Life — January 8, 1891 — page 13: what you’re looking at

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29 Allens’, Mrs. Van Allen received in a tea gown, which I think is very bad form, indeed. Afterwards we had a dinner of fourteen covers, and papa said that unless that Dammed Northern Pacific took a turn for the better, it would be the last dinner we would give for some time. I wonder why they are damming up the Northern Pacific. Perhaps it has something todo with seal, After dinner we all went to the Onderdonk’s cotilion, at Sherry's. I wore my lilac silk and danced with Willie Snipton, Iam very tired, so good night, dear diary. Saturday, January 3, Went to the morning musicale with Mame Smith. Then to Pursells' to luncheon. After that went to see Mame take her riding lesson. Her habit fits frightfully, and shows every bone in her body. Dined at the Gordons’, and then to a dancing party at Mrs. Van Gorder's. Sunday, January 4. Went to church, then home to dinner, ‘Then fora walk with Willie Snipton. We met Tommie Little, Johnnie Opdyke, and some other men, who came home to tea with us. They stayed until after eleven. Monday, January 5, Went shopping, and lunched at the Burke-Jones's. To drive in the park and dined at home. To Mrs. AT THE CHORAL CONCERT. Delamarche's dancing-class in the evening. Tuesday, January 6, WHAT'S THIS—ANOTHER SOLO? DO YOU PREFER THE CHORUSES? —I DON'T SEE THE USE IN DRIBBLING THE MUSIC OUT TO US IN All the Other Days of the Year, HER DIARY. Thursday, January 1. HY should not 1, too, keep a diary? Perhaps some day when 1 shall die as poor Marie Bashkirtseff did, mamma will have my diary published and I will become famous as she did. But what is fame? A mere bauble, pleasing to people of weak minds. What have I done to-day? This morning I got up with a headache. 1 fancy I ate too much supper at the Van Gastens' last night. When I got down to breakfast papa had already gone down town, and mamma and I talked about the bal, Thea Mame Smith came in and stayed about an hour. She had on the diamond and ruby ring her father gave her for Christ- mas, Then I had my hair washed and read Mr. McAllister’s delightful book while it was drying. It is an awful nuisance to read, but when everybody is talking about literature one has to read something. After my hair was dry, mamma and I had luncheon, and then went for a drive in the park. We stopped at Mrs. Lispenard Lansing’s on the way home and had a cup of tea, Mollie Evans was there. She has had her last year’s sealskin re-dyed, From there we came home and dressed for the dinner at the Smiths’. Papa was cross as a bear, and he and mamma quarreled about household expenses all the way there, ‘They had the same old things for dinner that every one else has, and the flowers were nothing but the cheapest kind of chrysanthemums. After dinner we went to the opera and sat in the Rhynelander-Simp- son's box. Mrs, Rhynelander-Simpson had on a new Worth gown that was simply lovely. On the way home, papa and mamma kept up the quarrel, They are svill at it, and so, my dear diary, 1 will say good night. Ah, what is Fate? Slowpay: TME IDEA OF THAT FELLOW BRAGGING AROUT 11S Friday, January 2. ANCESTORS! WHY, HIS GRANDMOTHER WAS MY WASHERWOMAN This morning mamma and I went shopping, and then to Mrs. FOR YEARS. Piersall’s ladies’ luncheon. The tables were decorated with yellow roses. Miss A: WELL, IT SEEMS SIE MUST HAVE BERN A HENEVO- Afterwards we went for a drive, and then toa reception at the Van LENT OLD PERSON, AT ANY RATE. comicbooks.com