The Portrait of a Lady by Henry James

Settle back for a visit with Isabel Archer for 623 pages–but then, who’s
counting?

Isabel has been  brought to England from Albany NY (!) by an aunt, Mrs. Touchette, and as the book opens, she has arrived at Gardencourt—a lovely old rosy brick mansion where her uncle and cousin, Ralph, live.  It is teatime and Henry James marvels in the glories of the best of all times in his mind.

A very interesting aside, in my mind, is that Henry James based his building Gardencourt on an actual building —Hard Wick House in Oxfordshire–you can look it up—And, And, And!!  that’s the SAME house that Kenneth Grahame used for Toad Hall in Wind in the Willows!!!  James and Grahame were friends and had visited Hard Wick House often.   I love litle facts like that.

Gardencourt–indeed a lovely old home with nice grounds, sits on a bank of
wide lawn leading down to the Thames.  Her uncle, Mr. Touchette, a wealthy banker,  is enjoying his tea outside and two young men are seen talking nearby.  One is Ralph, the son, and one is a neighbor and friend, Lord Warburton, who I think will soon become a favorite of yours (and mine).

Gardencourt from The Portrait of a Lady by Henry James ©booksandbuttons

Gardencourt from The Portrait of a Lady by Henry James ©booksandbuttons

As you might imagine, Isabel, a young woman from America causes quite a  stir and an interest–although old Mr. Touchette points out that American young women are usually engaged.    As a matter of fact, Isabel *has* received a proposal–from Casper Goodwood in Boston, but she doesn’twant to lose her independence by getting married so she has put her decision off to him by asking him to wait one year until she has visited Europe with her aunt.

But! proposals keep rolling in!  Lord Warburton tells Isabel that once he has
fallen for a girl, it’s for life, for life.  (Wow!)  Now, Lord W is a pretty good catch —attractive, in the House of Commons, owns a beautiful estate next door–
Lockleigh (no photo, blessedly).  And, he’s wealthy.  What’s not to like?  But Isabel, brings out that old keeping- her -independence argument, and she refuses him–much to the consternation and mystification of the reader (ok, it’s me).  Still, we don’t write ’em, we just read ’em.

On we go, page after page, night after night.  And we become more familiar with this Miss Isabel Archer who thinks quite highly of herself—is well read, well educated, and finds herself more worthy than others generally.  And need I say? values her independence.

One member of book club—oh! did I tell you? it’s the February book selection–emailed me that she’s getting mighty tired of Isabel Archer.

But you and I continue on—loving her or hating her and wondering if she’ll ever marry and getting introduced to some other rather interesting characters along the way—Madame Merle–watch out for her! and Henrietta Stackpole–an old crony of Isabel’s who is afraid Isabel will marry an Englishman instead of her favorite—Casper Goodwood, who owns an industrial mill and is madly in love with Isabel.

Will Isabel ever marry?   (yes)  Will things turn out happy ever after?  (not telling).

Yes, it’s long, but there are strains of interest when James goes off on tangents with his comparisons of America and England. and, there often is–yes! humor.  Good story line to follow–I think  you’ll be okay with this old classic for a few nights.

Read it and weep and then check it off on a million Good Reading lists!

Isabel Archer from The Portrait of a Lady by Henry James ©booksandbuttons

Isabel Archer from The Portrait of a Lady by Henry James ©booksandbuttons

 

 

 

 

 

three antique mother-of-pearl buttons with carved decoration ©booksandbuttons

three antique mother-of-pearl buttons with carved decoration ©booksandbuttons

 

 

 

 

 

Three button review.

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Let the Great World Spin by Colum McCann

This book was the National Book Award Winner in 2009.  But, more to the point, it is a book our granddaughter claimed to be the best she ever read.  She  is twenty years old and in college and I decided that for her Christmas present this year, I would read it—as a gift to her!  I mentioned this in book club one evening when we were choosing books to read for the upcoming year, and a member said—‘It would be an even*better* gift if the whole book club read it!”

So we chose it for the January selection . . .

