DN24

Irene & the Angels of Morning 

October 14, 1944 

I think it was about two or three days after this that she [Irene Douglas] came, because I remember that I commented upon my thought of a few days before when we were alone. I really did not expect to see her after I had married Ruth. Only when Ruth and I quarreled that my mind dwelt upon her. Then all of the old want and need of her came back with a turbulent rush of feelings which unnerved me. . . .      

"He went into the back yard and looked up at the trees, felt the old dizzying of sight and senses come upon him. She will come back, perhaps some day, not that it mattered much now. But she might come back anyway. Maybe when white men will have had their fill of her. Maybe when her hair will have turned gray, and what little beauty she will have become only a bare whisper in a winter's wind. Nevertheless, she might come back -- in spite of all his objections.

               O, Angels of the Morning,

               Wake me up, when my love comes

               And whisper, "She is here!'

               Then all the radiant morning will be gold

               And my soul bathed therein

               In happy wonder.

                                                                October, 1943     First Draft

These two excerpts must have been written after the Girl had returned, but I am not sure. Judging from my actions and attitude at the time, I do not believe that she had returned. I think I changed somewhat and heard her story. I believe that Ruth and I had parted temporarily about this time or she was continually bickering.

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