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the ways of men-第37章

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tical mind it is  refreshing to see how much can be made of a little; and what a  fund of profit and pleasure can be extracted from small  things; if one goes to work in the right way。

The trick can doubtless be overdone: at moments one feels the  little game is worked a bit too openly。  The other evening;  for instance; when we entered the dining…room of our hotel and  found it decorated with flags and flowers; because; forsooth;  it was the birthday of 〃Victoria R。 and I。;〃 when champagne  was offered at dessert and the band played 〃God Save the  Queen;〃 while the English solemnly stood up in their places;  it did seem as if the proprietor was poking fun at his guests  in a sly way。

I was apparently the only person; however; who felt this。  The  English were much flattered by the attention; so I snubbed  myself with the reflection that if the date had been July 4; I  doubtless should have considered the flags and music most A  PROPOS。

There are also moments when the vivid picturesqueness of this  place comes near to palling on one。  Its beauty is so  suspiciously like a set scene that it gives the impression of  having been arranged by some clever decorator with an eye to  effect only。

One is continually reminded of that inimitable chapter in  Daudet's TARTARIN SUR LES ALPES; when the hero discovers that  all Switzerland is one enormous humbug; run to attract  tourists; that the cataracts are 〃faked;〃 and avalanches  arranged beforehand to enliven a dull season。  Can anything be  more delicious than the disillusion of Tartarin and his  friends; just back from a perilous chamois hunt; on  discovering that the animal they had exhausted themselves in  following all day across the mountains; was being refreshed  with hot wine in the kitchen of the hotel by its peasant  owner?

When one visits the theatrical abbey across the lake and  inspects the too picturesque tombs of Savoy's sovereigns; or  walks in the wonderful old garden; with its intermittent  spring; the suspicion occurs; in spite of one's self; that the  whole scene will be folded up at sunset and the bare…footed  〃brother〃 who is showing us around with so much unction will;  after our departure; hurry into another costume; and appear  later as one of the happy peasants who are singing and  drinking in front of that absurdly operatic little inn you  pass on the drive home。

There is a certain pink cottage; with a thatched roof and  overhanging vines; about which I have serious doubts; and  fully expect some day to see Columbine appear on that  pistache…green balcony (where the magpie is hanging in a  wicker cage); and; taking Arlequin's hand; disappear into the  water…butt while Clown does a header over the half…door; and  the cottage itself turns into a gilded coach; with Columbine  kissing her hand from the window。

A problem which our intelligent people have not yet set  themselves to solve; is being worked out abroad。  The little  cities of Europe have discovered that prosperity comes with  the tourist; that with increased facilities of communication  the township which expends the most in money and brains in  attracting rich travellers to its gates is the place that will  grow and prosper。  It is a simple lesson; and one that I would  gladly see our American watering…places learn and apply。




Chapter 24 … The Better Part


AS I watch; year after year; the flowers of our aristocratic  hothouses blooming behind the glass partitions of their  conservatories; tended always by the same gardeners; admired  by the same amateurs; and then; for the most part; withering  unplucked on their virgin stems; I wonder if the wild flowers  appreciate the good luck that allows them to taste the storm  and the sunshine untrammelled and disperse perfume according  to their own sweet will。

To drop a cumbersome metaphor; there is not the shadow of a  doubt that the tamest and most monotonous lives in this  country are those led by the women in our 〃exclusive〃 sets;  for the good reason that they are surrounded by all the  trammels of European society without enjoying any of its  benefits; and live in an atmosphere that takes the taste out  of existence too soon。

Girls abroad are kept away from the 〃world〃 because their  social life only commences after marriage。  In America; on the  contrary; a woman is laid more or less on the shelf the day  she becomes a wife; so that if she has not made hay while her  maiden sunshine lasted; the chances are she will have but  meagrely furnished lofts; and how; I ask; is a girl to harvest  always in the same field?

When in this country; a properly brought up young aristocrat  is presented by her mamma to an admiring circle of friends;  she is quite a BLASEE person。  The dancing classes she has  attended for a couple of years before her debut (that she  might know the right set of youths and maidens) have taken the  bloom off her entrance into the world。  She and her friends  have already talked over the 〃men〃 of their circle; and  decided; with a sigh; that there were matches going about。  A  juvenile Newporter was recently overheard deploring (to a  friend of fifteen summers); 〃By the time we come out there  will only be two matches in the market;〃 meaning; of course;  millionnaires who could provide their brides with country and  city homes; yachts; and the other appurtenances of a brilliant  position。  Now; the unfortunate part of the affair is; that  such a worldly…minded maiden will in good time be obliged to  make her debut; dine; and dance through a dozen seasons  without making a new acquaintance。  Her migrations from town  to seashore; or from one country house to another; will be but  changes of scene: the actors will remain always the same。   When she dines out; she can; if she cares to take the trouble;  make a fair guess as to who the guests will be before she  starts; for each entertainment is but a new shuffle of the too  well…known pack。  She is morally certain of being taken in to  dinner by one of fifty men whom she has known since her  childhood; and has met on an average twice a week since she  was eighteen。

Of foreigners such a girl sees little beyond a stray  diplomatist or two; in search of a fortune; and her glimpses  of Paris society are obtained from the windows of a hotel on  the Place Vendome。  In London or Rome she may be presented in  a few international salons; but as she finds it difficult to  make her new acquaintances understand what an exalted position  she occupies at home; the chances are that pique at seeing  some Daisy Miller attract all the attention will drive my lady  back to the city where she is known and appreciated; nothing  being more difficult for an American 〃swell〃 than explaining  to the uninitiated in what way her position differs from that  of the rest of her compatriots。

When I see the bevies of highly educated and attractive girls  who make their bows each season; I ask myself in wonder; 〃Who;  in the name of goodness; are they to marry?〃

In the very circle where so much stress is laid on a girl's  establishing herself brilliantly; the fewest possible husbands  are to be found。  Yet; limited as such a girl's choice is; she  will sooner remain single than 
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