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were sitting with a lady; he would shake hands with her and begin a 
conversation; ignoring your existence; although you may have been 
his guest at dinner the night before; or he yours。  This was also a 
tenet of his creed borrowed from trans…Atlantic cousins; who; by 
the bye; during the time I speak of; found America; and especially 
our Eastern states; a happy hunting…ground; … all the clubs; 
country houses; and society generally opening their doors to the 
〃sesame〃 of English nationality。  It took our innocent youths a 
good ten years to discover that there was no reciprocity in the 
arrangement; it was only in the next epoch (the list of the three 
referred to) that our men recovered their self…respect; and assumed 
towards foreigners in general the attitude of polite indifference 
which is their manner to us when abroad。  Nothing could have been 
more provincial and narrow than the ideas of our 〃smart〃 men at 
that time。  They congregated in little cliques; huddling together 
in public; and cracking personal old jokes; but were speechless 
with MAUVAISE HONTE if thrown among foreigners or into other 
circles of society。  All this is not to be wondered at considering 
the amount of their general education and reading。  One charming 
little custom then greatly in vogue among our JEUNESSE DOREE was to 
remain at a ball; after the other guests had retired; tipsy; and 
then break anything that came to hand。  It was so amusing to throw 
china; glass; or valuable plants; out of the windows; to strip to 
the waist and box or bait the tired waiters。
I look at the boys growing up around me with sincere admiration; 
they are so superior to their predecessors in breeding; in 
civility; in deference to older people; and in a thousand other 
little ways that mark high…bred men。  The stray Englishman; of no 
particular standing at home no longer finds our men eager to 
entertain him; to put their best 〃hunter〃 at his disposition; to 
board; lodge; and feed him indefinitely; or make him honorary 
member of all their clubs。  It is a constant source of pleasure to 
me to watch this younger generation; so plainly do I see in them 
the influence of their mothers … women I knew as girls; and who 
were so far ahead of their brothers and husbands in refinement and 
culture。  To have seen these girls marry and bring up their sons so 
well has been a satisfaction and a compensation for many 
disillusions。  Woman's influence will always remain the strongest 
lever that can be brought to bear in raising the tone of a family; 
it is impossible not to see about these young men a reflection of 
what we found so charming in their mothers。  One despairs at times 
of humanity; seeing vulgarity and snobbishness riding triumphantly 
upward; but where the tone of the younger generation is as high as 
I have lately found it; there is still much hope for the future。
CHAPTER 32 … An Ideal Hostess
THE saying that 〃One…half of the world ignores how the other half 
lives〃 received for me an additional confirmation this last week; 
when I had the good fortune to meet again an old friend; now for 
some years retired from the stage; where she had by her charm and 
beauty; as well as by her singing; held all the Parisian world at 
her pretty feet。
Our meeting was followed on her part by an invitation to take 
luncheon with her the next day; 〃to meet a few friends; and talk 
over old times。〃  So half…past twelve (the invariable hour for the 
〃second breakfast;〃 in France) the following day found me entering 
a shady drawing…room; where a few people were sitting in the cool 
half…light that strayed across from a canvas…covered balcony 
furnished with plants and low chairs。  Beyond one caught a glimpse 
of perhaps the gayest picture that the bright city of Paris offers; 
… the sweep of the Boulevard as it turns to the Rue Royale; the 
flower market; gay with a thousand colors in the summer sunshine; 
while above all the color and movement; rose; cool and gray; the 
splendid colonnade of the Madeleine。  The rattle of carriages; the 
roll of the heavy omnibuses and the shrill cries from the street 
below floated up; softened into a harmonious murmur that in no way 
interfered with our conversation; and is sweeter than the finest 
music to those who love their Paris。
Five or six rooms EN SUITE opening on the street; and as many more 
on a large court; formed the apartment; where everything betrayed 
the ARTISTE and the singer。  The walls; hung with silk or tapestry; 
held a collection of original drawings and paintings; a fortune in 
themselves; the dozen portraits of our hostess in favorite roles 
were by men great in the art world; a couple of pianos covered with 
well…worn music and numberless photographs signed with names that 
would have made an autograph…fiend's mouth water。
After a gracious; cooing welcome; more whispered than spoken; I was 
presented to the guests I did not know。  Before this ceremony was 
well over; two maids in black; with white caps; opened a door into 
the dining…room and announced luncheon。  As this is written on the 
theme that 〃people know too little how their neighbors live;〃 I 
give the MENU。  It may amuse my readers and serve; perhaps; as a 
little object lesson to those at home who imagine that quantity and 
not quality is of importance。
Our gracious hostess had earned a fortune in her profession (and I 
am told that two CHEFS preside over her simple meals); so it was 
not a spirit of economy which dictated this simplicity。  At first; 
HORS D'OEUVRES were served; … all sorts of tempting little things; 
… very thin slices of ham; spiced sausages; olives and caviar; and 
eaten … not merely passed and refused。  Then came the one hot dish 
of the meal。  〃One!〃  I think I hear my reader exclaim。  Yes; my 
friend; but that one was a marvel in its way。  Chicken A 
L'ESPAGNOLE; boiled; and buried in rice and tomatoes cooked whole … 
a dish to be dreamed of and remembered in one's prayers and 
thanksgivings!  After at least two helpings each to this CHEF…
D'OEUVRE; cold larded fillet and a meat pate were served with the 
salad。  Then a bit of cheese; a beaten cream of chocolate; fruit; 
and bon…bons。  For a drink we had the white wine from which 
champagne is made (by a chemical process and the addition of many 
injurious ingredients); in other words; a pure BRUT champagne with 
just a suggestion of sparkle at the bottom of your glass。  All the 
party then migrated together into the smoking…room for cigarettes; 
coffee; and a tiny glass of LIQUEUR。
These details have been given at length; not only because the meal 
seemed to me; while I was eating it; to be worthy of whole columns 
of print; but because one of the besetting sins of our dear land is 
to serve a profusion of food no one wants and which the hostess 
would never have dreamed of ordering had she been alone。
Nothing is