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has come over you, but you cannot leave your name on this foul sheet. There are three words in here no young girl should know."

My father was so upset, I went to the phone, called Crowninshield, explained my father was an honest, typical American Business man, and if he reacted in such horrified manner to the magazine, perhpas we better proofread again, seeing it trhough the eyes of the average person. My father had implied I would even be put in prison for standing back of such language. Prions did not worry me, I thought it would be a lark, but my father;s vehemence did, for never before had he interfered with anything I had done.

Racing down to Crowinshield's office together we went over the magazine; I never saw the three objectinable words my father spoke of, probably I was too young to recognize them,a dn Crowinshield too much of a gentleman to point them out.

But he decided that since Mrs. Whitney;s name [[strikethrough]] c [[/strikethrough]] would be used, and his and others, it might be better not to send the thing through the mail. Thereby a scandal was averted, and the magazine given out by hand.

Perhpas mine is the only copy [[strikethrough]] new [[/strikethrough]] left in existence. But occasionally I see refered to in art journals, so it is worth while keeping it as a sample of revolt of wild young people in the Twenties.