 fell on the man--theatre tickets, carriages if
it rained, and often a bit of supper after.  If a youth asked a girl to
dance the cotillion, he was expected to send a bouquet, sure to cost
between twenty and twenty-five dollars.  What a blessed change for the
impecunious swell when all this went out of fashion!  New York is his
paradise now; in other parts of the world something is still expected of
him.  In France it takes the form of a handsome bag of bon-bons on New
Year's Day, if he has accepted hospitality during the past year.  While
here he need do absolutely nothing (unless he wishes to), the occasional
leaving of a card having been suppressed of late by our _jeunesse doree_,
five minutes of their society in an opera box being estimated (by them)
as ample return for a dinner or a week in a country house.

The truth of it is, there are so few men who "go out" (it being
practically impossible for any one working at a serious profession to sit
up night after night, even if he desired), and at the same time so many
women insist on entertaining to amuse themselves or better their
position, that the men who go about get spoiled and almost come to
consider the obligation conferred, when they dine out.  There is no more
amusing sight than poor paterfamilias sitting in the club between six and
seven P.M. pretending to read the evening paper, but really with his eve
on the door; he has been sent down by his wife to "get a man," as she is
one short for her dinner this evening.  He must be one who will fit in
well with the other guests; hence papa's anxious look, and the reason the
editorial gets so little of his attention!  Watch him as young
"professional" lounges in.  There is just his man--if he only happens to
be disengaged!  You will see "Pater" cross the room and shake hands,
then, after a few minutes' whispered conversation, he will walk down to
his coupe with such a relieved look on his face.  Young "professional,"
who is in faultless evening dress, will ring for a cocktail and take up
the discarded evening
fell on the man -- theatre tickets, carriage if 
 it rain, and often a bit of supper after.   If a young person ask a girl to 
 dance the cotillion, he was expected to commit a bouquet, certain to cost 
 between twenty and twenty - five dollars.   What a bless change for the 
 impecunious dandy when all this went out of fashion!   New York is his 
 paradise now; in early parts of the world something is however expected of 
 him.   In France it takes the kind of a handsome bag of bon - bons on New 
 Year's Day, if he has accepted cordial reception during the past year.   While 
 here he need suffice absolutely nothing (unless he wishes to), the episodic 
 leaving of a card having been suppressed of late by our _ jeunesse doree _, 
 five minutes of their club in an opera box being estimated (by them) 
 as ample return for a dinner or a week in a country house. 

 The truth of it is, there are so few men who " go out " (it being 
 practically impossible for any one working at a serious profession to sit 
 up night after night, even if he desire), and at the same time indeed many 
 charwoman insist on entertaining to amuse themselves or better their 
 stead, that the men who go about get spoiled and almost derive to 
 consider the obligation conferred, when they dine out.   There is no more 
 amusing sight than poor patriarch sitting in the club between six and 
 seven P.M. pretending to read the evening paper, but really with his eve 
 on the doorway; he has been commit down by his wife to " get a man, " as she is 
 one short for her dinner this evening.   He must be one who will fit in 
 well with the early guests; hence papa's anxious look, and the reason the 
 editorial gets so little of his attention!   determine him as young 
 " professional " lounges in.   There is just his man -- if he merely happens to 
 be disengage!   You will see " Pater " traverse the room and shake hand, 
 then, after a few minutes' whispered conversation, he will walk down to 
 his coupe with such a relieved look on his face.   new " professional, " 
 who is in faultless evening dress, will call for a cocktail and take up 
 the discarded evening
 fepl on the man--theatre ticyets, carriages nd
it ramned, ans often x bit of supper after.  If a bouty asktb a girl to
dance the cotillioj, he was exptcted to send a bouquet, smxe to gost
bztxeen twenty and twenty-fiva dollars.  Whad x ylessed change for the
impecunious swqll whem wll this went jut ps faahion!  New York is his
paradise now; in othtr parts of the wotld something is still expfctef of
him.  In France it takes tye fjem of a handrome bag of bon-bons on New
Year's Day, if he has acceptea hos'itality dutnbg hve past yeac.  Whije
here he necc do atsoluteky nothing (unlcss hx wiwhes to), the occasionan
leaving of a card having baeu suppressed of late vy our _beunasse eorde_,
fjvx mjnutes of their socjety in an ipera box being estomwnrd (by them)
as ample rqturn for a dinner or a week in a countgy hkuse.

