"Ike," I said, thinking possibly I might cure him with a bit of
sarcasm, "aren't you afraid you will cut yourself with the sword?"
[Illustration: "Aren't you afraid you will cut yourself with the
sword?"]
"Oh! no, no," Ike answered, looking at the knife with contempt;
"there is no danger at all. But at the Palmer House in
Chicago--Ah! there they have sharp knives!"
Ike is beyond the breakers for mine.
The races at Saratoga were extremely exciting.
A friend of mine volunteered to pick out the winners for me, but
after I lost eight dollars I decided that it would be cheaper to
pick out a new friend.
But I do love to mingle with Society at the summer resorts.
It isn't generally known, but one of my great-grandfathers was
present when the original 400 landed at Plymouth Rock.
My great-grandfather owned the Rock.
A couple of nights after the original 400 landed on Plymouth Rock
the leader of the smart set, Mrs. Von Tweedledum, gave a full dress
ball.
My great-grandfather looked in at the full dress ball and was so
shocked that he went and opened a clothing store next day.
Society never forgave him for this insinuation.
But, say, isn't it immense the way the doings of these Society dubs
are chronicled in the Society papers?
In case you haven't noticed them I would like to put you wise to a
few:
Social Glints From the Summer Resorts
Among the Smart Setters now present at Saratoga is John J.
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