The story opens with two brothers growing up in Dublin—product of a broken marriage–and the younger brother, Corrigan, is well on his way to a life of dereliction.  After saving himself, in a fashion, by joining a group of monks, he moves to New York, and most of the rest of the book is told by the older brother who follows him there to be with him.  Corrigan, by this time, is living in a squalid tenement among prostitutes and dope dealers, but as a true Christian, has befriended all of them.  In fact, I am so glad I read the book if only to have met Corrigan—who despite all odds and environments–has lasting belief in the goodness of the world and of mankind.

Among the prostitutes, I think you’ll favor Tillie—the grandmother of a family all on ‘the stroll’.  Her daughter, Jazzlyn (wow!–the name!!_)has two little daughters and has fallen for Corrigan.

AMONGST or midst this scenario is  group of mothers who meet often to commiserate and mourn for the sons they’ve lost in the Vietnam War.  Of these, Lara wonders what she could have, or should have said before her son, Joshua, left.  “Don’t go” is suggested by the author.  That line tears at the heartstrings.

All this takes place in 1974

Let the GReat World Spin 1974

Let the Great World Spin 1974

1974–the year that  a wondrous act occurs in New York –a man crosses the gap between the budding World Trade Center building on a tightrope.

 

 

 

This really happened in 1974 and Colum McCann has taken us on a wild ride to imagine who in New York might have witnessed such a feat—and where their lives were at the time.

There are several stories interlocked in this book—and each becomes connected bit by bit as we turn the pages.  Could it have happened anywhere? No, not this time, not this book.  This story could only be told, in my opinion, in New York—with its diversity, its smattering of different lives, unlike any other place on earth.

I think the author had a brilliant idea to take the whole World Trade center image and bring it under a new spotlight—and from such varying viewpoints—-each time one of the characters spots the tightrope crosser, we are in a different space, with a different person, yet all the same, really, and making all of us the same as if we ourselves were there on the sidewalk, looking up.

Well worth the read—an astounding book with memorable characters–just what you want.

Four button review

Four button review

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Heaven Sent by Helena Rubenstein

When I was out button shopping last week at my favorite antiques group shop, (The Peoples Store, in Lambertville, New Jersey), I was looking in the glass cases downstairs and spied–really *spied* an old bottle that threw me back to the past. The bottle was an old perfume bottle and I’m *sure* we had it when I was a little girl. The perfume was “Heaven Sent” and when I did a little online research, I discovered it was created by Helena Rubenstein in 1941 as a scent “innocent, fresh and beautiful”. Well, the bottle that I remembered must have belonged to my older sister because I was still in my crib in 1941.

I had a little conversation with the clerk about it–which turned out to be almost as much fun as seeing the old bottle full of memories:

Me: Heaven Sent!! Remember Heaven Sent?
Clerk:  And Jean Naté??? Remember Jean Naté?
Me: Don’t forget Evening in Paris !!  That old cobalt blue bottle–
Clerk:  Yes! Evening in Paris!
Me: And then we graduated to Wind Song . . .
Clerk: Prince Matchabelli–

Yes, yes, yes—she hit it on the nose—omg, Prince Matchabelli–how important that sounded in those old days!  Delightful old memories.  Hope it rings a bell in your past, too–

Can you guess that I went back and bought the bottle the next day? So sweet.

old bottle of Heaven Sent perfume by Helena Rubenstein 1941 ©booksandbuttons

old bottle of Heaven Sent perfume by Helena Rubenstein 1941 ©booksandbuttons

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The Gershwins and Me by Michael Feinstein

When I heard about this book I thought to myself :”Michael Feinstein must have been in his crib when he met the Gershwins!” But, no–he was in his
early twenties when he met Ira Gershwin. The book was written in 2012 and dedicated to Ira.

This book was a birthday gift–and it is perfectly delightful. The byline says that the book is written in “twelve songs” instead of chapters, get it?

The songs are Gershwin standards:
1. Strike Up the Band
2. The Man I Love
3. S’Wonderful
4. I’ve Got a Crush on You (you’re humming already, right?)
5. They All Laughed
6.Someone To Watch Over Me
7. Embraceable You
8. Who Cares?
9.I Got Plenty of Nuttin’
10.They Can’t Take That Away from Me
11.I Got Rhythm
12. Love Is Here to Stay

“Gershwin songs still resonate. They are part of our society. Many years ago the legendary writers Carl Reiner and Mel Brooks were working on a television program together when Carl announced he had to visit a doctor. When Reiner returned, Mel asked about the diagnosis. ‘The doctor sid I’ve got
arrhyythimia, said Carl. ‘Who could ask for anything more?” was Mel’s instant rejoinder.”

