The Yale expositor., 1915-02-11

Cuffs and push back the Forelock and
try to be Human.
No use. He was strictly Ritz-Carl-
ton from the Pumps to the Topper.
but the word Boob" was stenciled
right across the glossy Front.
When they had conquered all the
Eating Places in the Tenderloin they
moved on to Europe, where they were
just as welcome as Influenza.
II was great TO sit in the Savoy
at the Supper Hour, surrounded by
the best known people mentioned in
the Court Circulars.
1t was indeed a privilege for Elan
Cousins, oven if the British Cousins
did not seem to place Elan and
Claudine
Looking in any direction they could
see naught but frosty and forbidding
Shoulder-Blades.
After partaking of their Sole and
Grouse and winning pleasant Good
Night" from the Chevalier in the
Check-Room, they would escape to
their Apartments and talk to the Dog.
In Paris they did better.
They learned that by going out on
the Boulevard and whistling. they
could summon a whole Regiment of
high-born and patrician Down-and-
Cutters.
Most of the Titles were slightly
worm-eaten and spotted with Fungi,
but nevertheless Genuine.
1t was Nuts for Claudine to as
semble all the Noblemen to be picked
up around the Lobby and gave them
free run and jump at the Carte
du Jour.
Her Dinners soon became the talk
of the Chambermaids employed in the
Hotel.
Anyone willing to cut loose on
Caviar and stuff raised under Glass
will never dine alone in gay Paree.
Whenever Elan made a noise like
1000 Frongs, he found a lot Of we'll
bred Connoisseurs at his Elbow, all
ready to have something unusual
brought up from the Cellar.
The securing of an invitation to one
of Claudine's formal Dinners was al
most as difficult as getting into Luna
Park
However, the list of guests sounded
Real when sent back to America and
printed for the entertainment Of per-
sons living in Boarding-Houses.
Claudine became slightly puffed.
When she found herself between a
couple of perfumed Lads wearing
Medals, she would give Friend Hus-
band the Office to move to one side
and curl up in the Grass and not ruin
the Ensemble by boring in.
Elan was usually at the foot Of the
Table behind a mass of Orchids. Once
in while he would try to crowd into
the conversation just to let them know
that old Ready Money was still pres
ent, but every time he came up, Deare
would do her bamedest to Bean him
and put him out of the Game
Claudine could make stab at the
new Picture in the Salon and even run
nimbly around the edge of the Futur-
ist vogue.
Elan was ready to discuss Steam
ship Lines or Railway Accommoda-
tions, but when he was put against
the Tall-Brows he began to burn
low and smell of the Wick
Often, when surfeited with TrufIles,
he would wonder what had become of
the Green Corn, the X. and X, the
regular Chicken with Giblets, the
Huckleberry Pie, the smoking oyster
| Stew, and the Smearcase with Chives,
such as Gusta used to send in. These
reminders of a lowly Past were very
distasteful.
Once he talked in his Sleep about
Goldfish Balls, and next morning she
lit on him something scandalous.
After the Partisan triumphs ii
seemed safe bet to return home and
make a new effort to mingle with
! the FaceCards.
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