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Correspondence from Aleister Crowley to Gerald Kelly
Hotel D'iéna. Paris.
[Undated: circa 1904?]
Dear Gerald,
Yes! it is humiliating to think that after sneering for years at the man who
Wound up the clock With the head of his cock And rogered his wife with the key
I should myself mistake a Sandow Home Exerciser for a telephone. I should thank you for details of crime. The purport of my instructions was—you guess, of course, to have a handle against Nurse if she turned to bay (like the Old Guard of God) for 'wrongful dismissal' or something. B.K. [Blanche Kelly] is evidently right about money. The proposal and acceptance of £3 aid to a £30 job needs no witnesses—it's idiocy is its guarantee. Vide enclosed.
'Silurian' paper seems atavistic to a fabulous extent.
Have in cortex a fine defence of the 'smart set' and a whack at E.F. Benson.
Yrs ever.
Aleister Crowley.
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