I roundfed the corner carrying a basket of fleshly cut flowers and newly laid eggs and run into this. A song flashes in my mind: Should I Run Or Should I Go.

Labor Day Weekend has gotten off to a good, fun start. Many locals have left for New Orleans, but the tourists are even easier to please. There are no great cookouts planned here; the heat is too intense. After maintaining a low profile all day, I will now be stepping out with Mr. Astor, who bestowed an astounding array of gifts upon me last night; they were truly extravagant. It is so very, very nice( and unusual)l for me to be on the receiving end of largesse.

I really do feel like Mrs. Astor, now.