"Gay" is the captivating cognomen of a Young Woman of cambridge, mass. to whom nobody seems to have mentioned ye olde freudian wish; when i contemplate her uneyes safely ensconced in thick glass you try if we are a gentleman not to think of(sh) the world renowned investigator of paper sailors--argonauta argo harmoniously being with his probably most brilliant pupil mated, let us not deem it miraculous if their(so to speak)offspring has that largo appearance of somebody who was hectocotyliferously propagated when Miss G touched n.y. our skeleton stepped from his cupboard gallantly offering to demonstrate the biggest best busiest city and presently found himself rattling for that well known suburb the bronx(enlivening an otherwise dead silence with harmless quips, out of Briggs by Kitty) arriving in an exhausted condition, i purchased two bags of lukewarm peanuts with the dime which her mama had generously provided(despite courte- ous protestations) and offering Miss Gay one(which she politely refused)set out gaily for the hyenas suppressing my frank qualms in deference to her not inobvious perturba- tions unhappily, the denizens of the zoo were that day inclined to be uncouthly erotic more particularly the primates--from which with dignity square feet turned abruptly Miss Gay away: "on the whole"(if you will permit a metaphor savouring slightly of the demotic) Miss Gay had nothing to say to the animals and the animals had nothing to say to Miss Gay during our return voyage, my pensive companion dimly remarlted some- thing about "stuffed fauna" being "very interesting" . . . we also discussed the possibility of rain. . . E distant proximity to a Y.W.c.a. she suddenly luffed --thanking me; and(stating that she hoped we might "meet again sometime")vanished, gunwale awash. I thereupon loosened my collar and dove for the nearest l; surreptitiously cogitating the dictum of a new england sculptor(well on in life)re the helen moller dancers, whom he considered "elevating--that is, if dancing CAN be ele- vating" Miss(believe it or)Gay is a certain Young Woman unacquainted with the libido and pursuing a course of instruction at radcliffe college, cambridge, mass. i try if you are a gentleman not to sense something un poco putrido when we contemplate her uneyes safely ensconced in thick glass
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