Life — July 1, 1897 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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A VIEW AT NEWPORT. bills or to furnish credit, This rule makes the nobility and gentry civil to each other, and ,, renders promotion easier for the fellows who hope to pass an old age of leisure at Newport instead of in State institutions, S but who are now engaged in looting rail- roads and bunkoing widows and orphans, i) . . . ws HE hyphen at Newport is the solemn J} badge of superiority. Martin is no- body; Bradley means nothing; but Bradley- Martin means blue blood. The membership of Newport's nobility is con- stantly changing. The busted aristocrat retires to live on the ragged edge where trade meets society, and to exploit apologetic shops, where he is patronized by those still solvent, and spoken to familiarly by the coming rich. New blood comes from the waiting list of successful financiers, who have been under- going a probation of snubbing, toadying and nickel-plated splurging. When they arrive the women are dazed with their luck and ee \ Sug, GETTING POINTS FROM A FEW WELL-RED MEN, blow themselves riotously; the men live days of toil and plunder to pay the piper, and pass nights of mortifi- cation and rage trying to conceal their unfitness for w termed ‘* polite societ Newport's villas, castles and man- sions extend along the cliffs over- looking the sea, and have an Oriental splendor about them. Thanks to landscape gardeners, architects, mil- liners and upholsterers, the nobility are garbed and housed in the sem- blance of civilization, and if a school for decent manners could be added to the Casino, they would be made tolerable to the ordinary American. . . * is jocosely XCURSIONISTS rush to New- port in hordes and are allowed to gaze on the curiosities when chap- eroned by respectable hackmen, who point out the gilded cages and name