<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4969091750963803512</id><updated>2011-12-18T14:29:01.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the Lost Works of Louise Bryant</title><subtitle type='html'>War Correspondent, Suffragette and Mother (1885-1936)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisebryantbook.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4969091750963803512/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisebryantbook.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>antoinette nora claypoole, editor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18385471672658548560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-167ynK4Ha48/Tu5o_SdT7FI/AAAAAAAABMs/LK7fOoe5BVs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-11-14%2Bat%2B13.14%2B%25234.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4969091750963803512.post-200656970486677208</id><published>2011-10-09T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T13:03:10.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please visit &lt;a href="http://www.wildembers.com/"&gt;Wild Embers Press&lt;/a&gt; and buy books&lt;br /&gt;to support this Project. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="mailto:watersongs@gmail.com"&gt;Write us&lt;/a&gt; for updates&lt;br /&gt;on the publication date or any info you would like&lt;br /&gt;about Louise Bryant's "revival". &amp;nbsp;Many thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4969091750963803512-200656970486677208?l=louisebryantbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisebryantbook.blogspot.com/feeds/200656970486677208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;postID=200656970486677208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4969091750963803512/posts/default/200656970486677208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4969091750963803512/posts/default/200656970486677208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisebryantbook.blogspot.com/2011/10/please-visit-wild-embers-press-and-buy.html' title=''/><author><name>antoinette nora claypoole, editor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18385471672658548560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-167ynK4Ha48/Tu5o_SdT7FI/AAAAAAAABMs/LK7fOoe5BVs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-11-14%2Bat%2B13.14%2B%25234.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4969091750963803512.post-4702983260136649313</id><published>2011-03-26T15:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T16:10:39.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;this project is partially funded by an Oregon Literary Arts (Portland, Or)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;fellowship awarded to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.butterflywritingbio.blogspot.com/"&gt;antoinette nora claypoole&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1030718783"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://louisebryantbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/myth-of-lady-unexplored.html" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-4AqdnPS-e-Q/TIFbIsW6wMI/AAAAAAAAA6g/ZZCgRoTGQgs/s320/louise+and+baby+ship.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://louisebryantbook.blogspot.com/2008/03/myth-of-lady-unexplored.html"&gt;"Louise Bryant and her daughter Anne, circa 1925"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4969091750963803512-4702983260136649313?l=louisebryantbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisebryantbook.blogspot.com/feeds/4702983260136649313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;postID=4702983260136649313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4969091750963803512/posts/default/4702983260136649313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4969091750963803512/posts/default/4702983260136649313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisebryantbook.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-project-is-partially-funded-by_1318.html' title=''/><author><name>antoinette nora claypoole, editor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18385471672658548560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-167ynK4Ha48/Tu5o_SdT7FI/AAAAAAAABMs/LK7fOoe5BVs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-11-14%2Bat%2B13.14%2B%25234.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-4AqdnPS-e-Q/TIFbIsW6wMI/AAAAAAAAA6g/ZZCgRoTGQgs/s72-c/louise+and+baby+ship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4969091750963803512.post-5750910889809900147</id><published>2011-03-26T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T15:24:31.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #551a8b; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;this project is partially funded by an Oregon Literary Arts (Portland, Or)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;fellowship&amp;nbsp; awarded to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.butterflywritingbio.blogspot.com/"&gt;antoinette nora claypoole&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;from Part Four "Sold Down River" of&amp;nbsp; Bronzed Flower Revival:&amp;nbsp; Auto/Biography of Louise Bryant (1885-1936)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;these letters are copies of the original&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;and &amp;nbsp;are transcribed in final draft of the project.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: x-small;"&gt;This project intends to allow&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Louise Bryant to tell her own story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;via cables, letters and writings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;a. nora claypoole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif; 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margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;this project is partially funded by an Oregon Literary Arts (Portland, Or)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;fellowship&amp;nbsp; awarded to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.butterflywritingbio.blogspot.com/"&gt;antoinette nora claypoole &amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; font-style: italic; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; font-style: italic; line-height: 24px;"&gt;synopsis of Part Three "Myth of a Lady Unexplored"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;by antoinette nora claypoole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;(please note: ENDNOTES can be found at the bottom of this page)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br class="webkit-block-placeholder" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Overview, Part Three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;While Louise travelled Europe and the Middle East, reporting and writing pieces for the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;International News Service,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;she was still deeply lost without her lover and comrade, Jack Reed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Her work sustained her but loneliness plagued her personal life. Her Riga Journals shared with us that angst and explained her remedy: work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Still, there was a personal longing for a partner and her desire to have a child was clearly a collaborative expedition she was determined to accomplish. Her bravado accomplished the best of her dreams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;And so. During her News Service years a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;man whom she and Jack Reed had met in Washington, D.C. in 1918, William C. Bullitt, appeared in her life. Sending her a note with the letterhead from Putnam, an established publisher, Bullitt convinced her to meet him for an evening in New York.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;In mid 1921, just months after Reed’s death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;The invite was “to discuss business”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_edn1" name="_ednref1" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[i]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;It’s unclear whether Louise agreed to that meeting but Bullitt persisted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;He and his wife at that time were Philadelphia “aristocracy”, independently wealthy, and both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;were known to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;follow Louise to her writing posts overseas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_edn2" name="_ednref2" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[ii]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;, insist she join them for dinner and overall made a point of being in her life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Soon into these encounters with Bullitt and his wife Ernesta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;however, Bullitt’s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;intentions to “woo” Louise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;and leave his wife became evident. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;It is difficult to know exactly why/how the Bryant/Bullitt “romance” emerged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Louise’s own cables and letters, studying her personal, collected archives for clues as to the truth is neither entirely reliable nor conclusive, as with Bullitt’s temperament it is a certainty that Louise Bryant’s personal memorabilia could have easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;been sorted and censored after her death, by Bullitt or his attaches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;We have mostly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Bullitt’s history to consider regarding how Louise Bryant came to marry William C. Bullitt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;His story is, perhaps, the key.