Feinstein’s book opens with a short history of the Gershwin family and their
arrival in New York from a Russian ghetto. They changed their name several times to make it sound more American.

“And vy not?” quips Feinstein.

And we’re off! This is the kind of book where you spend most of your time reading aloud to whoever is in the room—-“Listen to this!!” and so forth.

The brothers were a team–George wrote the music, Ira wrote the lyrics. One time George composed a short bit of music–three short notes and then a long one. He asked Ira to make some words to it. Ira suggested he change it to
FIVE short notes and a long one. And, voila!

“The way you wear your ——- hat———
The way you sip your———– tea————
The memory of all that—-
You can’t take that away from me!” was born!!!!

See? you just have to tell someone about it!

The book carries us along from the early shows in the 1920s up through the years and the brothers’ alliance with Fred Astaire—a natural for the songs-
with *tons* of photographs along the way and great shots of early sheet music covers–the graphics are fun.-
and continues on into the 1950s and later with Feinstein’s take on the way the Gershwin songs have been performed by Sinatra, Judy Garland, etc.

I am hoping you can find a copy to while away your winter in the most
delightful way———-Amazon has it, and our library has it–maybe yours does, too. When you buy the book, included is a cd of Feinstein playing the music.

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Five button review!!!

Five button review!!!

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“shank guaranteed” better photo–

thanks to O’Half and his better camera, I think I can show you a better photo
of that “shank guaranteed” backmark on those old buttons from the last post.

"shank guaranteed" on set of old buttons

“shank guaranteed” on set of old buttons

group of buttons from the 20s or 30s.  The larger ones are almost 4 inches long.©booksandbuttons

group of buttons from the 20s or 30s. The larger ones are almost 4 inches long.©booksandbuttons

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January buttons with interesting shanks

Hello–bought some “new” buttons at an antique shop yesterday and noticed that there was writing inscribed on the back around the metal shank. I couldn’t read what it said until I used a magnifying glass at home. Even then, it was tricky but I believe it says “shank guaranteed” on each of the three larger buttons. The five matching smaller buttons have no marking on the back. I read in Sally Luscomb’s book The Collectors Encyclopedia of Buttons that “Several inventions were patented for attaching a loop shank to one-and two-piece buttons of almost every kind of material.” and maybe these buttons fall into that general category of patented shanks.

group of buttons from the 20s or 30s.  The larger ones are almost 4 inches long.©booksandbuttons

group of buttons from the 20s or 30s. The larger ones are almost 4 inches long.©booksandbuttons


blurry closeup of the back mark!

blurry closeup of the back mark!

I think the buttons are celluloid–what do you think? Another guess of mine is that they are bakelite with a lighter colored celluloid as decoration. There is another photo of the group below.

group of buttons from the 20s or 30s--larger ones are almost 4 inches long. ©booksandbuttons

group of buttons from the 20s or 30s–larger ones are almost 4 inches long. ©booksandbuttons

The dealer’s tag on the buttons said “a fabulous set of buttons dating from the 20s or 30s. I’ll go along with the dates, but not sure that I would use the word “fabulous” to describe them.

I’ll be watching my mail to see if my readers have any information for me on these. I am so sorry that I couldn’t get a good photo of that backmark. (On the other hand, you probably don’t really care very much . Oh, well.) Maybe I’ll keep trying for a better shot. So don’t leave your computer untended!

try to read "shank guaranteed" . . .

try to read “shank guaranteed” . . .


try to read "shank guaranteed"

Happy New Year. I look forward to a new year of button collecting and hope you do, too. Who knows what we’ll find?

