Bab: a Sub-Deb by Mary Roberts Rinehart
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to dance half the evening with youngsters that one saw last in their
perambulaters. It is rather startling to have about six feet of black trouser legs and white shirt front come and ask one to dance and then to get one's eyes raised as far as the top of what looks like a particularly thin pair of tree trunks and see a little boy's face. As this Theme is to contain discription I shall discribe the ball room of the club where the eventful party occurred. The ball room is white, with red hangings, and looks like a Charlotte Russe with maraschino cherries. Over the fireplace they had put "Merry Christmas," in electric lights, and the chandaliers were made into Christmas trees and hung with colored balls. One of the balls fell off during the Cotillion, and went down the back of one of the girl's dresses, and they were compelled to up-end her and shake her out in the dressing room. The favors were insignifacant, as usual. It is not considered good taste to have elaberate things for the school crowd. But when I think of the silver things Sis always brought home, and remember that I took away about six Christmas Stockings, a toy Baloon, four Whistles, a wooden Canary in a cage and a box of Talcum Powder, I feel that things are not fair in this World. Hannah went with me, and in the motor she said: "Oh, Miss Barbara, do be careful. The Familey is that upset." "Don't be a silly," I said. "And if the Familey is half as upset as I am, it is throwing a fit at this minute." |
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