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Conger Reynolds correspondence, May 1918
1918-05-09 Conger Reynolds to Daphe Reynolds Page 2
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She didn't know you wore them that day when we went to see Jimmy Montgomery and that I inhaled their fragrance all the time I was trying to keep my feet on the Earth and my wits together enough to say "I do - I do" at the proper moment. She didn't know how imaginative and full of sentiment I can be. She didn't know how her pretty little favor would bring a flood of memories to the fore of my consciousness, reviving the original thrills of happiness and at the same time staggering me with the feeling of loneliness that these suggestions cause when I am so utterly distant from you. The moment I stepped in the door and saw them and caught their fragrance in my nostrils I thought of you, my dear, and our day of days. But it was not for that that Madame Flamerion brought them. I knew she didn't know that they would affect me in that way. She had not decorated your shrine before. I knew she had some special reason. So I asked her. And I learned that she was carrying out a custom of the gracious, pretty sort of which the French people has so many. On the first of May it seems, "all the world runs to the wood to find the muguets" - lilies of the valley in our tongue - to bring them to
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She didn't know you wore them that day when we went to see Jimmy Montgomery and that I inhaled their fragrance all the time I was trying to keep my feet on the Earth and my wits together enough to say "I do - I do" at the proper moment. She didn't know how imaginative and full of sentiment I can be. She didn't know how her pretty little favor would bring a flood of memories to the fore of my consciousness, reviving the original thrills of happiness and at the same time staggering me with the feeling of loneliness that these suggestions cause when I am so utterly distant from you. The moment I stepped in the door and saw them and caught their fragrance in my nostrils I thought of you, my dear, and our day of days. But it was not for that that Madame Flamerion brought them. I knew she didn't know that they would affect me in that way. She had not decorated your shrine before. I knew she had some special reason. So I asked her. And I learned that she was carrying out a custom of the gracious, pretty sort of which the French people has so many. On the first of May it seems, "all the world runs to the wood to find the muguets" - lilies of the valley in our tongue - to bring them to
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