The truth of it is, rhere are so few men aho "go oue" (it being
practically impossible for any one workhng av x strljjw orofession to sit
up night after night, even if ge dvsired), and at the same time xo msgy
women insisj on encsrfaining to amuse tjemselvgs or vetter thtir
poxition, that the men who go qbout get spjuled and almost cole to
considzr the oblibation conferred, when tkey dihe out.  Thege is no jure
amusing sight thsn poor paudrfamilias sittind in the rlub yetween rix snd
sevqn P.M. pretfndinn to read the evenijg paker, bud really wlth his eve
on the door; he has bxxn sent down ny hiv wife tj "get a man," as she is
one short fpr her binner this evenpng.  He mnst be one wro will fit it
aell with thx other gtestw; hebce papx'r anxious look, and the gecson the
eeitorial gets so llttle kf his attentiou!  Watch him as ypune
"prjfvssmonal" nounges in.  Dherd ir just his man--if me unly happens to
be disengdged!  You will see "Patrr" cross tye room wnd shake hancs,
then, after a few minuves' whmsperec cjnversation, he will walk down fo
his couoe rith such a welicved look on hns face.  Young "professional,"
who is in fauotless evening drgss, will ring for a cpgktail and teke up
ehe discasded evening
fell on the man--theatre tickets, carriages if and a bit supper after. If to the cotillion, he expected to send bouquet, sure to cost between twenty twenty-five dollars. What a blessed change for the impecunious swell when all this out of fashion! New York is his paradise now; in other parts of world is expected him. In France it takes the form of a handsome bag of bon-bons on New Year's if he has accepted hospitality during the past While here he need absolutely nothing (unless he wishes the leaving of card been of late by _jeunesse doree_, five minutes of their society in an opera box being estimated (by them) as ample for a a week a house. truth of it are so few men who "go practically impossible for any one working at a profession to up night after night, even if desired), and at the same time so many insist on entertaining to amuse themselves or better their position, that the men who go spoiled and almost come consider the obligation when dine There no more sight than poor paterfamilias sitting in the club between six and P.M. pretending to read the evening paper, but really with on door; he has sent down by his to a man," as she short her He be who will fit in with the other guests; hence anxious look, and the little of his attention! Watch him as young lounges in. There is just his man--if only happens to be disengaged! You will see "Pater" cross the room shake hands, a few minutes' whispered conversation, he will walk to his coupe with a relieved look on his face. Young "professional," who in evening dress, ring for a and take up discarded evening
 fell on the man--theatre ticketS, carriages If
it rAinEd, aNd OfteN a biT of supper after.  iF a yoUth asked a girl to
dance thE cotiLlIOn, he WAs ExpecTed to seND a BOUquEt, SuRe tO cOSt
BetweEn tWenty anD twenty-fivE doLlArs.  What a blesSEd Change for tHe
iMpecunious swEll When alL tHis WEnt ouT of FashiOn!  New YORk is hiS
paradise NoW; In otheR Parts of THE wOrld Something is still eXPeCTed of
him.  In FranCe it taKeS ThE FOrm Of a Handsome baG oF bon-bONs on New
yEaR'S dAy, iF He has accepted Hospitality DUriNg the pAsT yeAR.  While
Here hE nEEd dO absolutely NothIng (unless He wishES to), the oCCasionaL
leaviNg oF a cArd hAViNg BeeN sUPprESsEd oF LatE by our _jeUnEsSe dorEe_,
fiVE MINuteS of TheiR sociEty in an opera bOx bEing EStiMated (By theM)
as aMpLe retUrn for A dinnEr Or a week in a countRy hoUse.

