Mrs. Radigan: Her Biography, with that of Miss Pearl Veal, and the Memoirs of J. Madison Mudison — John Shaqi
Mrs. Radigan: Her Biography, with that of Miss Pearl Veal, and the Memoirs of J. Madison MudisonLloyd, Nelson
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Mrs. Radigan: Her Biography, with that of Miss Pearl Veal, and the Memoirs of J. Madison Mudison
Lloyd, Nelson
New York (N.Y.) -- Fiction; Satire; Social classes -- Fiction; Women -- Conduct of life -- Fiction
Radigan drove splendidly and won the blue ribbon. He ran up to receive
our congratulations, and then hurried away to put on his riding togs
and come on again with his fine saddle mare Ulysses, which his wife
had named after a play. The jam in the promenade was tremendous by
this time and we attracted a great deal of attention. Mrs. Radigan had
on a green velvety creation, with a hat that might have been modelled
after an elevated railroad station, but she is a handsome woman and
looked stunning, though she did at times suggest to me the pin-cushion
our Sunday-school gave the minister's wife many years ago. Her sister
was playing the simple rôle in plain black, and really was lovely and
attracted a vast amount of staring. What element is lacking in blue
blood that it leaves most of its possessors so pale and ill-moulded?
What a delight are these red-blooded beauties that Kansas and other
remote places send us! And generally they have names that should be
changed. Both the club fellows seemed to feel as I do and occupied
themselves with the sister, and talked stocks to her. One of them
had just caught a ten-point rise in two days on a thousand X.Y. & Z.
preferred, and so was very interesting, for it is pleasant to hear
how quickly and easily other people make money. The girl learned all
about the way they did it, and murmured, "Indeed!" and "Really!" and
smiled at everything they said about "Chickasaw common" and "Carbonic
Acid Gas first preferred." I had hoped to get some points on polite
conversation from these club fellows, thinking they had been asked to
be entertaining, but I realized soon that they were there for looks.
And they did look well. There was a block in front of our box nearly
all the evening.
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