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Snow flurries in forecast

Oswego blizzard of '58

Oswego blizzard of ’58

Snow flurries are part of this morning’s forecast. Snow flurries! I know about snow flurries! I was part of the famous blizzard of 1958 in Oswego, New York. I was a student at what was then known as Oswego State Teachers’ College with its colors of green and gold. Now it’s part of the SUNY (State of New York) university system. But back then, it was plain old (lovable) Oswego.

I was a freshman in 1958 and the ‘lake effect” snow started piling up on December 7th. It snowed for five days, we received six feet! Or, as the song, written by choirmaster Maurice Boyd wrote:

“Oswego! is noted for its snow (snow, snow, snow, snow, snow, snow, snow.)
You hear it! wherever you go.
On December 7th in ’58 it began to snow at a terrific rate.
It snowed so hard it was hard to appreciate!”

Somehow tall snowbanks were made to allow paths for walking. The next day, December 8th was a holyday for Catholics and I remember a long, long line of students walking into town to church that morning.

Classes were canceled and it was during that week that I learned to play bridge. We played game after game long into the night.

Oswego was (and is) located on the banks of Lake Ontario, one of the Great Lakes. When it snowed there, it always snowed SIDEWAYS. It was a strange site to look out the window with the wintery blasts of air moving everything horizontally instead of vertically.

Snow piled up to second story windows, and was everywhere! I thought it was beautiful. I still think snow is beautiful. I’m ready for those flurries!

Oswego blizzard of '58

Oswego blizzard of ’58

For a taste of your own of that event, go online and google Oswego blizzard etc. In fact, I think you can catch a bit of that song, too! This will keep you busy instead of getting out your calculator to figure out how old I must be, having been a freshman in 1958 . . . bye for now! checking on where last year’s snow shovel might be–!

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Don Quixote by Miguel de Cervantes final review

Ho, ho, ho!  Summer reading project done before Christmas!  Yes, the book is finished.  Did you hear the firecrackers flying in Pennsylvania the other night?  907 pages, but who was counting?  (I was, and I’m afraid you might have been, too.) So we can all breathe a sigh and look back to see what we read and see if we would recommend the book.

Yes! we would!  It’s one heck of a good book and is on MANY good reading lists with good reason (imho. ) Cervantes was a genius–completely off the wall and I think I’ve mentioned that I laughed many times as I read along.

Quixote, born with surname Quesade, was a poor man, a born sinner as we all are, and started to read about knights—knights-errant–or those who feel that their missions in life were to strike out into the great world and DO GOOD deeds.

And, like many of us, who find an interesting subject and then read all we can about it, he continued and continued to read about these mythical knight-errants until it became a fixation in his mind that he must follow their example.  Nothing would sway him otherwise.  His housekeeper and niece who lived with him worried about his foolish intentions, but still he pursued his dreams. The village curate and barber who were his friends couldn’t dissuade him.  Quixote thought about his horse and wondered if it was good enough for a knight-errant and his work.  It wasn’t.  It was an old nag.  STill, DQ gave him a glorious name————Rocinante, and then set out to find himself a helpmate or squire, for in his readings, the knight-errants always had a squire.

He settled on a nearby farmer/neighbor, Sancho Panza, and persuaded him that life would be good, grand, better if he helped DQ accomplish his dreams. He promised Sancho that when he won battles, he’d gain land, and islands and that he would give Sancho an island of his own and that he, Sancho, would become governor of it–a very important person!

By the way, Cervantes style is shown a little here in that the surname of “Panza” in Spanish means “belly”.  See? our little inside joke aleady!

Sancho, being a simple man, was easily talked into being “DQ’s” squire, and he chooses an old burro of his own to accompany him and DQ on their adventures.  He names the burro, Dapple, for his coloring.

Too much information?  Wrong–not nearly enough,  but I can’t outline the
whole 907 pages here, so I’ll choose to give you some quotations from the book that had meaning for me. (in a minute or two, first another comment.)

In an old book Button Classics by  Erwina Crouse and Marguerite Maple copyright 1941–long ago, and early on, I read a very small review of Don Quixote and the author said that ‘only after many ridiculous adventures, Quixote is returned to his village where he recovers his wits.”  So many times did I recall that
wonderful adjective “ridiculous” for that’s a perfect description of the adventures throughout the book–ridiculous!  I don’t know which author wrote that little blurb————– she was giving the reader of the button book a brief review of the gist of the story to go along with the description of the old buttons denoting the classic.  And it was an accurate description!