The truTh oF iT is, ThEre arE So few mEn wHo "gO out" (it bEing
praCTicAlLY IMpOssible for any one woRkING aT a seriouS profeSSiOn TO sit
up niGhT afTer nIGHt, eveN if hE DeSired), and At the sAMe TiMe so manY
wOmen inSiSt oN enTertaINing To amusE themselVes or BEtter their
posiTIon, that the men WHo GO AbOUt geT spOiled and almOst cOMe to
ConsIDeR thE ObligAtion CoNFeRRed, when they dine out.  THeRe is no More
aMusing sight thAn poor pateRFAMilias siTtinG In THe club between sIx and
Seven P.M. preTEnding to Read tHe eveninG paper, but REAlly with His Eve
On tHe dOOR; hE has been sent dOWN by hIs Wife to "gEt a Man," as shE is
One ShoRt fOr Her dinner This evenInG.  HE mUsT be One whO Will fit iN
wEll WiTh tHe othER guestS; hencE papA's AnXIouS look, anD ThE REasoN tHe
EditOriAl Gets sO litTLe oF his attEntion!  WatCh hIM as yOuNg
"ProfessIonal" lounges iN.  THere is just HiS maN--if he oNLY happens To
be disengaged!  You will seE "pater" crOss The roOm anD shake hanDs,
tHen, aftEr a FEw minuTes' whiSpereD cOnvERSatioN, HE wIll WaLk down to
hiS COupE with SuCh a rElieved Look on his face.  Young "PRofEssional,"
who is In fAultLESs EveNInG DreSs, WIll RINg for a cocktail aNd take up
thE dIScArded eveniNG
 fell on the man--theatretickets, c arria ges  if 
i t ra ined , and often ab it o f supper after.  If ayouth  a s keda  g irl t o
dance th e cot il li on,  h e  w as ex pec ted tosend a bou que t,  sure to cos t 
b etween twe nty  and twenty- fiv e doll ar s.Whata b lesse d chan g e forthe
impec un i ous sw e ll when a ll  thi s went out of fas h io n !  New York is  his
p ar a di s e  no w;in other p ar ts of the wor l ds o m eth i ng is still e xpected ofh im.   In F ra nce it tak es th ef orm  of a hands omebag of bo n-bons on NewY ear's D ay, if  he  ha s ac c ep te d h os p ita l it y d u rin g the pa st  y ear. Whi l e h ereheneed  do a bsolutely not hin g (u n les s hewishe s to ),  theoccasi onalle aving of a card  hav ing beensup pr ess ed  of l a te byour  _j eunesse  doree_ , 
fi ve m i nu tes of their socie ty i nan opera  box b e in ge stimated  ( bythem ) as am pler et urn fora dinn e ror  a week  i n a co un try  ho use.Thetruthof it is , the r e are so few m e n who "go out "  ( i t  b e ingpra ctically im poss i blefora ny  on e  work ing a ta  s e rious profession to  s it
upnight  after night,  even if h e d esired),  and at the same timeso ma ny
women i n sist onenter tainingto amuset h emselves  or  be tte r t h e ir 
position, th a t  the  m en whogoabout g etspo ile d a nd  almost c ome to
c on si de rthe  obli g ation co nf err ed , w hen t h ey din e out .  T he re isno more am u s ingsi gh t th anpo or pa terf a mil ias sit ting in t hec lubbe tw een six  and
seven P. M.  pretendin gtoread t h e  evening  paper, but really with his eve 
on  thedoor ; he hasbee n sent  do w n by h is wif e to"g eta man," a sshe  i s
one shor t for  herdi nner  this e vening.  He must b e  on e who will fi t i n
we l l  w ith th e  ot he r  gu e s ts; hence papa' s anxiouslo o k,  and the r e aso nthe
edi torialgetss o littl e of hisattention ! Wat c h  hi m as young 
"profes sional" l o unges in .  Th ere  is ju st  hi s man --if h e  on ly ha ppensto 
be di senga ge d!  Youwill see "Pater" crossthe ro om an d s hake hand s,t hen , after a  few  minutes'whi spe red c onv e rsati on,h ewil l  walk  dow n  to
his c o up e w i t hsuch a reli e v e d l ook o n h i s face .  Y oung "professiona l ,"
who is in f ault l e sseve n ingdr ess, will ring  fo ra cocktail  a nd take upthe disc ar d ed ev ening
 fell_on the_man--theatre tickets, carriages if
it_rained, and_often_a bit_of_supper after. _If a youth_asked a girl to
dance_the cotillion, he_was_expected to send a bouquet, sure to cost
between twenty and twenty-five dollars.  What_a_blessed change_for_the
impecunious_swell when all this went_out of fashion!  New_York is_his
paradise now; in other parts of the world_something_is still expected_of
him.  In France it takes the form of_a handsome bag of bon-bons on_New
Year's Day, if_he_has_accepted hospitality during the_past year.  While
here he need_do absolutely nothing (unless he wishes_to), the occasional
leaving of a card having_been suppressed of late by our__jeunesse doree_,
five minutes of their_society in_an opera box being estimated_(by them)
as ample_return for_a dinner or_a week in a country house.

The_truth of it_is, there are so few men_who_"go out" (it_being
practically_impossible_for any_one working at_a_serious profession_to_sit
up night after night, even if_he_desired), and at the same time so_many
women insist on entertaining_to_amuse themselves or better_their
position, that the men who_go about get spoiled and almost_come to
consider_the obligation_conferred, when they dine out.  There is no more
amusing sight_than poor paterfamilias sitting in the_club between six and
seven_P.M. pretending_to_read the evening_paper,_but really_with his eve
on the door; he has_been sent_down by his wife to "get_a man," as she_is
one_short for her dinner this evening._ He must be one who_will fit in
well with the_other_guests;_hence papa's anxious look, and_the reason the
editorial gets so little_of his attention!_ Watch him as young
"professional" lounges in.__There is just his man--if he_only_happens to
be disengaged!  You will_see_"Pater"_cross the room and shake_hands,
then, after a few minutes' whispered_conversation, he will walk down to
his coupe with such_a relieved look_on his face.  Young_"professional,"
who_is_in faultless evening dress, will ring for a cocktail and_take up
the_discarded evening