It was Maxine
Elliott's third night in her new play by Clyde
Fitch and I never saw her so beautiful. She was an American
heiress loved by - and loving - a German Crown Prince, a dear boy
with an adorable broken English tongue. There is a plot of the bad
step mother. The interference of an adorable German Archduchess - the
aunt - who "has lof-ed" herself- and all the complications of emotions
over an suggested morganatic marriage and finally he gladly gives up his
crown to a younger brother - with the King's reluctant consent. It was
most delightful. Mr. Perry
sat near us again (He did
Wednesday.) Late again.
Sept. 3. Sun.
A lovely day - but it did rain hard in the night, Mother says - I was most monstrously
sleepy even at getting - up time this morn- ing. After breakfast Zenda and I retired to my divan and andat last I began my treat "The Divine
Fire", which I read more or less all day. This afternoon
(after some picture-taking) in South
Park, under a big chestnut - with
the band music floating across the meadows - "The Holy City"
- a cornet solo - and other very charming music. There were autos
whizzing and golfers golfing - but I was alone with the mosquitoes -
and even forgot them with Lucia and
Keithon "On Harcombe Hill"
It was Maxine
Elliott's third night in her new play by Clyde
Fitch and I never saw her so beautiful. She was an American
heiress loved by - and loving - a German Crown Prince, a dear boy
with an adorable broken English tongue. There is a plot of the bad
step mother. The interference of an adorable German Archduchess - the
aunt - who "has lof-ed" herself- and all the complications of emotions
over an suggested morganatic marriage and finally he gladly gives up his
crown to a younger brother - with the King's reluctant consent. It was
most delightful. Mr. Perry
sat near us again (He did
Wednesday.) Late again.
Sept. 3. Sun.
A lovely day - but it did rain hard in the night, Mother says - I was most monstrously
sleepy even at getting - up time this morn- ing. After breakfast Zenda and I retired to my divan and andat last I began my treat "The Divine
Fire", which I read more or less all day. This afternoon
(after some picture-taking) in South
Park, under a big chestnut - with
the band music floating across the meadows - "The Holy City"
- a cornet solo - and other very charming music. There were autos
whizzing and golfers golfing - but I was alone with the mosquitoes -
and even forgot them with Lucia and
Keithon "On Harcombe Hill"
It was Maxine
Elliott's third night in her new play by Clyde
Fitch and I never saw her so beautiful. She was an American
heiress loved by - and loving - a German Crown Prince, a dear boy
with an adorable broken English tongue. There is a plot of the bad
step mother. The interference of an adorable German Archduchess - the
aunt - who "has lof-ed" herself- and all the complications of emotions
over an suggested morganatic marriage and finally he gladly gives up his
crown to a younger brother - with the King's reluctant consent. It was
most delightful. Mr. Perry
sat near us again (He did
Wednesday.) Late again.
Sept. 3. Sun.
A lovely day - but it did rain hard in the night, Mother says - I was most monstrously
sleepy even at getting - up time this morn- ing. After breakfast Zenda and I retired to my divan and andat last I began my treat "The Divine
Fire", which I read more or less all day. This afternoon
(after some picture-taking) in South
Park, under a big chestnut - with
the band music floating across the meadows - "The Holy City"
- a cornet solo - and other very charming music. There were autos
whizzing and golfers golfing - but I was alone with the mosquitoes -
and even forgot them with Lucia and
Keithon "On Harcombe Hill"