THE PERFUME CONCERT
THE loveliest man gave us a talk the other evening—our Little Group of Serious Thinkers, you know—on the Art of the Future.
And what do you think it is to be? You'd never guess! Never!
The entertainment of the future will be a Perfume Concert!
Every scent, if you get what I mean, corresponds to some color, and every color corresponds to some sound, and every sound corresponds to some emotion.
And the truly esthetic person—the one who is Sensitized, if you get what I mean—will hear a tone on the violin, and see a color, and think passionately of the One he Loves, all at the same time, just through smelling a Rose.
Only, of course, it must be the right kind of a rose.
Papa—poor dear Papa is so coarse and crude sometimes in his attempts to be witty—Papa says it would be a fine idea to lead the man who talked to
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