Later, I found a button of my own and was happy to see that it matched the photo in the old Button Classics book.  Here’s a photo of the button with DQ and Sancho busy fighting windmills–the most famous scene everyone seems to be familiar  with.

Antique Don Quixote button 1 1/2 inches in diameter ©booksandbuttons

Antique Don Quixote button 1 1/2 inches in diameter ©booksandbuttons

One of the very first adventures of the two is when they see in the distance some windmills on the horizon.  Quixote mistakenly believes they are GIANTS
scheming to defeat him.

Quixote and Sancho off on an adventure ©booksandbuttons

Quixote and Sancho off on an adventure ©booksandbuttons

Sancho knows differently, of course, but cannot keep DQ from charging them and slashing at them with his lance.  Unfortunately the windmills are turning and Quixote and Rocinante  suffer serious wounds.  Sancho and the reader begin to see the way things will go from hereon –and it is disturbing reading about it.

There are many schemes and adventures in the 907 pages and many of them involve a “curate” and a “barber” trying to trick  DQ into giving up his knight-
errant dreams and return home.  After awhile, the reader (or I at least) am happy to have some level headed adults in the book and it is comforting to know that someone is looking out for Quixote from his old village.

Cervantes was a writer and also a poet.  He has cleverly included some of this
poetry, attributing it to a character–this time Don Lorenzo.  The lovely poem that Lorenzo orates and is copied within the text is:

“Could ‘was’ become an ‘is’ for me
Then would I ask no more than this
Or could, the time that is for me
Become the time that is to be!”

The time- old theme of wishing for the past spans the centuries between the time of the writing (1605) and is as fresh today as when it was written.

Lorenzo  calls Quixote a madman, but a “glorious madman”.

Go ahead, read the book, bring along a pencil and mark every passage that
strikes your fancy throughout.   I think I’ll remember both Quixote and his pal Sancho for a long while and I’ll especially remember the bond of friendship they carried through thick and thin.

In the final chapters, the two do return to their own village and are welcomed by the niece and housekeeper, the curate and the barber.  Quixote is sad and melancholy having lost his final duel, but stays fast to his promise of returning home for a year before ever setting out again on new adventures.   The photo below shows the deathbed scene with Quixote writing out his will and his friends around him. He dies a sane man and content that at least he followed his dream.

Deathbed of Don Quixote with curate, barber, niece, housekeeper and Sancho©booksandbuttons

Deathbed of Don Quixote with curate, barber, niece, housekeeper and Sancho©booksandbuttons

I do recommend this book to anyone who has a chunk of time to devote to it and who wants some worthwhile reading. (To review other parts of Don Quixote, select recent posts listed at upper right.) Oh, well, I don’t see any posts listed up there.  If you ever come across the “search box” when you open up my blog, type Quizote in there and you’ll see old posts.  thank you!

Comments welcome!
Think you’ll read it?  Think you won’t?!

 

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Sancho goes home to talk with Teresa

Sancho goes home to talk to Teresa:

After Sancho had fulfilled his duties as  squire to Don Quixote for a few weeks, he decided to return home and tell Teresa all of the good things that would be happening to him soon when Quixote wins a battle and wins an island and GIVES IT TO SANCHO SO HE CAN BE GOVERNOR!

Sancho wants to be sure that Teresa will play the correct part as a governor’s wife and thinks he should help her be aware of the importance of the position she will have.

But when he returns and explains it all to her, Teresa is not impressed and in fact, scolds him for believing such claptrap—tells him that Don Quixote is a madman and full of impossible dreams, that he will never be giving Sancho an island to govern.

Still, he pleads for her to act and dress befittingly to be a governor’s wife.  Does he suggest that she remove the blue peasant shawl headdress? and the long apron?  Maybe.

“I can tell you, wife,: said Sancho,:if I did not expect to see myself governor of an island before long I would drop down dead on the spot.”

