第 25 节
作者:青词      更新:2021-08-14 15:19      字数:9320
  days   in   the   same   place。   Early   winter   found   her   〃getting   her   house   in
  order;〃 a mysterious rite apparently attended with vast worry and fatigue。
  With     cooling     enthusiasm;      the  painter    called    and   coaxed     and   waited。
  November brought the opera and the full swing of a New York season。 So
  far   she    has   given   him    half   a  dozen     sittings;  squeezed      in  between     a
  luncheon; which made her 〃unavoidably late;〃 for which she is charmingly
  〃sorry;〃 and a reception that she was forced to attend; although 〃it breaks
  my heart to leave just as you are beginning to work so well; but I really
  must; or the tiresome old cat who is giving the tea will be saying all sorts
  of    unpleasant     things    about    me。〃    So   she    flits  off;  leaving    the   poor;
  disillusioned   painter   before   his   canvas;   knowing   now   that   his   dream   is
  over;   that   in   a   month   or   two   his   pretty   sitter   will   be   off   again   to   New
  Orleans for   the carnival; or abroad;   and that his   weary round of   waiting
  will recommence。 He will be fortunate if some day it does not float back
  to him; in the mysterious way disagreeable things do come to one; that she
  has been heard to say; 〃I fear dear Mr。 Palette is not very clever; for I have
  been sitting to him for over a year; and he has really done nothing yet。〃
  He has been simply the victim of a state of affairs that neither of them
  were strong enough to break through。 It never entered into Beauty's head
  that   she   could   lead   a   life   different   from   her   friends。   She   was   honestly
  anxious to have a successful portrait of herself; but the sacrifice of any of
  her habits was more than she could make。
  Who among my readers (and I am tempted to believe they are all more
  sensible than the above young woman) has not; during a summer passed
  with agreeable friends; made a thousand pleasant little plans with them for
  the   ensuing   winter;   …   the   books   they   were   to   read   at   the   same   time;   the
  〃exhibitions〃 they were to see; the visits to   our wonderful collections   in
  the   Metropolitan   Museum   or   private   galleries;   cosy   little   dinners;   etc。?
  And     who    has   not   found;    as  the   winter    slips  away;    that  few    of  these
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  charming        plans    have     been    carried     out?    He    and    his   friends     have
  unconsciously fallen back into their ruts of former years; and the pleasant
  things   projected   have   been   brushed   aside   by   that   strongest   of   tyrants;
  habit。
  I   once   asked   a   very   great   lady;   whose   gracious   manner   was   never
  disturbed; who floated through the endless complications of her life with
  smiling   serenity;   how   she   achieved   this   Olympian   calm。   She   was   good
  enough to explain。 〃I make a list of what I want to do each day。 Then; as I
  find   my  day  passing;   or   I   get   behind;   or   tired;   I   throw   over   every  other
  engagement。 I could have done them all with hurry and fatigue。 I prefer to
  do one…half   and   enjoy  what   I  do。  If  I  go   to   a  house; it is to   remain   and
  appreciate whatever entertainment has been prepared for me。 I never offer
  to any hostess the slight of a hurried; DISTRAIT 'call;' with glances at my
  watch; and an 'on…the…wing' manner。 It is much easier not to go; or to send
  a card。〃
  This brings me around to a subject which I believe is one of the causes
  of my correspondent's dilemma。 I fear that she never can refuse anything。
  It is a peculiar trait of people who go about to amuse themselves; that they
  are always sure the particular entertainment they have been asked to last is
  going   to   〃be   amusing。〃   It   rarely   is   different   from   the   others;   but   these
  people   are   convinced;   that   to   stay   away  would   be   to   miss   something。 A
  weary…looking girl about 1 A。M。 (at a house…party) when asked why she
  did   not   go   to   bed if   she  was so   tired;  answered;   〃the nights   I  go   to   bed
  early; they always seem to do something jolly; and then I miss it。〃
