Excerpt from Mrs. Featherweight's Musical Moments<br><br>You know I abhor being conspicuous and al ways make a point of dressing simply. Just be cause I wore some few pieces of jewelry to the opera the other night, George said I looked like a jeweler's show-case with all that junk on. Yes, he called it junk. I tried to explain that I consider it a duty one does the artists to look a little bit festive, but you might as well save your breath. Men have no conception of the proprieties as we understand them. I just told him then and there, that if I waited until he asked me to go anywhere, but to one of his old vaudeville shows, I would be dead and in my grave. He hasn't a spark of sympathy, and laughed in the most hateful way. You can't drag him to the opera and he always sleeps through a concert.<br><br>About the Publisher<br><br>Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com<br><br>This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.