The Invitation


Each year the Virginia Colonel's
invitations were highly prized --
above all others - for his parties
offered banquets of delicacies,
wines, liquors, music and dancing,
marvelous conversation for guests
to savor with relish and delight
by everyone who enjoyed in-
dulging in all that is tasteful and
elegant in this beguiling world.
For us there seemed no end to
this brilliant feast that started so
punctually at four until, on the stroke
of seven, suddenly appeared at
the mauve-draped threshold
our smiling host in his pearl grey
waistcoat with the ivory buttons
saying: "Thank you for coming;
that's all I had planned." We have
accepted the coveted invitation
to this rich banquet of life and,
and whether we reckon it or not,
the Colonel is waiting for us at
the door to wish us all "Good Night!"

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