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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, January 29, 1912, Image 16

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SAW THE SURFACE
New York high society
didn't do its natural best in
entertaining the Duke and
Duchess of Connaught, the
first of British royalty who
have given New Yorkers a
chance to lick their boots
since the Prince of Wales
visited the empire state to
shoot buffalo, 52 years ago.
To be sure, the ducal par
ty was given several "in
formal dinners," a few
"quiet luncheons" and a
small dance," "but these are
not the real thing in New
York, and we assure the
duke that he hasn't seen it
all by a long shot. He
shouldn't leave for Canada
believing that metropolitan
society's finest is so tame as
he has been shown.
Lordy ! Connaught, you should
see the embarrassed apes that
sometimes feed with them. You
should see those fat mesdames of
the 400 in pink, blue or orange
Oriental trousers. You should
see 'em so stripped for display
of jewels that an honest man feels
unsafe without a base-ball mask.
You should see society when tired
of all legitimate pleasures, com
mon forms of entertainment, and
of itself, it goes in for as near an
approach to unadorned sin as the
law allows?
You missed things, through
having, fallen into the hands of
the Whitelaw Reids, whoare de
cent, that would have made you
start building- another Chinese
wall along the southern Canadian
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frontier. However, what you
didn't see will keep and probably
grow stronger, and you can come
again, don't yeknow"?
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. THE SPRING SONG
Oh, Spring, we sing to you,
And wish that you were here. '
We love your budding blossoms
And crave your sunny cheer.
Too long we've had old winter,
jHis chilly winds and snow
'And frozen streams and rivers,
""Which' in thesummer flew,
We urge upon you hasten,
Bring us a balmy breeze
So once again we can discourse
Without a noisy sneeze.
Justice is always the highest
expediency. Wendell Phillips.
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