Authors, American -- 20th century -- Correspondence; Crane, Hart, 1899-1932. Correspondence
Last night I was invited to witness some astonishing dances and psychic
feats performed by a group of pupils belonging to the now famous mystic
monastery founded by Gurdjieff near Versailles (Paris), that is giving
some private demonstrations of their training methods in New York now.
You have to receive a written invitation, and after that there is no
charge. I can’t possibly begin to describe the elaborate theories and
plan of this institution, nor go into the details of this single
demonstration, but it was very, very interesting--and things were done
by amateurs which would stump the Russian ballet, I’m sure. Georgette
LeBlanc, former wife of Maeterlinck, was seated right next to me (she
brought them over here, or was instrumental in it, I think) with
Margaret Anderson, whom I haven’t seen since she got back from Paris in
November. Georgette had on the gold wig which the enclosed picture will
show you, and was certainly the most extraordinary looking person I’ve
ever seen; beautiful, but in a rather hideous way. --/--/
177: TO HIS MOTHER
[_New York City_] _Feb 13th, ’24_
Dear Grace: There’s a pack of troubles to listen to shortly so don’t
mind too much.
In the first place, I have been sick with the grippe for three days, but
am getting better. In the second place I lost my job on Monday
last--because, plainly, the man who had employed me had over-estimated
the volume of his business. I had heard that he was prone to
extravagances of such sort from one of the other men in the firm before
I took the job, but I took the chance. He couldn’t say a thing against
my work or copy as an excuse, but he had to invent some fantastic
pretenses that I saw through right away as grounds; it was a dirty deal,
and the only hope I have is that Huebsch is still considering me for the
position there, which, if it eventuates, will certainly be better than
anything I have ever had yet. To make matters worse, just a moment ago I
got a letter from the man from whom I have been renting this room and
its furniture. He is coming back to take possession again on the first
of March! I have only fifty dollars on me in the meantime and my 30
dollars rent for this remaining month on the room has not been paid.
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