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Bullitt had been “with the Department of State”, a Wilson ally when Jack Reed was first accused of treason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_edn3" name="_ednref3" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[iii]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;A letter by the Dept. of State referencing Reed’s efforts to have Bullitt “retrieve his confiscated papers” (his writings which would become the book Ten Days that Shook the World) confirms the connection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_edn4" name="_ednref4" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[iv]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Bullitt in fact could in all honesty claim a connection to Reed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Anyone with a connection to Reed was welcome solace; Bryant was obviously, bitter sweetly comforted by those occasions of memorys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;But Bullitt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;had “left” the government position around 1920 under unclear circumstances. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;At the time of Reed’s death the red scare was taking hold and it is clear that Louise Bryant was under investigation by the Military Intelligence Department--MID (an early incarnation of the FBI). Whether Bullitt knew of that surveillance and was a part of undercover operations is not known. Later, during their divorce Louise expressed concerns about this possibility. We do know that Bullitt announced to his friends and made it clear to Louise that he was finished with government&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;and was going to be a writer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;This was sometime around his work with the League of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Nations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Louise was quite proud of his role in those negotiations though in the end they did lead to his leaving Government service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;It is clear the bravado to leave impressed her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Along with his new found passion: being a writer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Bullitt began working on a book and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;it was during this novel-writing time that he courted Louise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Having "known” Reed and now becoming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;a “writer”, Bullitt was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;obviously a draw for Louise. He promised to leave his wife and claimed to understand Louise’s consuming “passion for Jack”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;It was well known and understandable that anyone who had known Reed brought Louise comfort. The Bullitt/Reed connection created a thread of familiarity. And the writer aspect of Bullitt was reminiscent of her days with Reed when their deepest bond was spent writing, parallel Bohemian lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;She acquiesced to Bullitt’s pursuit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;While at the same time doing some of her finest reporting (as presented in Part two of this collection).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Other than the fact that she married Bullit only eight weeks before her baby was born,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_edn5" name="_ednref5" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[v]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; there is little known of their plans to marry, other than the fact that Louise was pregnant. From it’s inception&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;the Bullitt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;union was wrought with uncertainty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;their marriage date a window into the landscape of reluctance texturing their residential traumas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;It was a mere two months before the baby was born that Louise had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;agreed, reluctantly, it appears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;to marry Bullitt. Louise succumbed to Bullitt’s insistence that he and she were “meant to be” as portrayed in his long, doting and demanding love letters sent during their courtship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_edn6" name="_ednref6" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[vi]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;She did, apparently, love him—some of her early letters to him express a rather “motherly” type connection-- yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;friends remember that when they saw Louise and Bill Bullitt together, she in fact spoke of Jack Reed, often and freely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_edn7" name="_ednref7" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[vii]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; Louise married Bullitt when she was 7 months pregnant, in Dec. 1923. No journal entries nor writings were found in Louise’s collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;per the marriage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;What we do have are her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;handwritten fragments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;As found in her personal archives. On a slip of paper found on pages of a work in progress by Louise (from” Letters to myself: Soul Stuff” )--months after the baby was born--she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;writes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Chap on Women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;who deceive their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;husbands—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;D’s (D’Annunzio)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;story---Ready, are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;You? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;{and}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Women who have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Children by men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Other than their husbands”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_edn8" name="_ednref8" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[viii]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Nine months before Louise gave birth to her daughter, Louise, though staying with Bullitt in Turkey in an “exotic gilded castle”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_edn9" name="_ednref9" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[ix]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;was also apparently travelling to visit with/interview Gabrielle D’Annunzio, a famous Italian writer/poet who had emerged as a fascist on Italy’s contentious post war stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Louise’s travels and time with D’Annunzio coincide with her pregnancy. For, what is known, per a timeline, is that in the Spring of 1923 Louise began her work on a famous piece about the “cloister of beauty” within which poet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Gabriele D’Annunzio resided. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_edn10" name="_ednref10" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[x]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; It is her writing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;within that piece,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;which gives us a timeline:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;“When he was ill and thought about God more than he does these uplifting Spring days...” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;With the knowledge that Louise spent much time with D’Annunzio, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;in Italy, nine months before giving birth, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;one can speculate that Bullitt may not have necessarily been the father of her baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;In those days of course, no DNA nor discussions of “real fathers” existed. The fact is, the spring Louise conceived her baby was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;spent in Italy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;and with Bullitt, travelling back and forth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;It appears the Bryant/Bullitt marriage, being rather “last minute”,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;was not a celebration of vows. As no writings exist about the event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Or her possible apprehensions were censored/removed from her archives,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;after her death. The exact nature of their courtship/marriage may never be known.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;We have no love letters nor exposes of love toward Bullitt, by Louise, upon which to base their union.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;It would seem that at least, the marriage occurred to offer the baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;“a father’s name”, which made a child’s life easier in those times. Louise had known what it was like to live without a father, and apparently wanted to be certain her daughter did not inherit the same fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;On Feb. 23, 1924 the baby was born with gorgeous dark eyes, a head of coal black hair, a Mediterranean gem. Neither Louise nor Bullitt were olive-skinned beauties. And so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Louise birthed her first and only child, Anne Moën Bullitt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;And William Bullitt was named father, after their marriage just weeks earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;wrote a mythical, celebration piece about the birth and child, though nothing of Louise’s personal writings from that era survived. