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over the past days, a pestilence descended upon Lake Park; never before have I been so afflicted. Dr. Moreau stated that he had not ever seen the excess of yellow bile as he witnessed in me.
most confounding is that I have not encountered a Poor, the most likely source of infection, in weeks.
The dawn is smiling on the dew that covers
The tearful roses; lo, the little lovers
That kiss the buds, and all the flutterings
In jasmine bloom, and privet, of white wings,
That go and come, and fly, and peep and hide,
With muffled music, murmured far and wide.
Ah, the Spring time, when we think of all the lays
That dreamy lovers send to dreamy mays,
Of the fond hearts within a billet bound,
Of all the soft silk paper that pens wound,
The messages of love that mortals write
Filled with intoxication of delight,
Written in April and before the May time
Shredded and flown, playthings for the wind's playtime,
We dream that all white butterflies above,
Who seek through clouds or waters souls to love,
And leave their lady mistress in despair,
To flit to flowers, as kinder and more fair,
Are but torn love-letters, that through the skies
Flutter, and float, and change to butterflies.
this poppy brings to mind Flanders Field and, though significantly hazier, presumed days slept away in an opium den of ill repute in London's East End.
the summer season of society weddings begins this afternoon with the marriage of Mister Basil E. F. Ludlow to Miss Marianne Hester Kilpatrick Lynnwood--he the most eligible bachelor in the county, she a maiden with a dowry that more than adequately ameliorates her physical deficiencies and a rare practicing Catholic of marriageable age.despite the mysterious rituals which nightly occur there, quite lovely is the chapel in daylight.
rarely do I revel such things but in this case I must gloat that my father procured tickets to the premier contest of the summer (as our municipality shall host an event of international consequence this year, aquatic sport as the summertime diversion of the upper class supersedes polo matches and archery competitions).
and while I anticipate an exciting outcome to the 400 Individual Medley, at present I find myself most delighted that our seats are a full seven rows ahead of those granted the Caddinghams.
I admit that I occasionally exhibit an inability to see the trees for the forest.today I shall inundate myself with details.
undoubtedly Omaha's best place for brunch.
for some time, I have felt certain that here rest the Entwives.
some nefarious creature has stolen yellow.
I attended a charity benefit this past weekend. generally, I avoid such events but my donation promised a special dispensation and an entertainment. I was intrigued.
special guest Martin Short provided a marked departure from good taste. I was aghast.
if those imbeciles at BBC can develop a most bewitching series, I feel certain that the tales of my life with Cecil Augustus Downing found so engrossing at parties will appeal to an even wider audience.
I reserved judgment on Cecil Augustus Downing's posts until I had anatomized his work.
although I take issue with his vegetarianism, opinion of my father and statements regarding the above image (assuredly, this is a most unfortunate coincidence), he ably discharged his task. Mr. Downing exhibits a sentimentality which tempers the tone of my posts, softening the haughty impression most have of Nebraskashire Gentry.
more from my dear cousin can be expected.
the particulars of this deal confound me less than the concept of a "sale"; to think, some people actually become more prone to purchase an item as it decreases in price!
the thought of a man donning anything more revealing than a bathing suit is equally beyond comprehension.
rarely do I concern myself with culture exhibiting any approximation of widespread appeal. however, in the rare case when art (even in the form of a remarkably vulgar media) imitates life with such fidelity, I must acknowledge the achievement.
"Cranford" is, in a word, resplendent.
in homage to the mystics and snake charmers of the Near East I so admire, I have all but eliminated meat from my diet; allowances must be made for the occasional, fresh-caught fish.ungulates and fowl need no longer fear the swift action of my cook's butchering knife.
today, my dear uncle Greggory DeForrest Caddingham celebrates the day of his birth.
his son, my cousin, Nichol Caddingham anxiously awaits the day when he is the preeminent Mr. Caddingham; he shall own Lake Park.
then, like his father, Nichol Caddingham's duties will primarily involve the maintenance of the estate's many fountains and the arrangement of his daughter's marriage to a man deeply "engaged in his employment" who plays billiards decently and knows the value of a cigar.
over the past days, a pestilence descended upon Lake Park; never before have I been so afflicted. Dr. Moreau stated that he had not ever seen the excess of yellow bile as he witnessed in me.
this poppy brings to mind Flanders Field and, though significantly hazier, presumed days slept away in an opium den of ill repute in London's East End.
the summer season of society weddings begins this afternoon with the marriage of Mister Basil E. F. Ludlow to Miss Marianne Hester Kilpatrick Lynnwood--he the most eligible bachelor in the county, she a maiden with a dowry that more than adequately ameliorates her physical deficiencies and a rare practicing Catholic of marriageable age.
rarely do I revel such things but in this case I must gloat that my father procured tickets to the premier contest of the summer (as our municipality shall host an event of international consequence this year, aquatic sport as the summertime diversion of the upper class supersedes polo matches and archery competitions).
I admit that I occasionally exhibit an inability to see the trees for the forest.
special guest Martin Short provided a marked departure from good taste. I was aghast.
if those imbeciles at BBC can develop a most bewitching series, I feel certain that the tales of my life with Cecil Augustus Downing found so engrossing at parties will appeal to an even wider audience.
I reserved judgment on Cecil Augustus Downing's posts until I had anatomized his work.
the particulars of this deal confound me less than the concept of a "sale"; to think, some people actually become more prone to purchase an item as it decreases in price!
rarely do I concern myself with culture exhibiting any approximation of widespread appeal. however, in the rare case when art (even in the form of a remarkably vulgar media) imitates life with such fidelity, I must acknowledge the achievement.
in homage to the mystics and snake charmers of the Near East I so admire, I have all but eliminated meat from my diet; allowances must be made for the occasional, fresh-caught fish.
today, my dear uncle Greggory DeForrest Caddingham celebrates the day of his birth.
his son, my cousin, Nichol Caddingham anxiously awaits the day when he is the preeminent Mr. Caddingham; he shall own Lake Park.
