LONDON IS ROSE-RED

Manawatu Times, Volume LIV, Issue 6849, 2 March 1929, Page 15

LONDON IS ROSE-RED

Few think of London when the talk is of beautiful cities. Mental pictures of Romo, Paris, Venice charm the memory. London is supposedly gray and gigantic, or black and foggy. ; I have no rose-coloured spectacles) yet I see it as “a .rose-red city." I have counted in One street fourteen houses- in a row each wearing a different shado of rose. There- were vieux rose) f-resh tulip, pastel and' water-colour shades. The city i. 3 drawn in. charcoal, in every tint from dead black to hotquitewhitej, and a rose-coloured thread runs all through these beautiful smoky tones. Ruby-red omnibuses sweep in extravagant numbers along the tarred parquet of the streets. It is a satisfying red, and so is the sealing-wax red of the pillar-boxes, which stand like chessmen on the pavements. Like all beautiful things, London has a beautiful name. It sounds like a gong, like distant thunder, like a double organ stop. Hoard in my fancy, it lures me more than Venice. The beauty of Venice is classical; one can only say Yes and Amen to it, like a ministrant. In London I read from the original text of a splendid manuscript, written on parchment, my own breviary of beauty, into which I can dip to "my heart’s content. —Princess Liehnowsky, in The Times (London).