rse of training before she left Boston. From the
moment she landed you could see that her foot was on her native heath.
She inhaled the fog with a sense of intoxication that the east winds of
New England had never given her, and a great throb of patriotism swelled
in her breast when she first met the Princess of Wales in Hyde Park.

As for me, I get on charmingly with the English nobility and
sufficiently well with the gentry, but the upper servants strike terror
to my soul. There is something awe-inspiring to me about an English
butler. If they would only put him in livery, or make him wear a silver
badge; anything, in short, to temper his pride and prevent one from
mistaking him for the master of the house or the bishop within his
gates. When I call upon Lady DeWolfe, I say to myself impressively, as
I go up the steps: 'You are as good as a butler, as well born and well
bred as a butler, even more intelligent than a butler. Now, simply
because he has an unapproachable haughtiness of demeanour, which you can
respectfully admire, but can never hope to imitate, do not cower beneath
the polar light of his eye; assert yourself; be a woman; be an American
citizen!' All in vain. The moment the door opens I ask for Lady DeWolfe
in so timid a tone that I know Parker thinks me the parlour-maid's
sister who has rung the visitors' bell by mistake. If my lady is within,
I follow Parker to the drawing-room, my knees shaking under me at
the prospect of committing some solecism in his sight. Lady DeWolfe's
husband has been noble only four months, and Parker of course knows it,
and perhaps affects even greater hauteur to divert the attention of the
vulgar commoner from the newness of the title.

Dawson, our butler at Smith's private hotel, wields the same blighting
influence on our spirits, accustomed to the soft solicitations of the
negro waiter or the comfortable indifference of the free-born American.
We never indulge in ordinary democratic or frivolous conversation when
Dawson is serving us at dinner. We 'talk up' to him so far as we are
able, and before we utter any remark we inquire mentally whether he is
likely to think it good form. Accordingly, I maintain throughout
dinner a lofty height of aristocratic elegance that impresses even the
impassive Dawson, towards whom it is solely directed. To the amazement
and amusement of Salemina (who always takes my cheerful inanities
at their face value), I give an hypothetical account of