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OAK GROVE

TRY you
TRACKLES OUT

ON US.

IMBECILING THE SAVE - COME AND JOIN THE EUGEN
WE THINK WE'RE FOR FREE LOVE, SOUL
MATES AND DIVORCE By open an confession.
WE KNOW WERE REJUVENATORS of BONES, BODY
and SPIRITH WE HAVE A JOLLY TIME

No. 4

No. 5.

be deduced from Old English slang. "To talk buckle" is to talk marriage.

Clematis is much in the mind of the patient to whom reference was first made. She writes, copying from some source to me unfamiliar: "The feathery clematis is to me as the fluffy winter girl in her feather boa, when in curl." Here she wanders off, moved by some recollection. . . . "is that you-are your sisters the Public Garden Clematises?" and then continues, after drawing on the page a design to indicate the three-branch character of the clematis blossom: "Each branch, each terminus holds to me a plumed seed, a thought, an emblem of Free Masonry. Oh, what a tangled web I see, What mixed up in the Trinity. What hoary locks to winds set free. Your plumes an Achilles helmet in the air. A whole dragoon, a red cross knight, a Mason."

The Trinity symbolizes in her mind a male cousin who wore the Knights Templar regalia. Observe the words “plumed" and “seed.” The “fluffy" feather boa is also suggestive. Picture No. 5 shows the helmet and plume.

On the original drawing, the artist's thought apparently harking back to "Ivanhoe," there appears "You are a Princess in a town. Rebecca wise you sit while round you waft the feathered smoke. Your crown of brown is gold or bronze, what matters it. A star is thereupon. You are plainly seen yet out of sight. The quality of mercy is not strained. What under the sun does that mean? You are a mystic, a crown of weeds, a plumed knight . . . .”

And further on, "The spider has a name we say-the Virgin's hair she has turned lets say."

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'Is yours a sceptre is yours a man I want to be an angel and with the angels stand, a crown upon my forehead and a star within my hand. So you are an angel-a place for everything and everything in its place—an angel in disgrace." "Somehow a nun wrapt with a veil over her face a gray, soft veil chiffon or a spiders web or the mystery of a none (?) a fate. Why not spin Clothes spin, Lachesis hath twisted, may Atropos never sever." To those familiar with Steckel the sexual symbolism of the spider will occur at once. The hope is above expressed that the mystic union symbolized in the spiders' weaving may never be severed by death.

The Trinity symbol appears in the numerous heads thrown on the screen.