Life — February 25, 1926 — page 20: what you’re looking at

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Up betimes, and into my before the at it, and over from last st t days of Pompeii, and [ was minded of -room servants had the tobacco ashes left night's rout were so thick as to we had heen trying to stage the Is how my grandmother did always insist that every trace of revelry be cleared away before we went to bed for fear that a physician might be summoned in the night watches and think ill of a family who did seek their couches with- it folding the new t Lord, in those days servants worked all hi and the las- situde superinduced by claret lemonade s for a nominal wage or raspberry shrub was as nought be- side the feeling of fine indifference gen- erated by what passes for gin and Scotch whisky. Then fell a-talk- ing with Sam, and in such merry vein that he was regretful no ster now grapher arity or dictaphone was recording the of our discourse for the benefit of those but, albeit I sa share his unable to hear it, i nought, I did not sorrow, thus in having always felt that those spired by the missionary spirit do over- estimate themselves as entertainers. To a great party this afternoon at Mabel Loomis’s, hearing there much talk of the Beaux-.irts ball, from which the majority of the guests were but then nd Roberta Watt teld how, utioned her recovering, having son to pay. spe- cial heed to a costume reported to have the lad had chanced to descend the stairs immedi- cost seven thousand doll. ately behind its wearer, and how, albeit he had striven to keep three steps be- tween himself and such costly splendor, he had to step on it and had rolled with the lady down the remaining stairs. She should have worn on her back one of m, “If you can read this, you're too close.” finally been so unfortunate as those taxicab signs, quoth § - LIFE - A-walking February through th Ist town, from the shop windows this and that which I should buy had one of my ancestors made a better rat t than his Pullman stock at the right time, and then to Aunt Caroline at her inn, she to know where I wearing choosing neighbor or bought luncheon with our as usual, had got every article rel and how much of my T had laid out 1, as T always am, whether to tell her the truth and risk ause of my ap for it, and I puzzl being cut off in her will be extravagance, or to lower the sum and risk hi ving to provide her with dupli- cates at the same prices, and charged She did tell me of taking tea yesterday in pu did see two to my own accounts, ne of the ic rooms of the Pla where she evide in their teens, of a flask in nus liquor ¢ » the ginger ale they had Pops Diary And when they arose to de- r, quoth Aunt Caroline they didn't even stagger! With some disappointment in her tone, too, Did on my new stays this night, the first ordered. part, my ones L have worn in three years, and did suffer such discomfort from them at the Imways’ dinner that I some pains to intelligently with the men on cither side of me, nor was T holpen adequately to the viands presented to me for fear of an unex- pected combustion, and in the drawing room afterwards I did try to bethink partan boy bore was at converse me how bravely: the up when the fox was gnawing at his s all the while that he ge of me through being out of doors and not in an overheated salon in which an additional log fire thetic reasons. At 1 meet vitals, conscic had the adva blazed for pure this dinner Td Jed that sh of face powder for nineteen years, and it was no task to credit her. ° Baird L a woman who con had had the same box pnard. THE FLAVOR LASTS OH, YES, AND BRING ME A COUPLE 0° DOZEN CLOTHESPINS. n> WHAT FLAVOR, MA’AM? comicbooks.com