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Show Vain Pomp. Neilson Winthrop, at a dinner at his Riviera villa in Nice, said of New York's new rich: "It is incredible how many servants these people have tumbling over one another. Pass their palaces of pale limestone fronting the park, and you'll see a lackey at every window and two at every door. "They tell a story about a Fifth avenue ave-nue food king who, blustering into the house at four o'clock in the mornlag growled : "'Hello, where's all the servatits?' "'If you please, sir,' the butler answered an-swered respectfully, 'when It came three o'clock I thought you was spend in' the night out, and ventured to send most of the footmen off to bed, sir.' " 'Humph,' growled the food king. 'Ventured to send 'em off to bed, eh?' Fine piece of impudence! Suppose I'd happened to bring a friend home then there'd only have been you seven to let us In.' " |