Penelope's Postscripts
Contents:
Penelope in Switzerland
Penelope in Venice
Penelope's Prints of Wales
Penelope in Devon
Penelope at Home
PENELOPE IN SWITZERLAND
A DAY IN PESTALOZZI-TOWN
Salemina and I were in Geneva. If you had ever travelled through
Europe with a charming spinster who never sat down at a Continental
table d'hote without being asked by an American vis-a-vis whether
she were one of the P.'s of Salem, Massachusetts, you would
understand why I call my friend Salemina. She doesn't mind it.
She knows that I am simply jealous because I came from a vulgarly
large tribe that never had any coat-of-arms, and whose ancestors
always sealed their letters with their thumb nails.
Whenever Francesca and I call her "Salemina," she knows, and we
know that she knows, that we are seeing a group of noble ancestors
in a sort of halo over her serene and dignified head, so she
remains unruffled under her petit nom, inasmuch as the casual
public comprehends nothing of its spurious origin and thinks it was
given her by her sponsors in baptism.
Francesca, Salemina, and I have very different backgrounds. The
first-named is an extremely pretty person of large income who is
travelling with us simply because her relatives think that she will
"see Europe" more advantageously under our chaperonage than if she
were accompanied by persons of her own age or "set."
Salemina is a philanthropist and educator of the first rank, and is
collecting all sorts of valuable material to put at the service of
her own country when she returns to it, which will not be a moment
before her letter of credit is exhausted.
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Penelope in Switzerland
Penelope in Venice
Penelope's Prints of Wales
Penelope in Devon
Penelope at Home
PENELOPE IN SWITZERLAND
A DAY IN PESTALOZZI-TOWN
Salemina and I were in Geneva. If you had ever travelled through
Europe with a charming spinster who never sat down at a Continental
table d'hote without being asked by an American vis-a-vis whether
she were one of the P.'s of Salem, Massachusetts, you would
understand why I call my friend Salemina. She doesn't mind it.
She knows that I am simply jealous because I came from a vulgarly
large tribe that never had any coat-of-arms, and whose ancestors
always sealed their letters with their thumb nails.
Whenever Francesca and I call her "Salemina," she knows, and we
know that she knows, that we are seeing a group of noble ancestors
in a sort of halo over her serene and dignified head, so she
remains unruffled under her petit nom, inasmuch as the casual
public comprehends nothing of its spurious origin and thinks it was
given her by her sponsors in baptism.
Francesca, Salemina, and I have very different backgrounds. The
first-named is an extremely pretty person of large income who is
travelling with us simply because her relatives think that she will
"see Europe" more advantageously under our chaperonage than if she
were accompanied by persons of her own age or "set."
Salemina is a philanthropist and educator of the first rank, and is
collecting all sorts of valuable material to put at the service of
her own country when she returns to it, which will not be a moment
before her letter of credit is exhausted.
Penelope's Postscripts
Contents:
Penelope in Switzerland
Penelope in Venice
Penelope's Prints of Wales
Penelope in Devon
Penelope at Home
PENELOPE IN SWITZERLAND
A DAY IN PESTALOZZI-TOWN
Salemina and I were in Geneva. If you had ever travelled through
Europe with a charming spinster who never sat down at a Continental
table d'hote without being asked by an American vis-a-vis whether
she were one of the P.'s of Salem, Massachusetts, you would
understand why I call my friend Salemina. She doesn't mind it.
She knows that I am simply jealous because I came from a vulgarly
large tribe that never had any coat-of-arms, and whose ancestors
always sealed their letters with their thumb nails.
Whenever Francesca and I call her "Salemina," she knows, and we
know that she knows, that we are seeing a group of noble ancestors
in a sort of halo over her serene and dignified head, so she
remains unruffled under her petit nom, inasmuch as the casual
public comprehends nothing of its spurious origin and thinks it was
given her by her sponsors in baptism.
Francesca, Salemina, and I have very different backgrounds. The
first-named is an extremely pretty person of large income who is
travelling with us simply because her relatives think that she will
"see Europe" more advantageously under our chaperonage than if she
were accompanied by persons of her own age or "set."
Salemina is a philanthropist and educator of the first rank, and is
collecting all sorts of valuable material to put at the service of
her own country when she returns to it, which will not be a moment
before her letter of credit is exhausted.
Penelope in Switzerland
Penelope in Venice
Penelope's Prints of Wales
Penelope in Devon
Penelope at Home
PENELOPE IN SWITZERLAND
A DAY IN PESTALOZZI-TOWN
Salemina and I were in Geneva. If you had ever travelled through
Europe with a charming spinster who never sat down at a Continental
table d'hote without being asked by an American vis-a-vis whether
she were one of the P.'s of Salem, Massachusetts, you would
understand why I call my friend Salemina. She doesn't mind it.
She knows that I am simply jealous because I came from a vulgarly
large tribe that never had any coat-of-arms, and whose ancestors
always sealed their letters with their thumb nails.
Whenever Francesca and I call her "Salemina," she knows, and we
know that she knows, that we are seeing a group of noble ancestors
in a sort of halo over her serene and dignified head, so she
remains unruffled under her petit nom, inasmuch as the casual
public comprehends nothing of its spurious origin and thinks it was
given her by her sponsors in baptism.
Francesca, Salemina, and I have very different backgrounds. The
first-named is an extremely pretty person of large income who is
travelling with us simply because her relatives think that she will
"see Europe" more advantageously under our chaperonage than if she
were accompanied by persons of her own age or "set."
Salemina is a philanthropist and educator of the first rank, and is
collecting all sorts of valuable material to put at the service of
her own country when she returns to it, which will not be a moment
before her letter of credit is exhausted.
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| BN ID: | 2940013788121 |
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| Publisher: | SAP |
| Publication date: | 12/06/2011 |
| Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
| Format: | eBook |
| File size: | 90 KB |
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