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_edn11" name="_ednref11" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[xi]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;To their merit Bullitt and Bryant did try to be “good parents”--as can be seen via their numerous love letters/correspondences for and about Anne—yet they were nonetheless plagued with discord. Within the six years that followed their uncertain union, Louise Bryant became ill with what was diagnosed, in 1927 as “Dercum’s Disease” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_edn12" name="_ednref12" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[xii]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;(something which might be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;in our times, seen as symptoms related&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;to menopause) and subsequently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;“sent”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;to a sanatorium in Baden-Baden Germany. It was controversial diagnosis which has had little sustaining credibility in the medical community over the decades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_edn13" name="_ednref13" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[xiii]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;The “diagnosis” was even refuted by a close friend who said in a letter to Louise: “all you need is someone who cares to listen to your ideas---and a little freedom!”. Long stays in “treatment” which Bullitt insisted upon and intermittently Louise questioned, lead to long separations from her daughter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;but never dissolved Louise’s love for Anne. The tender connection between mother and daughter was evident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Their early separation due to Louise Bryant’s illness tragically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;foreshadowed the nature of their lives—apart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;The sanatorium years were the omen that would depict the nature of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;mother/daughter relationship. Tragic seperation and claims of abandonment would ensue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;During these early mothering years, however,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;loving letters and cards to Anne reflect Louise’s deep, motherlove. Resolve to remain connected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Despite Bullitt’s claims of her “drunkeness” and disregard for Anne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;A lie that Louise didn’t know he was designing until the late fall of 1929. He was loathe to accept her life as an artist and she was unaware of the depths of his discontent. And Bullitt’s reasons for his bullying Louise Bryant soon after their marriage, doing a ‘360” as we would call, moving from celebrating her freedom seeking Bohemian ways to criticizing her temperament, insisting she was mentally unstable and needed to see “Dr. Freud”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;who “may not care to even see you” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; and destabilizing her health condition by insisting on visits to a German Sanatorium where she was subject to treatments which forced huge weight loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;He even wrote odd, antagonistic markings on their daughter’s artwork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;(see “story of a woman who looked like a balloon”).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;That was 1926.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;During her married/mothering years Louise Bryant tried to continue her “revolutionaire” life-style, lived in Paris via “La Vie de Boheme”, visited Ashfield/Conway, Mass. in the summers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;and was as equally committed to her baby daughter as she was to her writings, her own health and her husband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;years from 1924-1930, with Bullitt and her child were tumultuous, yet true to the temperament of a woman trying to make sense of living in a world not quite ready for the artist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;who wanted to be writer, mother AND wife. Coupled with an ailment the medical community could not address accurately. Naturally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Some part of the Louise’s life script was expected to be edited/slandered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Nonetheless, at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;the time Louise Bryant remained true to being the colorful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;textured collage of a time when we as women were emerging from centuries of obscurity and conscious silencing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;She would soon be banished because of the art she was creating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;But create she did. Poems and fiction works in progress were her experiments with one piece she kept neatly filed, “A Turkish Divorce” published when her baby was two years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Bullitt, though he wrote a ghoulish novel based on his loathing of lesbians,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_edn14" name="_ednref14" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[xiv]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; apparently never wrote again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Though he did “insert” comments into her “Letters to Myself: Soul Stuff” and wrote a covertly brutal “child’s story” attached to one of Anne’s drawings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Louise persisted, her handwritten note found as the first page of the work-- “don’t disturb these papers”—ever so telling! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;These the mothering years, the “bohemian” years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;the trying to write books while cooking up ‘baby formula” years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;were the days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Bryant took&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;lovers and life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;imagining the world embraced her nuances. She wrote a plethora of “love poems” during that era. And yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Her affair with artist Gwen La Galliene became-- though in the fashionableness of Parisian lifestyle-- intolerable in Bullitt’s eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;The divorce was inevitable. The lose of her daughter unfathomable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Anne and Louise forever lost one another in that divorce. Having given her daughter a “legitimate” father, only to lose her to a vindictive husband,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;was a sad irony which Louise Bryant had not foreseen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Yet, theirs was a love which was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;infused with delicate drawings and free-spirited canaries, Pie-Pie the family pooch and precious postcards of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;poetry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;In the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;The story of Louise Bryant and her lively, spirited and artful daughter Anne, is tragic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;There were only their early years to cherish. And decades of deceit which only now become unraveled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;ENDNOTES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" size="1" width="33%" /&gt;&lt;div id="edn1"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_ednref1" name="_edn1" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[i]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;LBP: first note from Bill Bullitt to be found in Louise personal papers. Circa Spring 1922:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%; margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;n/d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%; margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Dear Miss Bryant –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%; margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;George Putnam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%; margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;the publishers &amp;amp; I are very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%; margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;anxious to have a talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%; margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;with you tonight----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%; margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%; margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;We will call after the show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%; margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;about 11 pm &amp;amp; hope you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%; margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;will go out for a talk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%; margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;about the book and the Bewoort (sp).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%; margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%; margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;from Bullitt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Putnam was a well-known publishing Company in New York City.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;And William Bullitt was never employed by them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="file://localhost/Users/macbook/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/msoclip1/01/clip_image002.jpg" v:shapes="_x0000_i1026" width="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="edn2"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_ednref2" name="_edn2" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[ii]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;VG: Louise sent a cable to her lawyer, Arthur Hays, asking him to request that Bullitt “call off these people who are following me”, in late 1929 on her trip to Algiers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Also, Virginia Gardner, Louise Bryant’s first biographer quoted extensively from a letter Louise wrote to Corliss Lamont ( Harvard committee to honor John Reed) on May 18, 1935.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;She mailed the letter, according to Gardner, to Lamont via her lawyer, Arthur Hays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Hays sent it to Lamont on June 7, 1935.