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The contrast is strong between this rigor and the enthusiasm with which wealthy new…comers are welcomed into London society or by our own upper crust； so full of unpalatable pieces of dough。 This exclusiveness of the titled French reminds me … incongruously enough … of a certain arrangement of graves in a Lenox cemetery； where the members of an old New England family lie buried in a circle with their feet toward its centre。 When I asked； many years ago； the reason for this arrangement； a wit of that day … a daughter； by the bye； of Mrs。 Stowe … replied； 〃So that when they rise at the Last Day only members of their own family may face them！〃
One is struck by another peculiarity of these French men and women … their astonishing proficiency in LES ARTS D'AGREMENT。 Every Frenchwoman of any pretensions to fashion backs her beauty and grace with some art in which she is sure to be proficient。 The dowager Duchesse d'Uzes is a sculptor of mark； and when during the autumn Mme。 de Tredern gives opera at Brissac； she finds little difficulty in recruiting her troupe from among the youths and maidens under her roof whose musical education has been thorough enough to enable them to sing difficult music in public。
Love of the fine arts is felt in their conversation； in the arrangement and decoration of their homes； and in the interest that an exhibition of pictures or old furniture will excite。 Few of these people but are HABITUES of the Hotel Drouot and conversant with the value and authenticity of the works of art daily sold there。 Such elements combine to form an atmosphere that does not exist in any other country； and lends an interest to society in France which it is far from possessing elsewhere。
There is but one way that an outsider can enter this Gallic paradise。 By marrying into it！ Two of the seven ladies in question lack the quarterings of the rest。 Miss Mitchell was only a charming American girl； and the mother of the Princesse Radziwill was Mlle。 Blanc of Monte Carlo。 However； as in most religions there are ceremonies that purify； so in this case the sacrament of marriage is supposed to have reconstructed these wives and made them genealogically whole。
There is something incongruous to most people in the idea of a young girl hardly out of the schoolroom bearing a ponderous title。 The pomp and circumstance that surround historic names connect them （through our reading） with stately matrons playing the 〃heavy female〃 roles in life's drama； much as Lady Macbeth's name evokes the idea of a raw…boned mother…in…law sort of person； the reverse of attractive； and quite the last woman in the world to egg her husband on to a crime … unless it were wife murder！
Names like de Chevreuse； or de la Rochefoucauld； seem appropriate only to the warlike amazons of the Fronde； or corpulent kill…joys in powder and court trains of the Mme。 Etiquette school； it comes as a shock； on being presented to a group of girlish figures in the latest cut of golfing skirts； who are chattering odds on the Grand Prix in faultless English； to realize that these light…hearted GAMINES are the present owners of sonorous titles。 One shudders to think what would have been the effect on poor Marie Antoinette's priggish mentor could she have foreseen her granddaughter； clad in knickerbockers； running a petroleum tricycle in the streets of Paris； or pedalling 〃tandem〃 across country behind some young cavalry officer of her connection。
Let no simple…minded American imagine； however； that these up… to…date women are waiting to welcome him and his family to their intimacy。 The world outside of France does not exist for a properly brought up French aristocrat。 Few have travelled； from their point of view； any man with money； born outside of France； is a 〃Rasta；〃 unless he come with diplomatic rank； in which case his position at home is carefully ferreted out before he is entertained。 Wealthy foreigners may live for years in Paris； without meeting a single member of this coterie； who will； however； join any new club that promises to be amusing； but as soon as the 〃Rastas〃 get a footing； 〃the seven〃 and their following withdraw。 Puteaux had its day； then the 〃Polo Club〃 in the Bois became their rendezvous。 But as every wealthy American and 〃smart〃 Englishwoman passing the spring in Paris rushed for that too open circle； like tacks toward a magnet； it was finally cut by the 〃Duchesses；〃 who； together with such attractive aides…de… camp as the Princesse de Poix； Mmes。 de Murat； de Morny； and de Broglie； inaugurated last spring 〃The Ladies' Club of the Acacias；〃 on a tiny island belonging to the 〃Tir aux Pigeons；〃 which； for the moment； is the fad of its founders。
It must be a surprise to those who do not know French family pride to learn that exclusive as these women are there are cliques in France today whose members consider the ladies we have been speaking of as lacking in reserve。 Men like Guy de Durfort； Duc de Lorges； or the Duc de Massa； and their womenkind； hold themselves aloof on an infinitely higher plane； associating with very few and scorning the vulgar herd of 〃smart〃 people！
It would seem as if such a vigorous weeding out of the unworthy would result in a rather restricted comradeship。 Who the 〃elect〃 are must become each year more difficult to discern。
Their point of view in this case cannot differ materially from that of the old Methodist lady； who； while she was quite sure no one outside of her own sect could possibly be saved； had grave fears concerning the future of most of the congregation。 She felt hopeful only of the clergyman and herself； adding： 〃There are days when I have me doubts about the minister！〃
Chapter 22 … Growing Old Ungracefully
THERE comes； we are told； a crucial moment； 〃a tide〃 in all lives； that taken at the flood； leads on to fortune。 An assertion； by the bye； which is open to doubt。 What does come to every one is an hour fraught with warning； which； if unheeded； leads on to folly。 This fateful date coincides for most of us with the discovery that we are turning gray； or that the 〃crow's feet〃 or our temples are becoming visible realities。 The unpleasant question then presents itself： Are we to slip meekly into middle age； or are arms be taken up against our insidious enemy； and the rest of life become a losing battle； fought inch by inch？
In other days it was the men who struggled the hardest against their fate。 Up to this century； the male had always been the ornamental member of a family。 Caesar； we read； coveted a laurel crown principally because it would help to conceal his baldness。 The wigs of the Grand Monarque are historical。 It is characteristic of the time that the latter's attempts at rejuvenation should have been taken as a matter of course； while a few years later poor Madame de Pompadour's artifices to retain her fleeting youth were laughed at and decried。
To…day the situation is reversed。 The battle； given up by the men … who now accept their fate with equanimity … is being waged by their better halves with a vigor heretofore unknown。 So genera