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date: 1920-04-05

names-on-the-page: Maizie Fitzroy

transcription: April 5, 1920 - Page 6

After the laugh she gave this bit of Samuel Wheaton:

"I sayed me, Lathrop, that I'd trig her and set her sailin' in a ---"

Then she harked back to her discussion on learning and said:

"Learnin' be a thrifty wench and like sae many thrifty
wenches, sets her lang and lang unto the nights hours
patchin' wisdom's seat!"

We turned to the record to what she had said about enlightenment being
the result of the union of wisdom and learning and she said:

"Learnin' be the labor o' the birth."

Here she did one of her unusual stunts in which she included a poem to
Maizie Fitzroy, mingling it with the conversation of Samuel Wheaton.

Below is the matter just as it came:

If the day were but a whit less dark, high sea, yea and taut
'er to a voyage which shall lead her to a port. I says a port!
Mr. Stanhope, there's 'ell fer to pay. Then wouldst thou with
sunless lips let loose thy heart? "I says there's hell to pay,
Mr. Stanhope. Lathrop's pulled the bung o' the cask and the
hold be stinkin'. Shouldst thou then in a certain dawn forget
the yesterdays and let lose thy heart, what a darksome spot
should lone, thy day, beloved, thy day! "I says, Mr. Stanhope,
that since the capn's been o'erboard and the crew mutinied and
the de'il to pay, as I said afore, but another day, beloved,
comes, a perfect day with the shadows gone, with a red sun set
in a green morn sky, a day who wears a crown of pearls, pale stars.
"It be nay use, Mr. Stanhope. Lathrop here and me be 'pon ye
for settin' the chart. She's nay mind for seein' ye but should
she show yet the thing she's athin 'er packin," Samuel Wheaton
nodded toward the parcel Lathrop had dropped. Fear not then,
the garden's gate is oped, beloved. Forge the darksome day
for the sun, I promise thee, rises!

It will be noticed that she has whimsically run meaning together from
poem to story and from story to Poem.

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