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;It is apparently 14 pages of a diatribe about everything from how to contact her daughter Anne, to details of William Bullitt’s ongoing surveillance of her life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Excerpts from that letter are found in this section, Part Four.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Efforts to locate the actual letter itself , difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Though Gardner cites “Corliss Lamont Archives”, contact with Corliss Lamont’s last wife “Beth” by this author (email/phone Feb. 28, 2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;found no record of the letter in the personal papers of Lamont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Likewise, Columbia Library which house some Lamont archives, has no record of the letter either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Houghton Library at Harvard confirms that Lamont did donate “letters to him from Louise Bryant” in 1967, however the 14 page letter to Lamont was not located.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;All other correspondences from Louise to Lamont, from 1935, were found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;The research librarian confirmed that “often people do request to have their donations returned” (phone research March 8, 2011. ) Gardner, being a thorough biographer, can be trusted to have quoted her source with accuracy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;However, Corliss Lamont passed away in 1993, nearly twenty years after Gardner wrote her Bryant book, could have requested the letter be returned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="edn3"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_ednref3" name="_edn3" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[iii]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; Bullitt’s early&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;role in the State Dept. in relation to Jack Reed circumstances are still unclear, but a book by Anthony Sutton (see below) presents the web of deceit which was predominant in the Reed/Bryant/Bullitt exchanges. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="edn4"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_ednref4" name="_edn4" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[iv]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; Anthony Sutton,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Chapter VIII;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;endnote/source for the following letter, as provided by Mr. Sutton, as follows: U.S. State Dept. Decimal File, 360. D. II21.R/20/221/2, /R25 (John Reed). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoBodyText" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;The letter was transferred by Mr. Polk to the State Department archives on May 2, 1935 though Sutton does accomplish much in the way of State Department documentation to his Wall Street theories, Sutton goes on in his book to suggest Reed might be a Soviet Agent, using the last line of said letter as “proof”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;proposal that John Reed was a “soviet agent” displays Sutton’s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;naïve understanding of how the government establishes a “chance” for recruiting agents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;from Anthony Sutton book: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;“Document in the State Department files, a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;letter to William Franklin Sands from John Reed, dated June 4, 1918, and written from Croton{-}on-Hudson, New York. In the letter Reed asserts that he has drawn up a memorandum for the State Department, and appeals to Sands to use his influence to get release of the boxes of papers brought back from Russia. Reed concludes, "Forgive me for bothering you, but I don't know where else to turn, and I can't afford another trip to Washington." Subsequently, Frank Polk, acting secretary of state, received a letter from Sands regarding the release of John Reed's papers. Sands' letter, dated June 5, 1918, from 120 Broadway, is here reproduced in full; it makes quite explicit statements about control of Reed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;120 BROADWAY NEW YORK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;June fifth, 1918&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;My dear Mr. Polk:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;I take the liberty of enclosing to you an appeal from John ("Jack") Reed to help him, if possible, to secure the release of the papers which he brought into the country with him from Russia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;I had a conversation with Mr. Reed when he first arrived, in which he sketched certain attempts by the Soviet Government to initiate constructive development, and expressed the desire to place whatever observations he had made or information he had obtained through his connection with Leon Trotzky, at the disposal of our Government. I suggested that he write a memorandum on this subject for you, and promised to telephone to Washington to ask you to give him an interview for this purpose. He brought home with him a mass of papers which were taken from him for examination, and on this subject also he wished to speak to someone in authority, in order to voluntarily offer an&amp;gt;, information they might contain to the Government, and to ask for the release of those which he needed for his newspaper and magazine work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;I do not believe that Mr. Reed is either a "Bolshevik" or a "dangerous anarchist," as I have heard him described. He is a sensational journalist, without doubt, but that is all. He is not trying to embarrass our Government, and for this reason refused the "protection" which I understand was offered to him by Trotzky, when he returned to New York to face the indictment against him in the "Masses" trial. He is liked by the Petrograd Bolsheviki, however, and, therefore, anything which our police may do which looks like "persecution" will be resented in Petrograd, which I believe to be undesirable because unnecessary. He can be handled and controlled much better by other means than through the police.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;I have not seen the memorandum he gave to Mr. Bullitt — I wanted him to let me see it first and perhaps to edit it, but he had not the opportunity to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;I hope that you will not consider me to be intrusive in this matter or meddling with matters which do not concern me. I believe it to be wise not to offend the Bolshevik leaders unless and until it may become necessary to do so — if it should become necessary — and it is unwise to look on every one as a suspicious or even dangerous character, who has had friendly relations with the Bolsheviki in Russia. I think it better policy to attempt to use such people for our own purposes in developing our policy toward Russia, if it is possible to do so. The lecture which Reed was prevented by the police from delivering in Philadelphia (he lost his head, came into conflict with the police and was arrested) is the only lecture on Russia which I would have paid to hear, if I had not already seen his notes on the subject. It covered a subject which we might quite possibly find to be a point of contact with the Soviet Government, from which to begin constructive work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Can we not use him, instead of embittering him and making him an enemy? He is not well balanced, but he is, unless I am very much mistaken, susceptible to discreet guidance and might be quite useful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Sincerely yours,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;William Franklin Sands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;The Honourable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Frank Lyon Polk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Counselor for the Department of State&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Washington, D.C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;WFS:AO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;author note: It is apparent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;via Sutton’s research,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;that in fact the U.S. government did/was intervening on Jack Reed’s behalf. But that does not indicate he was an active agent. Yes Reed agreed to talk to the Government about “Russian affairs” but that was because Reed’s relationship with Trotsky was such that Reed trusted that he might accomplish the role of liaison to establish trade between the nations or at least open up a dialogue about such. Trotzky’s desire for U.S./Russia relations was no secret. As can be seen in were clear as f in his letter to the U.S. Constable, 1933. The letter, oddly, was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;as found in William C. Bullitt’s Papers at Yale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;The author’s personal experience in the American Indian Movement taught me one thing: the gov’t can act like a helper in order to set a person up to look like a friendly to others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;and can do this by making a person reliant on the favors of the government which are bestowed AFTER illegal acts are accomplished against a person, ie confiscate someone’s papers and then “benevolently” return them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;So. Dispelling the notion that Reed was an agent is important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;But only because it leads us to the reality that there WAS agent activity during the “red scare”, it was real the Reed/Bryant family were part of the target. There is no evidence in any archives of Louise Bryant that her husband Jack Reed, was an agent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;It is clear that he reached out for help in the State Dept, and did receive it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Was the “Bullitt” named in this letter helpful (yes the same “Bullitt” that Louise Bryant would later be courted by and, and subsequently marry)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;We don’t know his exact role in either confiscating Reed’s papers and/or “helping return them”, but most obviously Bullitt was a key player in the drama of government seizure of Reed’s work, otherwise why would Reed be writing him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;So if Reed was not an agent, who was? