Four Meetings

Good evening. May I present my wife, Cathy. Good evening. I think everyone enjoys reading. Our tastes vary according to author, type of work and so forth. Some of us like murders or poetry. And some biography or historical novels.

In radio, because of time limitations, we find ourselves occupied mostly with short stories. Which brings us to tonight. Henry James is probably one of the masters of that difficult form of writing, the short story.

And tonight we have selected for you one of his loveliest. Four Meetings by Henry James. I saw her but four times, though I remember them vividly. She made her impression on me. I thought her very pretty and very interesting.

A touching specimen of a type with which I'd had other and perhaps less charming associations. I'm sorry to hear of her death. The first meeting was in the country at a small party, one snowy night just at the turn of the century.

turn of the century. I'd been invited to the house of a friend for Christmas time. I'd never been in the depths of New England at that season. To me it was really full of saver. It had been snowing all day on the town of North Verona, and the drifts were knee high, and inside the

large house the party, the cheer, and the girls quite excited by the attraction of a gentleman from New York, and presently I was introduced to her, to Miss Carolyn Spencer. You'll forgive me. For what, Miss Spencer? I've asked about you. Oh. I had heard you'd been to Europe. So I asked Mrs. Lautous she said that it was quite correct. And it is,