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Beth was worried by the confusion of her closet and the difficulty of learning three or four songs at once, and Amy deeply regretted the damage done her frock, for Katy Brown's party was to be the next day and now like Flora McFlimsey, she had 'nothing to wear'. But these were mere trifles, and they assured their mother that the experiment was working finely.
The rule is quite in harmony with it that mere frippery should be avoided within and without, and the purely decorative architect excluded with Miss McFlimsey. The ground-plan is very simple, blending the cross and the square. Nave and transept are identical in dimensions, each being sixty-four by one hundred and ninety-two feet.
I knowed one of the pressmen, and he let me set down in a corner, where I was warm, and I soon got fast asleep." "Why don't you get a room somewhere, and so always have a home to go to?" "I dunno," said Dick. "I never thought of it. P'rhaps I may hire a furnished house on Madison Square." "That's where Flora McFlimsey lived."
"Just so weak," was the free-spoken answer. "You fashionable people are all afraid of each other. You haven't a spark of individuality or true independence. No, not a spark. You are quite strong enough to ride out in your own elegant carriage but with the doctor! O, dear, no! If you were certain of not meeting Mrs. McFlimsey, perhaps the experiment might be adventured.
But Miss McFlimsey was an enduring young lady, who, for many years was accepted as symbolizing the foibles of Madison Square, and she was in a measure in Fawcett's mind when he wrote, in "A Gentleman of Leisure," that vigorous description contrasting socially the stretch of the Avenue below Fourteenth Street with the later development a dozen blocks to the north.
It came winged, and equipped to fly wide and to fly far, as only verse can, with a message for the grand-children of 'Flora McFlimsey, which it delivers today in perfectly intelligible terms. "It does not indeed find her posterity in Madison Square.
"I'm like Flora McFlimsey," Edith laughs; "I have nothing to wear. There is a white Swiss muslin in my trunk, but it will look wofully rustic and dowdy, I'm afraid, in your gorgeous drawing-rooms." "Nonsense! Plain Swiss is always in taste for girls of eighteen. I wore it greatly my first season. Do you know I feel awfully old, Edith twenty-one to-night!
But she is always out on fine days." "Doctor, for shame! How can you say that?" And a ghost of color crept into the face of Mrs. Carleton, while her eyes grew brighter almost flashed. The maid came in with shawl and bonnet. Dr. Farleigh, as we have intimated, understood his patient, and said just two or three words more, in a tone half contemptuous. "Afraid of Mrs. McFlimsey!"
Miss Flora McFlimsey was there: "That," said she, "is Mrs. Morris, of Fourteenth Street, a mysterious governess in the family of Mr. Osgood; and the gentleman is Mr. Osgood." What dost thou here, pale chemist, with thy brow Knotted with pains of thought, nigh hump-backed o'er Thy alembics and thy stills? These garden-flowers, Whose perfumes spice the balmy summer-air, Teach us as well as thee.
There are two poems linked with the story of New York. They are Edmund Clarence Stedman's "The Diamond Wedding," and "Nothing to Wear," and the William Allen Butler verses, beginning: "Miss Flora McFlimsey, of Madison Square Has made three separate journeys to Paris. And her father assures me, each time she was there, That she and her friend Mrs.
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