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;If anyone in this scenario&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;was misrepresenting their fullest intent, there is in fact reason to believe that Mr. Bullitt, who is referenced in the above quote, may have in fact been actively trying to subvert both Jack Reed and his wife Louise Bryant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;After Reed’s death, Bullitt moved into Louise Bryant’s world with a fury. He contacted her under the guise of Putnam assistant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;The fact that until not long before her death she continued to write pleas/requests for Bullitt to “refrain from hiring people to follow me”, as found in both a letter in her private collection and referenced by Virginia Gardner as a “14 page letter to Corliss Lamont” which depicted various incidents of “being followed”. This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;means that it is at least possible that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Bullitt who held may have created a “double identity” in Soviet Politics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;As it is a fact that though he presented himself as a “Russian sympathizer” and “Jack’s acquaintance”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;to Louise Bryant, by 1936 as Ambassador to Russia Bullitt was espousing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;anti Russian sentiment, and was deeply critical of Russia, antagonistic and in a mere two years left Russia and his position, to become the Ambassador of France, where he remained after the Nazi takeover. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="edn5"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_ednref5" name="_edn5" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[v]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; WBP: Wedding certificate. “Dec. 1923”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="edn6"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_ednref6" name="_edn6" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[vi]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;WBP: only one of those letters is included in this collection, but a plethora of them remain in the Bullit archives at Yale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="edn7"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_ednref7" name="_edn7" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[vii]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; VG: Bryant biography research notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="edn8"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_ednref8" name="_edn8" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[viii]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; LBP: handwritten, rough manuscript entitled “Letters to Myself: Soul Stuff”; box 10, folder 6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="edn9"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_ednref9" name="_edn9" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[ix]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; WBP:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;birth of Anne story included in Part Three. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="edn10"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_ednref10" name="_edn10" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[x]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;LBP: “Secret of D’Annuzio’s Hermit Life: Louise Bryant Lifts Curtain from Poet’s Mystic Silence in Cloister of Beauty”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;New York American, July 15, 1923. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="edn11"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_ednref11" name="_edn11" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[xi]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; WBP:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Though the birth story was not found in Louise’s collection, it seems appropriate to include in this book as it is the only account of the birth found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Perhaps, along with Louise’s “Bullitt Journals” and the entirety of her Jack Reed memoirs, the writings of her daughter’s birth, and those pregnancy months, were taken from Louise’s belongings after her death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;As she had meticulously written during/after the Jack Reed years, as her journal entries after his death reveal, it is hard to imagine she wrote nothing of the birth of her daughter. But because no works&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;was located (and Bullitt as well Anne did have access to Louise Bryant’s personal papers for decades) the author has decided to include the Bullitt birth expose is in this collection, as it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;provides an account of Louise’s state of mind/health at the time and does reflect the love for Louise’s child which Bullitt, from the onset, did carry, however ridden with Freudian overtones it did, in the end, reflect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Anne never had children of her own, was married five times, and only learned that her father divorced her mother AFTER his death, when she was perusing Louise’s personal papers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="edn12"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_ednref12" name="_edn12" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[xii]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; Dercum’s Disease: Adiposis Dolorosa or Dercum Syndrome “A subcutaneous connective-tissue dystropy of the arms and back, associated with symptoms resembling myxoedema.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;from Dr. Dercum, University of Medical Magazine Philadelphia, 1888; and from Garth L. Nicolson, M.D. : “A rare condition characterized by multiple, painful iipomas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;These lipomas mainly occur on the trunk, the upper arms and upper legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;The diagnosis of Dercum’s Disease implies a long, chronic pain disorder of debilitating nature. The exact cause of Dercum’s Disease is unknown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Pain may be caused by lumps pressing on nearby nerves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Dercum’s disease mainly occurs in adults, and more women are affected than men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;In some cases patients also experience weight gain, depression, lethargy and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;experience of feeling overheated.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;All of these last symptoms can be attributed to “menopause” and the vagueness of treatment which prevails, even today, suggests that being as Louise Bryant was 43 when she was diagnosed with the disease, it could have easily been menopause strain she was experiencing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Being treated at sanatoriums where she was forced to “lose weight” would have only worsened menopausal issues, as fatty tissue is now known to be needed to create estrogen and strengthen bones, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;When she received her diagnosis Louise was told she was “bound to die, in pain” although today it is treated with pain killers and not considered, fatal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Medical marijuana is one of the current prescribed drugs to alleviate the pain. From more recent research. See “Dercum’s Disease (adiposis dolorosa): a new case-report” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Joint Bone Spine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;, Vol. 71, Issue 2, pp. 147-149. B. Amine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="edn13"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_ednref13" name="_edn13" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[xiii]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; VG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Bryant biography endnotes regarding controversial diagnosis. pg. 358&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="edn14"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoEndnoteText" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;amp;postID=5070725187048133215#_ednref14" name="_edn14" title=""&gt;&lt;span class="MsoEndnoteReference"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;[xiv]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt; the only novel written by William C. Bullitt: It’s Not Undone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Harcourt, Brace. New York. 1926. According to Virginia Gardner, and her 1970’s interviews of Bullit/Bryant friends, especially George Biddle, Bullitt based his novel on the lesbian community of Paris at the time he and Louise were living there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;And actually the main character’s wife is “modeled” after Louise Bryant. Even in it’s time it was seen as provoking an anti lesbian sentiment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div id="edn13"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4969091750963803512-5070725187048133215?l=louisebryantbook.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://louisebryantbook.blogspot.com/feeds/5070725187048133215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4969091750963803512&amp;postID=5070725187048133215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4969091750963803512/posts/default/5070725187048133215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4969091750963803512/posts/default/5070725187048133215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://louisebryantbook.blogspot.com/2011/03/from-bronzed-flower-revival.html' title='from Bronzed Flower Revival:  Auto/Biography of Louise Bryant (1885-1936)'/><author><name>antoinette nora claypoole, editor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18385471672658548560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-167ynK4Ha48/Tu5o_SdT7FI/AAAAAAAABMs/LK7fOoe5BVs/s220/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-11-14%2Bat%2B13.14%2B%25234.