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Title: Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 34 December 1886 to May 1887
Year: 1887 (1880s)
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Publisher: New York: Harper & Brothers Publishers
Contributing Library: Brigham Young University-Idaho, David O. McKay Library
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aunt buildings. Could this be the Cape May aboutwhich hung so many traditions of sum-mer romance ? Where were those crowdsof Southerners, with slaves and chariots,and the haughtiness of a caste civilization,and the belles from Baltimore and Phila-delphia and Charleston and Richmond,whose smiles turned the heads of the lastgeneration ? Had that gay society danceditself off into the sea, and left not evena phantom of itself behind ? As he satupon the veranda. King could not rid him-self of the impression that this must be amocking dream, this appearance of empti-ness and solitude. Why, yes, he was cer-tainly in a delusion, at least in a reverie.The place was alive. An omnibus droveto the door (though no sound of wheelswas heard); the Avaiters rushed out, a fatman descended, a little girl was lifteddown, a pretty w^oman jumped from thesteps with that little extra bound on theground which all women confessedly un-der forty always give when they alightfrom a vehicle, a large Avoman lowered
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674 HARPERS NEW MONTHLY MAGAZINE. herself cautiously out, with an anxiouslook, and a file of men stooped andemerged, poking their umbrellas and canesin each others backs. Mr, King plainlysaw the whole party hurry into the officeand register their names, and saw theclerk repeatedly touch a bell and throwback his head and extend his hand to aservant. Curious to see who the arrivalsw^ere, he went to tlie register. No nameswere written there. But there were oth-er carriages at the door, there was a pileof trunks on the veranda, which he near-ly stumbled over, although his foot strucknothing, and the chairs were full, and peo-ple were strolling up and down the piazza.He noticed particularly one couple prome-nading—a slender brunette, with a brill-iant complexion; large dark eyes that madeconstant play—could it be the belle of Ma-con ?—and a gentleman of thirty-five, inblack frock-coat, unbuttoned, with a wide-brimmed soft hat—clothes not quite thelatest style—who had a good deal

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