. Wit, humor and pathos . in the redowa, I felt thatmy early education had been neglected. Alas, I cannot dance! I sighed. I cannot dancethe German! O, I sighed in the anguish of my heart, wouldthat I had directed my education in other channels;would that I had cultivated my brain less and my heelsmore, and that books and art and architecture hadnot drawn me aside from the festive dance. Would 142 that the palace of the Caesars, the Milan Cathedral,and the great dome of St. Pauls were in chaos! Wouldthat Dickens and John Ruskin and old Hugh Millerhad never lived, and that the sublime coloring
. Wit, humor and pathos . in the redowa, I felt thatmy early education had been neglected. Alas, I cannot dance! I sighed. I cannot dancethe German! O, I sighed in the anguish of my heart, wouldthat I had directed my education in other channels;would that I had cultivated my brain less and my heelsmore, and that books and art and architecture hadnot drawn me aside from the festive dance. Would 142 that the palace of the Caesars, the Milan Cathedral,and the great dome of St. Pauls were in chaos! Wouldthat Dickens and John Ruskin and old Hugh Millerhad never lived, and that the sublime coloring of Rem-brandt and Raphael had faded like the colors of arainbow. After death comes the judgment; and what will itprofit a man to gain the whole world and fail withMiss Johnson to dance the round dances? In theanguish of my heart I cry aloud, May the Lord havemercy on my soul and not utterly cut me off becauseI have foolishly cultivated my brain while my heelshave rested idly in my boots. So I went on! MINNIE IN Minnie is a type of the wateringplace belle. She is as beautifulas her picture, and so fascinating !Below is Minnies diary for oneweek, just as she wrote it at Sar-atoga. minnies diary. Monday.—Horribly cold. Ar-rived from Lake George like a fright—know I did, MINNIE. r i -i when I got out of the if the Vaughans are here. Phew! had to walkthrough fifty men smoking on the bal-cony. Eightdresses—eight days. .Know Virginia is dying to seethem; such lace ! Saw Bob Munson. Had same club-house smell as Fred. Walking wTine-cellar. She kissedme in the hall twice. Pumped her about Dick. Didntshow in the parlor to-night. Will make a sensation atbreakfast. Who is this Dick? Looks like a poke. Tuesday.—Bob Munsons card before breakfast—thebore ! Drank four glasses. Spooned with Bob on parkseat; afraid it wont agree with me. I do believe heloves me. Said so. Squeezed my hand twice. Theidiot! Im too happy to live. Chops and codfish, I
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