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4969091750963803512.post-4906387054467543192</id><published>2008-03-27T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T14:45:44.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #996633;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Please note&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; primary source for this project/article is: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Louise Bryant Papers (MS 1840). Manuscripts and Archives, Yale University Library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #996633;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Also...this is a work in progress and for art sake, &lt;a href="http://louisebryantbook.blogspot.com/2010/09/normal-0-0-1-2401-13686-114-27-16807-11.html"&gt;varied versions of the Introduction &lt;/a&gt;are posted here...final draft is in process, for now, enjoy the varied reads and feel free to weigh in/send me comments about the work...thanks for reading!&amp;nbsp; antoinette.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #996633;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Tsb1SR_H4tE/R-xPbyQM2jI/AAAAAAAAAMg/TVugRqeGW_U/s1600-h/louise+bryant.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182604609961384498" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Tsb1SR_H4tE/R-xPbyQM2jI/AAAAAAAAAMg/TVugRqeGW_U/s400/louise+bryant.gif" style="float: left; height: 284px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 225px;" width="316" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Introduction &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; "Flowers of Bronze: The Auto/Biography of Louise Bryant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;(1885-1936)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.antoinettewritings.blogspot.com/" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;antoinette nora claypoole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; “...I a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;m b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;ut a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;messenger who lays his notes before you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;attempting to give you a picture of what I saw and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;what you would have see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;n if you had been with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 78%; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 78%; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;--Louise Bryant, circa 1918&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Sterling Libra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;ry, Yale University. Summer 2010.&amp;nbsp; Letters from a young daughter, still "gone missing".&amp;nbsp; Divorce rants by a vindictive husband.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Remembering Autumn 2007. Opening an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;envelope. Slivers of clipped hair, dark brown locks fall. Preserved in a parchment envelope. 10 large box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;es of letters, 34 oversized and standard cartons, cables and lengthy discussions, research notes on Mussolini, d’Annunzio and a letter from Trotsky.&amp;nbsp; Little white dove funny frog postcards, poems written to a daughter from Baden-Baden sanitarium and talk of a “lost or stolen” manuscript 18 months before death. In Paris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;The story is complex and plagued by lies which history and time have designed.&amp;nbsp; Despite&amp;nbsp; a thwarted legacy, new truths emerge.&amp;nbsp; Unearthed gems. &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Flowers of Bronze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; intends to revive and correct Louise Bryant's place in her/his story&amp;nbsp; via&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://watersongproject.blogspot.com/2010/09/letter-to-literature-of-revolution.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; her own articulate archives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; and personal writings...hitherto unseen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Defying Obscurity&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; Louise Bryant's true legacy was, in part,&amp;nbsp; placed into obscurity by a vindictive husband who did not allow historians access to her archives,&amp;nbsp; papers/writings which were neatly organized by her own hand, before her death in 1936.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;These personal histories housed at Yale's Sterling Library&amp;nbsp; were recovered from a basement in Dublin, Ireland after 75 years of banishment. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;see "History of Project" for details&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;).&amp;nbsp; Bryant's archives reveal that she continued on as a Socialist and Suffragette long after her&amp;nbsp; Socialist/Communist husband Jack Reed died: she interviewed various international "figures" and lived to challenge a woman's right to raise a child as a working mother,&amp;nbsp; "despite" her writing life. &amp;nbsp; Defying misogyny was her&amp;nbsp; mission --consciously or organically emerging from Mother Love--and comprehending her diagnosis of "Dercum's Disease" her affliction. In the end, the deepest truth of Bryant's&amp;nbsp; stamina and committment to feminist and social justice reside in her resistance to becoming property, owned.&amp;nbsp; Despite the efforts doctors, husbands and assylums placed upon her spirit after Jack Reed's death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Flowers of Bronze&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; portrays Louise Bryant as the woman she became, the woman she was, in her own words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;. Popular, controversial&amp;nbsp; lore and previous biographers telling only a partial, biased story (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;access to current source material witheld from them by the Bullitt estate/family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;) here we find Bryant as she was: fighting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;for those rights women now can only vaguely fathom as non existent.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;The truth is, after the death of her second husband, Jack Reed, Louise Bryant did not "marry to aristocracy" and desert her Socialist years, as many biographers and anarchist critics dictate/d. Rather, she continued to write for the International News Service, had a baby and continued to work and travel per book/speaking engagements, never losing her beliefs which reached as far back as her Senior thesis at the University of Oregon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;(the Indian Wars: mistreatment by the U.S. Government of Klamath-Modocs in S. Oregon--printed in it's entirety in the Appendix of this collection)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; Bryant was poignantly remembered as a champion for rights&amp;nbsp; in a rare interview with her daughter, Anne.&amp;nbsp; To an Irish newspaper in 1982 after the release of Warren Beatty's movie REDS, Anne made her first&amp;nbsp; and apparently ONLY public statements about her mother. They included some oddly construed&amp;nbsp; "facts"&amp;nbsp; but resonated emotively with her memory of how Louise&amp;nbsp; was "an&amp;nbsp; inveterate collector of strays...always bringing home some impecunious student or artist down on his luck and looking after them" (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Anne Moen Bullitt, 1982&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.louisebryantproject.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (photo: "Louise and baby Anne, circa 1924)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tsb1SR_H4tE/TIFbIsW6wMI/AAAAAAAAA6g/t0tP5-NK0Ds/s1600/louise+and+baby+ship.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tsb1SR_H4tE/TIFbIsW6wMI/AAAAAAAAA6g/t0tP5-NK0Ds/s400/louise+and+baby+ship.jpg" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Louise Bryant married William C. Bullitt, a wealthy man of questionable motives three months before her baby daughter was born on Feb. 24, 1924. A "convenience" to some, yet others would say a way to allow her girl a chance to survive-- we still didn't have the vote then, women couldn't own property and the baby would be labelled "illegitimate". Children needed "male" protection, in the eyes of that world, and so most mothers complied . Louise Bryant had hopes for Bullitt and she: he had known Reed, was interested in Russia and knew she was a renowned writer.&amp;nbsp; Yet as found in her many personal letters/legal efforts, Bryant&amp;nbsp; was fooled by Bullitt's personna and fought literally, until her death, for the right to know her child. Bullitt taking custody in a vile collection of accusations against Bryant.&amp;nbsp; Bullitt's lies and court proceedings&amp;nbsp; denied Bryant access to her young daughter and she spent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;the last 10 years of her life trying to defy a system who would say she could not see her daughter because she was a bi sexual. A system that refused her work saing that her writings as a Socialist meant nothing to America.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;She persisted, nonetheless, as is evident in Part Four of this collection. Fighting for custody of her daughter and publishing/interviews right up to the untimely end of her life in 1936. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;A simple cable to the News Service, an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://watersongproject.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; interview with Walter Waters, is the last piece of News Service&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;writing to be found in Bryant's archives: it exhibits her committment to bravado, a tireless interest in Labor Union/fair worker rights movement right up to the end of her life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Having been&amp;nbsp; rendered a "socialist's prostitute" (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;newsclip/review of the movie REDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;) for decades,&amp;nbsp; Bryant's time to achieve her rightful place in literary/women's history has come.