Short Stories and Essays (from Literature and Life) eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 184 pages of information about Short Stories and Essays (from Literature and Life).

Short Stories and Essays (from Literature and Life) eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 184 pages of information about Short Stories and Essays (from Literature and Life).

I mean nothing offensive either to swells or to actors.  We have not distinction, as a people; Matthew Arnold noted that; and it is not our business to have it:  When it is our business our swells will have it, just as our actors now have it, especially our actors of English birth.  I had not this reflection about me at the time to console me for my disappointment, and it only now occurs to me that what I took for an absence of distinction may have been such a universal prevalence of it that the result was necessarily a species of indistinction.  But in the complexion of any social assembly we Americans are at a disadvantage with Europeans from the want of uniforms.  A few military scattered about in those boxes, or even a few sporting bishops in shovel-hats and aprons, would have done much to relieve them from the reproach I have been heaping upon them.  Our women, indeed, poor things, always do their duty in personal splendor, and it is not of a poverty in their modes at the Horse Show that I am complaining.  If the men had borne their part as well, there would not have been these tears:  and yet, what am I saying?  There was here and there a clean-shaven face (which I will not believe was always an actor’s), and here and there a figure superbly set up, and so faultlessly appointed as to shoes, trousers, coat, tie, hat, and gloves as to have a salience from the mass of good looks and good clothes which I will not at last call less than distinction.

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At any rate, I missed these marked presences when I left the lines of the promenaders around the ellipse, and climbed to a seat some tiers above the boxes.  I am rather anxious to have it known that my seat was not one of those cheap ones in the upper gallery, but was with the virtuous poor who could afford to pay a dollar and a half for their tickets.  I bought it of a speculator on the sidewalk, who said it was his last, so that I conceived it the last in the house; but I found the chairs by no means all filled, though it was as good an audience as I have sometimes seen in the same place at other circuses.  The people about me were such as I had noted at the other circuses, hotel-sojourners, kindly-looking comers from provincial towns and cities, whom I instantly felt myself at home with, and free to put off that gloomy severity of aspect which had grown upon me during my association with the swells below.  My neighbors were sufficiently well dressed, and if they had no more distinction than their betters, or their richers, they had not the burden of the occasion upon them, and seemed really glad of what was going on in the ring.

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