1905. The Yankee Circus on Mars was in town. Cobs in endless procession clopped up Sixth Avenue. Black coachmen and white, in cockaded silk hats, with thorny whips at jaunty angles, fluttered the leathern ribbons that guided the cobs that drew glistening Brewster cut-unders to the theatre. Out stepped gay New York blades, boxed in smart, heavy tailcoats.
1914. Children with braces on their teeth; children with governesses on their arms, children with adenoids, children with doting aunts, harassed mothers, hearty uncles, self-conscious fathers. Children with questions...
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