PICCADILLY
| CHAPTER | PAGE | ||
| I. | A Ticket to Europe | [1] | |
| II. | Crossing the Atlantic | [23] | |
| III. | “In England—Now!” | [45] | |
| IV. | Mayfair in the Fair Month of May | [67] | |
| V. | A Hostess at Home | [86] | |
| VI. | The Light on Burns’s Brow | [106] | |
| VII. | Certain Social Uncertainties | [126] | |
| VIII. | A Sentimental Journey | [146] | |
| IX. | All in a Garden Fair | [167] | |
| X. | “I Went and Ranged about to Many Churches” | [186] | |
| XI. | Piccadilly Circus and its Environs | [208] | |
| XII. | The Game of Going On | [230] | |
| XIII. | A French Week-End | [252] | |
[Transcriber's Notes] can be found at the end of this eBook.
The Emily Emmins Papers
It has always seemed to me a pity that nearly all of the people one meets walking in New York are going somewhere. I mean they have some definite destination. Thus they lose the rare delight, that all too little known pleasure, of a desultory stroll through the city streets. For myself, I know of no greater joy than an aimless ramble along the crowded metropolitan thoroughfares. Nor does ramble imply, as some might mistakenly suppose, a slow, dawdling gait. Not at all; the atmosphere of the city itself inspires a brisk, steady jog-trot; but the impression of a ramble is inevitable if the jog-trot have no intended goal.
I am a country woman,—that is, I live in a suburban town; but it is quite near enough to the metropolis for us to consider ourselves near-New Yorkers. And Myrtlemead is a dear little worth-while place in its own way. We have a Current Culture Club and a Carnegie library and several of us have telephones. I am not a member of the Club, but that must not be considered as any disparagement of my culture—or, rather, of my capacity for assimilating culture (for the Club’s aim is the disbursement of that desirable commodity). On the contrary, I was among the first invited to belong to it.