The Gilded Age


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married and not at home, a son in college at Cambridge, another son at  
the Seminary, and a daughter Alice, who was a year or more older than  
Ruth. Having only riches enough to be able to gratify reasonable  
desires, and yet make their gratifications always a novelty and a  
pleasure, the family occupied that just mean in life which is so rarely  
attained, and still more rarely enjoyed without discontent.  
If Ruth did not find so much luxury in the house as in her own home,  
there were evidences of culture, of intellectual activity and of a zest  
in the affairs of all the world, which greatly impressed her. Every room  
had its book-cases or book-shelves, and was more or less a library; upon  
every table was liable to be a litter of new books, fresh periodicals and  
daily newspapers. There were plants in the sunny windows and some  
choice  
engravings on the walls, with bits of color in oil or water-colors;  
the piano was sure to be open and strewn with music; and there were  
photographs and little souvenirs here and there of foreign travel.  
An absence of any "what-pots" in the corners with rows of cheerful  
shells, and Hindoo gods, and Chinese idols, and nests of use less boxes  
of lacquered wood, might be taken as denoting a languidness in the family  
concerning foreign missions, but perhaps unjustly.  
At any rate the life of the world flowed freely into this hospitable  
house, and there was always so much talk there of the news of the day,  
of the new books and of authors, of Boston radicalism and New York  
civilization, and the virtue of Congress, that small gossip stood a very  
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