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;This became apparent to me, while with a sense of the sacred,&amp;nbsp; I sorted through the political/literary writings and belongings of Louise Bryant (1885-1936), that Louise Bryant had a strong desire for us to know the eccentric, delicate and bravado body of her life and work. With two published books (Six&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; Red Months in Russi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;a, Mirrors of Moscow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; during her lifetime, there appears, also, much work that has never been in print before. And a legacy as the first Woman Journalist to walk into the fires of war, surviving "all man has done". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;The Jack Reed Years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;As witness to the Russian Revolution in 1917, Louise Bryant was a suffragette, a Socialist, journalist and prolific writer. Her books were eyewitness accounts, interviews and commentaries about R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Tsb1SR_H4tE/RyZy482KTQI/AAAAAAAAAD4/cCmKGMnQA7I/s1600-h/bryant+poem+to+jack.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126911548539424002" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Tsb1SR_H4tE/RyZy482KTQI/AAAAAAAAAD4/cCmKGMnQA7I/s400/bryant+poem+to+jack.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 300px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 326px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;ussia’s new found government. With her husband, Jack (John)  Reed (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;10 Days that Shook the World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;) she became part of a history which reflects the r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;oots of today’s political landscape, a journey as relevant now as when together they trekked the long road to Petrograd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; With an uncanny irony, as Russia continues again to command center stage in the world theater of power, Louise Bryant’s newly found personal documents and polished, political essays emerge like the dead sea scrolls of political history. To a public who has had to wait 70 years to review them, the texture of Louise Bryant’s political sojourns and eyewitness accounts arrive surprisingly unfrayed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;She left us much. Diaries of story ideas, unpublished manuscripts, notes about her in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;terviews. And essay upon essay about the Bolsheviks, revolutionary Russia, (some never before published) and her time in the Middle East (the 1920’s). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Louise Bryant’s first two books, S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;ix Red Months in Russia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Mirrors of Moscow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; were published in 1918, 1923, consecutively and did contain some of these accounts. Her writings for the International News Service and Hearst Corporation as an overseas correspondent were widely circulated in newspapers throughout the United States. During the early 20’s she covered events of the Middle East. Turkey. Latvia. She was, as one of her editors explained “ the most influential correspondent of her time”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Though Louise Bryant’s voice was virtually silenced for 75 years, it resonates a harmonics of bravado, an avant-garde feminist choir of “Internationale” refrains. A literary non-fiction heroine before the genre was named, a troubadour of free verse love rants before the beats and sixties arrived, Louise Bryant, socialist, witness to the Russian Revo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;lution, carried her roots in Suffrage to the cadence of her writings. And was quite obviously, ahead of and beyond her time. These works can assure you of the universal echo she becomes. Speaking as woman of history, of activism as woman, as writer for continual, collective visions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; In the Yale collection&amp;nbsp; calling cards with handwritten Islamic names reflect her exploits.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Tsb1SR_H4tE/R-xRYyQM2lI/AAAAAAAAAMw/sDYrK7ckV2I/s1600-h/bryant+women+soldiers.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182606757445032530" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Tsb1SR_H4tE/R-xRYyQM2lI/AAAAAAAAAMw/sDYrK7ckV2I/s320/bryant+women+soldiers.gif" style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;photo "Women Soldiers" by Louise Bryant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;And contacts. Her ability to traverse the world long before internet, airlines and cell phones seems nearly impossible to fathom given the context of our times. A woman dressed as woman celebrating being a woman, claiming her humanness while covering stories hitherto only written by men, for men. Louise Bryant, prolific, a wellspring of knowledge and fact.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;The messages, her voice, are both intelligent and intuitive, clearly professional and political, standing strong inside the test of time. Transmitting an integrity of truth about governments as she found them, world leaders and revolutionaries as she knew them Louise Bryant’s writings reflect neither an identification with her topic nor a personal bias. The art and politics, craft and passion of Louise Bryant are evident in her files upon files of essays regarding Russian leaders—including Lenin, Trotsky and Kerensky--Women soldiers and European figures of her day. Louise Bryant’s collected work—some of it never in print before-- is a window into time reflecting back upon our current world affairs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Louise Bryant, in an unconventional perspective writes of Lenin in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; Mirrors of Moscow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; “Every normal man is pushed forward or back to some degree by women. It is my theory that Lenin's amazing stability was substantially strengthened by the women who meant most to him. Those women were: his mother, his wife, his sister and his lifelong friend ...Fotvia.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;In a world where the feminine has nearly been absorbed by the male paradigm, where celebration of matters of the heart are passé and deemed “weakening”, Louise Bryant reaches through time to speak of how Lenin, how Russia had a love of woman which fueled his vision, one which infused that of Louise Bryant so heatedly that she toured the West Coast, on her return from Russia’s “October” Revolution (1917), to help organize American Women to claim the vote. She spoke to workers, loggers and suffragettes encouraging all to look at the Soviets as a model of freedom, that workers everywhere could plan their escape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Clara Wold, suffragette and fellow activist speaks of Louise Bryant in an exclusive interview included here in this volume. From “Aims of Bolsheviki” 1919: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; “She has been an eye-witness of all the history-making events in Russia in the past few months, and has full faith in the ability of the Russians to achieve their aspirations.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;During her United States, West Coast tour in 1919, Louise encouraged loggers in Washington State to demand fair wages while inspiring women to claim a voice. A Suffragette, an activist proud to be a woman yet not subservient to the mandated roles of women of her era, she continues to give us eyewitness revolution in it’s most earnest form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Yet, in 1919 halls in her homeland of the still wild West of the United States were skeptical. At best. One venue, for instance, in Spokane, Wa. threatened to cancel her talks. And Portland, Oregon was reluctant, as well. Her letter to Portland City Council -- included in this collection--is full of shoot from the hip rhetoric explaining the reasons their apprehensions should be dropped. The City Council was refusing her access to speak. Once her hometown and her literary birthplace---Louise Bryant was first published in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Spectator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; there, in the early 1900’s---Portland hoped she would not bother to rally her Soviet values in the city of roses, perhaps hoping to thwart her “radical” views. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;To no avail.  The talks went forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Louise Bryant’s West Coast tour became a cornerstone for activism and her first book, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Six Red Months in Russia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; gleaned national attention. Sinclair Lewis in Pasadena, Ca. supported her efforts and women up and down the coast believed that courage of the feminine, if prevailing in Russia, was certainly able to make a curtain call here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; But her popularity and stamina would not prevail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Soon after her return from travels, Jack Reed—her husband and comrade—returned to Russia. His trek marked a series of agonizing months of separation for the couple, culminating in Louise’s finding him in Russia, one month before he died of typhus, October 1920. Louise Bryant’s chronicles of that time-- entitled “Last Days with Jack Reed” --depict the ceremonial tribute given the only American buried at the Kremlin and explain with poetic fervor the nature of her husband, even in his dying hours...“He would tell me that the water he drank was full of little songs”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Following the untimely death of her husband, “lover and comrade” Louise dove into her work. She wrote a series of news stories about European leaders which were read throughout the U.S. and stand as some of her most powerfully influential writings. Included in these projects were interviews with Mussolini and travels to Constantinople. