hanging from Jumpers to Tuxedos, the Sisters had
not remained stationary.

The Lap Supper was formally abolished soon after Puff Sleeves went
out.

Girls who had been brought up on Parchesi and Muggins would sit around
the Bridge Table all afternoon, trying to cop out some Lace for the
new Party Dress.

An imported Professor taught the Buds how to Tango and Trot.

Within a week after a new one had horrified Newport, the Younger Set
would have it down pat and be mopping up the floor with one another.

Of course they were denounced by the local Ministers, but the Guilty
Parties never heard the Denunciations, as they were out Motoring at
the time.

Whenever there was a Big Session, all Bridles were removed and the
Speed Limit abolished.

Riding home in the Livery Hacks about 4 A.M., the Merry-Makers would
be all in, but much gratified to know that Vienna and Paree had
nothing on them as regards Rough House.

All the Elite would get together and open a Keg of Spikes at the
slightest Provocation.

It was remarkable how much Dull Care they could banish in one Evening,
especially if they got an Early Start.

The Town Pump did a punk Business, but the Side-Boards blossomed with
Fusel Oil and Fizzerine.

Intense Excitement prevailed when word came that Elmer was En Route.
Little Knots of People could be seen standing on the Corners, framing
a Schedule of Entertainment which involved nearly everything except
Sleep.

They said to themselves: "It is up to us to show this proud Pill from
the City that we can be a bit Goey when the Going is right. If he
thinks he can pull any new Wrinkles on the Provincials, he is entitled
to another Think. We must get into our Evening Glads early this
Afternoon and clear the Decks for a Hard Night."

While they were making these grim Preparations, Elmer was doubled up
in Section 8, reading a sterilized Magazine from Boston. Subconsciously
he counted the peaceful Days that would ensue.

He figured on going back to the dear old Room under the Eaves, with a
patch-work Quilt on the Four-Poster and a Steel Engraving of U. S.
Grant on the Wall.

Having devoted many Days to the Annual Report of the Purity Brigade,
he was due to turn in at 9 o'clock each evening, while recuperating in
the Country.

The sanctified Product of the new and regenerative Influences at work
in every City was plunked down in the Hot-bed of Gaiety at about 4 P.M.

The Comrades of his Boyhood were massed on th