“Oh, how lovely!” we all exclaimed.
“Mr. Tarkington,” added Miss Ellenborough, “is well known as the author of the Beaucaire doughnut, the pride of Indiana doughnutdom.”
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]Saying which Miss Ellenborough removed the screen that conceals her work table and Mr. Tarkington, in an incredibly short time, produced a batch of Beaucaires. They were really excellent, and we didn’t leave a single one. Mr. Everham Chumpleigh Keats poured.
After tea we all adjourned to the concert, which we enjoyed immensely, in spite of the absence of Bach and Brahms. Not knocking Dr. Dubbe.
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]A LINE-O’-TYPE OR TWO
Inveniat, quod quisque velit; non omnibus unum est, Quod placet; hic spinas colligit, ille rosas.
—Petronius.
THE PASSING OF SUMMER.
Summer is gone with its roses,
Summer is gone with its wine;