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Correspondence from Aleister Crowley to Louis Umfreville Wilkinson
Jan 22 1945
Excuse these odd scraps—midnight night-light, mostly. Just tidying up.
I must have said quite a lot of things in Paris, as I had a real reputation there. Seymour de Ricci might remember a few. The only one I can recall depends on the date: I think 1927. Party at Paterson's. They appealed to me for the most foul, horrible, obscene, disgusting word in the English language. I said: "Baldwin". A pity nobody was listening.
Party: A.C. smoking drowsily. Talk: how to spend a night in Russia without Norfolk Howards. Each man had his pet plan: at last, "Wake up, you! You've just been there—what about it?" A.C. yawning "Quite simple". All exclaim "not simple". "How then"? A.C. "Shift the frontier".
[Outside envelope] See 5 despatch: Donegal's noble effort to explain away the "mental ape" remark.
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