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Mothering/Legal Battle Years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;In the midst of this work for International News Service Louise Bryant was pursued by a man who had known she and Jack back in the United States. In 1923, three months before the birth of her daughter, Anne Moen Bullitt (1924-2007), Louise married William C. Bullitt, the man who had followed her around Europe and pushed to kindle a connection. Bullitt would later become U.S. Ambassador to Russia and subsequent ambassador to France, as well as estranged from his wife. For ultimately the politics of Louise Bryant did not resonate with her new husband’s pursuits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;"Louise with daughter Anne, circa 1926"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tsb1SR_H4tE/TH_9d8O_3VI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/qaMdE5PgHwQ/s1600/louise+bryant+and+anne+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tsb1SR_H4tE/TH_9d8O_3VI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/qaMdE5PgHwQ/s320/louise+bryant+and+anne+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Thought to have had an affair with artist Gwen Le Gallienne during her separation from Bullitt, Louise Bryant continued her Socialist politics and suffragette values. Subsequently divorced by Bullitt for the very values which drew him to her, Louise Bryant spent her last years of life fighting for custody/visitation of their daughter, Anne,&amp;nbsp; who was vindictively kept from her mother by the actions of Bullitt (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;a 16 page "divorce rant" written by Bullitt is testament to his rage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;and is included in this volume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;).&amp;nbsp; While waging this custody battle, Louise Bryant was also dealing with health issues and by the early 1930’s had lost access to her publishing venues as well as her daughter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; Writing as a livelihood became difficult to maintain as the bizarre terms of her divorce (1930) insisted she “not reside in the United States”. She did not always abide by these “unheard of conditions” and continued writing essays for U.S. audiences. Nonetheless, the venues for Socialist writings had waned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Yet. The theater of her life persists. Louise Bryant tells us now, via her meticulously kept personal and political archives--from which this book is compiled--that courage and love can undo what all others fear lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Raison d'etre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;But. WHY Louise Bryant, now such an  “old” piece of history?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1736421733"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://louisebryant.com/" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tsb1SR_H4tE/S8FF3j7pkkI/AAAAAAAAAyY/1tXG36Jy5zo/s400/louise+in+cossack+boots+copy.jpg" width="272" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Because, her writings as found here, suggest that she embodies the courage and foresight, the fortitude and strident voice required of women and writers, no matter the era. As humans trying to survive a dominator-culture/workplace, the story and Socialists writings of Louise Bryant provide insight into how to create alternatives to mainstream paradigms via political writing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Her pieces on Lenin, for instance, help the reader learn how to challenge the status quo while listening to unpopular concepts. Simply stated, she has a way of pulling you into her world. Most importantly Louise Bryant provides a window into how the universal voice of dissent resonates throughout any era. In these writings, so long silenced, she challenges a society which maintains an addiction to war, sexism and elitism as prevalent in her day as it is in ours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Flowers of Bronze: the Auto/Biography of Louise Bryant&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;then, revives a legacy exempt from and simultaneously fused with history, a woman and her politics, ready to enter history. That is, Louise Bryant’s was a prolific career and has at long last come into view. Clearly. However sexism and/or fear attempted to banish a woman, cast a Socialist activist as “undone” and “disintegrated without dignity” (as indicated in an ominous, mysterious note found in her archives), Louise Bryant never lost sight of writing as an art, a gesture which stretches beyond and through the personal to a universal, human landscape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Consider her piece about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Gabrielle d’Annunzio: Cloister of Silence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;her early working title&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;). Written at a time in her life, a time in the world, where mustard gas and the “great war” was rampant reality, infusing the planet with a sense of unfathomable loss (when doesn’t war do this?). The piece itself is a tribute to how art revives what the senses, the intellect and science would deny, a testament of Louise Bryant’s efforts, her genius and literary contribution as relevant today as the time within which she wrote. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Or review, carefully, her previously unpublished essay “Emma Goldman”, from which the following is quoted: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; “...in justice to Miss Goldman.... she is not the sort of Anarchist who believes in violence. She is a pacifist, a philosophical anarchist. It will be remembered that she served a term in America for speaking against conscription . And it is true that she has turned a deaf ear to any proposals by extremists in Russia for plots against the soviets or against individuals.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Emma Goldman” is thus  a poignant commentary about the fabric of revolution and the stamina of it’s leaders."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;It is difficult to name any other woman (or human) whose courage and talent, vision and politics reach into the psyche of humankind from the streets of life and war with such rigour and accomplishment. Who do we name? Who could accomplish this? Without cell phones, internet and the cut and paste miracle of word programs? Without the right to vote and human rights to see our children? With passports withheld—and travel despite this “red” tape--by a “red scare” State Department? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Clara Wold, again, about Louise Bryant: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;“To Austin Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Here is Louise Bryant…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;I gave great faith in her power to change people’s convictions after hearing her talk to the Senate investigating committee…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;Louise Bryant’s letter regarding her testimony to that committee is included in Part One of this collection and reveals a viable voice for change apropos today as much as when it was written&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;So.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; I bring to you that which I found while living inside the 37 oversized boxes, the 21 years, of Louise Bryant housed in Sterling Library, Yale University as placed and donated by the efforts of Gordon Lewis, guardian of her daughter Anne Moen Bullitt and Robert Pennoyer all of whom dealt with the “one ton of papers” shipped from Ireland to New Haven, Connecticut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;What you find here, then, are pieces which Louise Bryant left behind in her Paris apartment&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;on January 6, 1936, the day she died. Suffering from Dercum’s disease (diagnosed in 1928), her last years being ridden with loss and pain, apparently did not keep Louise Bryant from organizing her writings, cataloging her ideas and even creating an extensive collection of work for a biography she was writing about her life with Jack Reed, papers she would send to Harvard shortly before her death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Tsb1SR_H4tE/SDS6fWIW_gI/AAAAAAAAAQk/WXZhc9njoNE/s1600-h/louise-allen+poem.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202988517199117826" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Tsb1SR_H4tE/SDS6fWIW_gI/AAAAAAAAAQk/WXZhc9njoNE/s400/louise-allen+poem.jpg" style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;These words, these pages, then, are near exclusively of/by Louise Bryant. As found in her private collection and original manuscripts for her two published books They represent what she intended for us to read, know and explore. That is, all of the words are hers, as found in her hand. Some typed flawlessly. By her, on onion skin paper. Or. Penciled on old Hotel stationary. Some in a language lesson composition books, interspersed with French...”je suis Louise ....entendez-vous”. Others neatly clipped from newspapers, tidy, intact, no frayed crumpled creases. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; Thus. As you read, please note Louis Bryant’s work is presented here as though she is speaking to you. Which of course she is. And finally, she is revived. In her own, clear, intelligent and intuitive voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; A cedar wind carrying her from a lost Nevada loneliest road in the U.S. West—-her childhood places (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;read, in the appendix, her “Autobiography of an Idle Woman” for a fictional taste of this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;)-- into the thorough fare of a world longing for direction. A new generation of activists and artists will find her words and vision more useful than any googled earthly satellite. For she carries a universal insight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt;....alors. Ici. Louise the Sister, as Italian poet d’Annuzio lovingly, once, defined her. A literary archetype, an imprint on the collective politico artistic psyche of any generation of humans searching for a way to transmute fear. As the ever odd Mayan mantra of 2012 prevails. A requiem emerges. Louise Bryant. 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