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Landon, Melville D. (Melville De Lancey), 1839-1910 [1875], Eli Perkins (at large): his sayings and doings. With multiform illustrations by Uncle Consider, after models by those designing young men, Nast, Darley, Fredericks, Eytinge, White, Stephens and others. (J.B. Ford & Company, New York) [word count] [eaf627T]. To look up a word in a dictionary, select the word with your mouse and press 'd' on your keyboard.
FLIRTING—DANCING—DRINKING—GAMBLING. What do the “swells” do in Saratoga? Well, at eight A. M. they appear “Aw, Miss Astor,” Augustus remarks, “thwal I “Thanks, Mister de Courtney, thanks!” replies Then they saunter to the spring, drink two glasses,
“Bah! some people do put on such airs!” remarks After breakfast and cigars all sit on the back balcony Time, half-past ten. Sentimental young ladies now “Oh, Augustus! I am afraid somebody is watching “No, they kon't, yeu kneuw, Miss Mollie; but it's “To see the Indians, Augustus?” “Oh, yes; they're jolly nice — perfectly lovely — And off they go to the Indian encampment on the At two P. M. dinner—sweetbreads, salad, Philadelphia “O gracious! Augustus, aren't my cheeks red!” Augustus's father, after eating squabs and drinking “Did it ever occur to you, Mr. Perkins, that a plain Dinner over, and all retire to balcony to smoke and
You kissed me! My soul, in a bliss so divine, Reeled and swooned like a foolish man drunken with wine. And I thought 'twere delicious to die then, if Death Would but come while my lips were yet moist with your breath! And these are the questions I ask day and night: Must my life taste but one such exquisite delight? Would you care if your breast were my shelter as then? And—if you were here—would you kiss me again? Miss Astor reads: Why can't you be sensible, dearie? I don't like men's arms on my chair. Be still! if you don't stop this nonsense, I'll get up and leave you—so there! Then the “spooniest” young people saunter over to After tea the grand balcony tramp commences. “O, Augustus! isn't this dress too sweet for anything?” “Just too lovely, Miss Astor. And ain't the mewsic Admiring mothers now look on and hold extra chairs. “Yes, Augustus, we'll go to Washington on our
At nine, children are led off to bed, mothers occupy Young Gentleman—Charmin' evening, Miss Astor. Young Lady—Yes, awful charmin'—perfectly lovely— Young Gentleman—Donce a squar donce to-night? Young Lady—Oh, Augustus! I kon't, yeu kneuw. Twelve P. M.—Hop over and lights out. Girls drink “I'll make or break to-night.” Table loaded with white and red checks, champagne “Gus, lend me $10?” “The white loses and the red wins,” slowly repeats “My God, I'm ruined!” After midnight—streets silent; hotel dark. The click “Who smashed that champagne bottle into the mirror?” Then they carry Augustus home—hair over his face
“Oh, please keep it from father!” Why do I reflect? Why do I look upon all this We are born; we dance; we weep; We love, we laugh—we die! Ah, wherefore do we laugh or weep? Why do we love—and die? Who knows that secret deep? Alas, not I! We toil through pain and wrong; We fight—and fly; We love; we lose, and then, ere long, Stone dead we lie! O life, is all thy song, “Endure and die”?
Landon, Melville D. (Melville De Lancey), 1839-1910 [1875], Eli Perkins (at large): his sayings and doings. With multiform illustrations by Uncle Consider, after models by those designing young men, Nast, Darley, Fredericks, Eytinge, White, Stephens and others. (J.B. Ford & Company, New York) [word count] [eaf627T]. |