The Century Illustrated Monthly Magazine, September, 1913: Vol. LXXXVI, No. 5Various
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The Century Illustrated Monthly Magazine, September, 1913: Vol. LXXXVI, No. 5
Various
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~Mr. L. Frank Tooker~ of Callao, Peru, insists that the rymbel is
didactic, and that its highest form is found in Spanish South America,
where it is used to inculcate the prudence and self-restraint for which
that region is preëminent. In illustration of this contention, he sends
this from Callao:
THE PRUDENT LOVER
I think when I behold her face,
It is so varee fair,
’Tis best to get acquaint’, you know,
And so I gaze _simpatico_:
That’s how you call to stare.
Ah, she was pausing on that stair
So timid like the fawn;
And fawn-like were her eyes, her lips
Were like the flowers the slow bee sips
Upon the dewy lawn.
But, _hola! she_ was not in lawn;
For as she turned to go,
I saw the pearls glow at her throat,
The satin gown about her float,
Though timid like the doe.
_Caramba!_ I have not the dough
For such expensiveness.
The eyes, the lips, the timid air,
That’s varee nice; but, oh, beware
That C. O. D. express!
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Again the low rymbling sound of Miss Carolyn Wells!! This time ART is
her impassioned theme. She writes from Hansontown, Herfordshire.
ON A PORTRAIT OF NANCY
Full winsome was her bonny face,
And eke her golden hair.
Her gown was weft of rarest lace;
And high aloft, with gentle grace,
A sunshade pink she bare.
The She Bear from the forest came,
Just why, I cannot state.
The creature seemed to be quite tame;
Methought, would I her favor claim,
I must ingratiate.
In gray she ate! The lunch was fair,--
We had a window-seat.
Her gray gown meek, yet debonair;--
Demure,--yet with a regal air,--
She looked imperial,--sweet.
“Imperial suite? Yes,--I dare say
’T would make our voyage gladder.”
My wife is mad about display--
(But when I mentioned what we’d pay,
It only made Rose madder!)
Rose madder,--’tis the tint I’d use
To paint my brain’s fair figment;
A shape, half goddess and half muse,
And all in misty, pinkish hues,
The color scheme,--the pigment.
The color scheme the pig meant? Ma’am,
That _was_ a subtle fancy!
In tints of dawning gooseb’ry jam,
And those soft pinks of early ham,
We painted little Nancy!
[Illustration: Drawing by Birch
THE “ELITE” BATHING DRESS
_Now so much in vogue at Newport_]
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