Gala-days by Gail Hamilton
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but I do think there ought to be a clause in the Constitution
providing that servants shall not be dressed and educated and accomplished up to the point of making people uncomfortable." "No," said Halicarnassus, sleepily; "perhaps it wasn't a servant." "Well," I said, having looked at it in that light silently for half an hour, and coming to the surface in another place, "if I could dress and carry myself like that, I would not keep tavern." "Oh! eh?" yawning; "who does?" "Mrs. Astor. Of course nobody less rich than Mrs. Astor could go up-stairs and down-stairs and in my lady's chamber in Shiraz silk and gold of Ophir. Why, Cleopatra was nothing to her. I make no doubt she uses gold-dust for sugar in her coffee every morning; and as for the three miserable little wherries that Isabella furnished Columbus, and historians have towed through their tomes ever since, if you know of anybody that has a continent he wishes to discover, send him to this housekeeper, and she can fit out a fleet of transports and Monitors for convoy with one of her bracelets." "I don't," said Halicarnassus, rubbing his eyes. "I only wish," I added, "that she would turn Rebel so that government might confiscate her. Paper currency would go up at once from the sudden influx of gold, and the credit of the |
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