But where are the elite?
The Schönbergs made Their money honestly enough, in trade, In trolley-cars, in diamonds, bonds, or beer, Banking, or railroads, well-established here By the mid-Eighties, in an atmosphere Of opulence, unquestionably graced With what their times and peers would call good taste, Arbiters of suburban etiquette, Leaders of the town-and-country set. They learned to adapt themselves to wearing spats, Frock-coats, striped morning-trousers, bowler hats, They learned to give high teas, to ride to hounds, To keep within the proper meets and bounds, Were public-spirited, would patronize, Most lavishly, the...
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