Gramercy Park; A Story of New York (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1892 edition. Excerpt: ...will be warm and moist, and if they get rid of the grip they'll catch malaria in place of it." Women, in questions decided for them by their doctor, have a way of ignoring opposition. They talked in low voices now, mother and daughter, of their necessary preparations and of the day they should start, while the old gentleman went on: " What are Jack and I to do? Don't you owe us any allegiance?" It's lonely living in this great house without you. We'll have to take to drink." Even this threat was unheeded. Jack, in evening-dress, was reading the Post, preparatory to going over to his club. It was his whist-night. He had already many times cheerfully advised going to Florida, " if it was best." Florence only thought of Dorothy. At the moment in his dress-coat pocket was a letter, the writing of which was in the fashionable " long" style. The address nearly covered the entire envelope. Miss Frauscioli had written him a business letter from New Orleans. She informed him that she was to be in New York permanently after the following week. She intended buying a " nice little house," and setting up an establishment somewhere. She also planned a small investment in stocks. It was not worth while to show Florence a business letter. It was not worth while to speak of Miss Franscioli. He had reason to believe his wife disliked her. Why, he couldn't imagine, XVII.;URING the days of Florence's absence in the South, Jack saw very little of his father-in-law. The old gentleman did not care very much for his club--had not been brought up to regard it as a necessity. Clubs came into prominence in New York after the war, and his young manhood was passed in antebellum days. Down town he lunched at Parrish'son John Street, and met there most of his old business...