  There   is   no   greater   proof   of   how   much   this   weary   round   wears   on
  women than the acts of the few who feel themselves strong enough in their
  position   to   defy   custom。   They   have   thrown   off   the   yoke   (at   least   the
  younger ones   have) doubtless backed   up by  their husbands;  for   men   are
  much quicker to see the aimlessness of this stupid social routine。 First they
  broke   down   the   great   New…Year…call   〃grind。〃   Men   over   forty   doubtless
  recall   with   a   shudder;   that   awful   custom  which   compelled   a   man   to   get
  into   his   dress   clothes   at   ten A。M。;   and   pass   his   day   rushing   about   from
  house to house like a postman。 Out…of…town clubs and sport helped to do
  away  with that   remnant   of   New Amsterdam。  Next   came   the   male   revolt
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  from the afternoon 〃tea〃 or 〃musical。〃 A black coat is rare now at either of
  these functions; or if seen is pretty sure to be on a back over fifty。 Next;
  we lords of   creation   refused to   call   at   all;  or leave our cards。 A  married
  woman now leaves her husband's card with her own; and sisters leave the
  〃pasteboard〃   of   their   brothers   and   often   those   of   their   brothers'   friends。
  Any combination is good enough to 〃shoot a card。〃
  In   London   the  men   have   gone  a  step   further。   It   is   not uncommon   to
  hear   a   young   man   boast   that   he   never   owned   a   visiting   card   or   made   a
  〃duty〃   call   in   his   life。   Neither   there   nor   with   us   does   a   man   count   as   a
  〃call〃 a quiet cup of tea with a woman he likes; and a cigarette and quiet
  talk   until   dressing   time。   Let   the   young   women   have   courage   and   take
  matters into their own hands。 (The older ones are hopeless and will go on
  pushing this Juggernaut car over each other's weary bodies; until the end
  of    the   chapter。)    Let   them    have    the   courage     occasionally      to  〃refuse〃
  something; to keep themselves free from aimless engagements; and bring
  this paste… board war to a close。 If a woman is attractive; she will be asked
  out all the same; never fear! If she is not popular; the few dozen of 〃egg…
  shell    extra〃   that   she   can   manage      to  slip  in  at   the  front   doors   of   her
  acquaintances will not help her much。
  If this matter is; however; so vastly important in women's eyes; why
  not adopt the continental and diplomatic custom and send cards by post or
  otherwise? There; if a new…comer dines out and meets twenty…five people
  for   the   first   time;   cards   must   be   left   the   next   day   at   their   twenty…five
  respective residences。 How the cards get there is of no importance。 It is a
  diplomatic fiction that the new acquaintance has called in person; and the
  call will be returned within twenty…four hours。 Think of the saving of time
  and strength! In Paris; on New Year's Day; people send cards by post to
  everybody   they   wish   to   keep   up。   That   does   for   a   year;   and   no   more   is
  thought   about   it。   All   the   time   thus   gained   can   be   given   to   culture   or
  recreation。
  I have often wondered why one sees so few women one knows at our
  picture exhibitions or flower shows。 It is no longer a mystery to me。 They
  are   all   busy   trotting   up   and   down   our   long   side   streets   leaving   cards。
  Hideous vision! Should Dante by any chance reincarnate; he would find
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  here    the  material   ready   made    to  his  hand   for  an  eighth   circle  in  his
  INFERNO。
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  CHAPTER 21 … 〃Like Master Like
  Man。〃
  A    FREQUENT          and    naive    complaint      one    hears;    is   of   the
  unsatisfactoriness       of   servants     generally;    and    their   ingratitude    and
  astonishing   lack   of   affection   for   their   masters;   in   particular。   〃After   all   I
  have done for them;〃 is pretty sure to sum up the long tale of a housewife's
  griefs。 Of all the delightful inconsistencies that grace the female mind; this
  latter   point   of   view