Show Isadora Duncan In Paris In Love Again Unwed Mother of Two Children Wife Ex-Wife of Russian Poet Who Vho Killed Himself Now Adores An Ital ital- italian Ital- Ital Italian Italian ian There Is Nothing In Life But Love She Declares Plans to Found FoURd F International School of Dan Dancing ing and Expression By JESSIE HENDERSON The New Yorker Abroad Special Dispatch to The Stand ard Examiner Copyright 1926 Consolidated S Press Association PARIS July 17 lt 17 It was wu fete fele day in la a certain little apartment way over OTer somewhere beyond the A woman In la a glorious sea green robe she's robe she's the only woman In Paris who wears weara frocks to her ankles was ankles wag busy hanging up garlands stringing Chinese lanterns seeing feeing to It that the spaghetti had been cooked to the thelast thelast thelast last degree of ot the delicious In her fine tine dark eyes ees was a a happy light And she said eald that mote meta metaphorically speaking there there therel were vine leaves leans In her hair It was to be she declared a DIonysian revel that night In that little apartment Im in love again she sang the modern jazz juz song In a melodious ious bus voice Im in love again sang Isadora Duncan and Im I'm darn glad o of It It- It ItOh ItOh Oh yes It was wag Isadora Dun Duncan Dun can can she from California who brought brought back to the world the radiance ot of o the ancient Greek dances It was Isadora In the handsome forties much plumper and less pretty but as near to beauty In that robe as she has ever been In her life lite AN UNWED MOTHER You remember Isadora She's the girl who tells you frankly that she never neTer married nor wish wish- wished wished wished ed to marry the fathers o of her two children she's the woman who wed the Russian boy poet Serge he he committed suicide In Russia and recently the woman who championed the soviet government so earnestly that the United States state de department looked at her hel very as- as askance askance as askance kance She he is also the woman who sheltered hundreds of ot French refugees during the war nar who lost both her children in a tragic ac accident many years ago and who In some degree has taken in the hearts of ot Parisians the place once held by the divine Sarah Bern Bern Bern- hardt There had had been blen articles to the effect that Isadora w was s broken in heart and in fortune and in spirit Therefore the writer looked hooked her herup herup up to ask her hel how come NOTHING BUT LOVE Im In love again Isadora an answered Which Is all aU that counts at the moment The name of ot my adored Does It matter Ah well say that Its It's or anything beautiful He lie Is an Ital Ital- Italian ian the most beautiful Italian Hallan that ever was born the off ort offspring of Apollo and the sun Theres nothing In life me but bul love she added musingly Well tell but arent aren't there bank bankruptcy and broken hea hearts ts also I dejected spirits spirits- spirits Look at me Isadora cried commandingly Am I brokenhearted broken brokenhearted brokenhearted hearted Do I seem dejected 7 Am I a forlorn creature pacing the streets mourning over the ashes of ot the past past There Is no past for any woman oman unless she elects to dwell In It Im I'm going on at this moment to the biggest the hardest the greatest work ork ot of omy my life me Im going In a It very short time timeto timeto timeto to Moscow In Moscow I have a school for fol children where here at times more than a thousand chil children dren receive Instruction They are Instructed in dancing to be sure but more than that the they are instructed in life lICe TO FOUND SCHOOLS I want to found international schools for tor children so that the children of ot all lands hands will learn to love one another My school teaches what hat all other schools should teach which no school does teach and which is the only thing that needs to be taught taught-It taught It teaches children to feel eel and to express life all I ever did I r never danced I only expressed life lICe Its depth Its richness Its beauty She turned briskly though thatIs that thatIs is too ungraceful a word to find the tack hammer and to nail up another garland to the child of Apollo and the sun whose name Is S Franchetti though really thle thia thiaIs is unimportant IS WELL FIXED As for tor being her bankrupt bankrupt eyes roll gloriously I 1 own two houses in Paris I own a car I 1 have a chauffeur I have haTe a school In Moscow and I have never yet found it necessary to charge one penny for tor giving instruction In dancing Sometimes Ive I've thought my heart was broken but it was only bent a very little lUlIe bit Serge her voice yolee deepened with emotion and for for- foran a an Instant tears sparkled in her hel that eyes eyes waS a dreadful tragedy I ador- ador adored ador adored ed him rand land still do He lie was one of ot the finest of men I r shall meet him again some day in heaven hE-aven I hope |