wrote his
verse-prose out of ignorance, he might be somewhat forgiven ... but he
knows better."
* * * * *
I gave a lecture on Keats to a woman's club. They paid me thirty dollars
for the lecture....
"Well, you surely made a killing ... those old birds will worship you
for life," sniggered Ally.
* * * * *
Mackworth and I had a farewell talk before I returned to Laurel. We
stood again in front of his office, on the sunny street ... he had come
out to bid me good-bye.
We talked of the folk poetry of America.... Mackworth recited to me
several of the songs and ballads which I have since seen in Lomax's book
of Cowboy Songs.... I repeated the tale of how I had collected the
jail-songs that I subsequently lost while jumping a freight....
"There's lots of poetry in American life ... Stephen Foster Collins
scratched the surface of it ... but he was a song writer....
"There's poetry on farm, ranch, in small town, big city, all waiting for
the transmuting touch of the true singer .
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