Capitolo 23
mother had been attracted with the calls by the general. Further to satirize the
persons' in love similarity, her one day united on its roses of shoulders of
yellow ribbon.
Sylvia has now passed by Scott to Moore; and a lot of times lately her
you/he/she has done her it felt in the garden with stories to the fat boy on
the subject of Peris that he/she cries in front of the gates of Heaven, or warbling
elegies under the green sea in respect to the daughter of Araby. There is a
true attitude in the second reference; for the true place of this boy in
nature is the deep seas of the polar regions, where animals are dressed again
with thick fabrics of jellyfish. If Sylvia ever harpoons him, as her
it seems seriously bent on to do, she will have to drive his/her weapon in
deep.
Yesterday she jumped I cross to me with his/her hair that flies and an open
letter in his/her hand.
"Oh, reads him/it!" she cried, his/her lighting of face with glory.
It resulted to be a letter from the great one the Mr. Prentice, of the
Louisville _Journal_ that it accepts a poem that she had lately sent him, and
assigning her a fixed place among his enormous and shining galaxy of
Poetesses in Kentucky. The title of the poem was, the "My Person in love Kneels
Anybody but God."
"I inflict from this", I said me, seriously, "that Your person in love is a Kentuckian."
"He is", cried Sylvia. "Oh, his/her incomparable, the pride of haughty!"
"Well, I congratulate you to me, Sylvia" I continued, mildly, "to the I have
such editor and such person in love; but I really think that Your person in love
you/he/she should kneel a small to the Mr. Prentice on this one occasion."
"Never!" Cried Sylvia. "I am able I refuse him as chaff!"
"Of the day when you meet the Mr. Prentice, Sylvia" that I have continued, subsequently,
"You will want to be very beautiful to him, and it is probable that you give him anything
new to analyze."
Sylvia equivocally studied me; the subject is not anybody that reassures her/it.