OUR GUEST BOOK 



"No, I don't care for stained glass," he answered, 

 "except in the dining-room. There it is suitable; for 

 when a company of people are around a table, they 

 should be shut in away from distractions; they should 

 each be forced, if necessary, to contribute something 

 to the zest of the conversation." 



We had been taught that the dining-room of a house 

 should have the pleasantest outlook, as so much of the 

 time must necessarily be spent there; but he had ac- 

 quired the European idea of a repast as a social func- 

 tion, no matter how simple the food might be. Being 

 himself a brilliant talker, one could understand his point 

 of view. Evidently he believed that anyone could 

 talk if he would, like the accomplished cartoonist who 

 scorned the word genius- and insisted, "It is just keep- 

 ing at it; anyone can do it with practice." 



We were telling rare experiences around the fire 

 of great logs a chilly afternoon in October, when a 

 sunny American painter told us of an entertaining 

 spectacle which he saw down in Virginia while shoot- 

 ing. 



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