“Nay, then, husband,”said Teresa; “let the hen live, though it be with her pip, live, and let the devil take all the governments in the world; you came out of your mother’s womb without a government, you have lived until now without a government, and when it is God’s will you will go, or be carried, to your grave without a government.  . . . But mind, Sancho, if by good luck you should find yourself with some government, don’t forget me and your children.  Remember that Sanchico is now full fifteen, znd It is
right he should go to school, if his uncle the abbot has a mind to have him trained for the Church. 


Consider, too, that your daughter Mari-Sancha will not die of grief if we marry her; for I have my suspicions that she is as eager to get a husband as you to get a government; and, after all, a daughter looks better ill married than well whored.”

Sancho listens but he has grand plans for the marriage of his daughter once she steps out of her wooden clogs and changes to dresses in hoops and silk gowns.

Don’t you see, you animal” continued Sancho, “that it will be well for me to drop into some profitable government that will lift us out of the mire, and marry Mari-Sancha to whom I like; and you yourself will find yourself called ‘Dona Teresa Panza’ and sitting in church on a fine carpet and cushions and draperies, in spite and in defiance of all the born ladies of the town!

Teresa continues to scorn the idea and says she is not cut out for such tomfoolery –that she is quite content as she is.  That she doesn’t intend to go sashaying around—–AND————and here’s the quote I love so much from her: (page 478)

Neither my daughter nor I are going to stir a step from our village ;a respectable woman should have a broken leg and keep at home. . . .be off to your adventures along with your Don Quixote, and leave us to our misadventures, for God will mend them for us according as we deserve it.  I don’t know, I’m sure,  who fixed the ‘Don’ to him, what neither his father nor grandfather ever had.”

(Honk, if you love Teresa!)

Sancho talks with Teresa about his prospects of governing an island

Sancho talks with Teresa about his prospects for governing an island. (copyright booksandbuttons)

 

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Don Quixote and Master Pedro by Miguel de Cervantes

Still reading it—about 200 pages to go!  DQ and Sancho and I met an
interesting character recently and I want to share him with you.  Maybe if
you have read the book, you remember him.  It’s Master Pedro and he has a
magical monkey that can relate past and present events (not the future, though–heh-heh.)

Master Pedro goes around performing at inns and public places and finds
big audiences who are amazed at the way the little monkey can relate all
this information!  In the book he is called an “ape” but since part of the performing act involves him jumping up on the shoulder of Master Pedro I picture him more as a small monkey and so that’s  what I call him.

Don Quixote and Sancho meet him on the “trail” and ask if there will be any
“novel” events in the performance as they have heard great praise for him.

Oh, indeed, Pedro reassures them—much novel to see and hear,–and so
DQ and Sancho attend a show at the inn where they are staying and we go along with them–

Master Pedro and hhis amazing monkey at a performance ©booksandbuttons

Master Pedro and his amazing monkey at a performance ©booksandbuttons

In the performances, Master Pedro gives out a question and asks it aloud to
the audience–for instance, it might be, “what person recently had a fire at their property?”  (he gets away with that poor grammar  . . .)  And! Lo! and behold! the monkey jumps up on his shoulder and whispers the answer in his ear.  Then, Pedro (that’s Master Pedro to you)
announces the answer the monkey has just given him: Farmer Brown.  And,

YES! it’s true!! Farmer Brown recently had a fire in his barn!  How did that
monkey know that?????  Well, you and I and the other readers know, because Cervantes tells us so, that before giving a performance in an area or village or town, Master Pedro idly walks around the area or village and talks with people ABOUT RECENT EVENTS!  And so, of course he knows the answer to any
question he might ask (!) so that “the monkey” knows every answer.  The people in the audience pay up in “reals’ (that’s their money back then)to find out even more about events.  Trouble is, the monkey can’t tell the future(and neither can Master Pedro. . .)and sometimes some people in the audience “don’t care” to spend money to find out things they already know!

STill, Master Pedro makes a good living at this sleight of hand business and is popular at the inns for nightly entertainment.

Kind of fun to read about– and reminds me of fortune tellers and how they
might be able to guess and predict . . .

Two other people we met recently are the “duke ” and “duchess” and that business carried on for chapter after chapter.  The duchess became quite fond of Sancho and his silly ways and thought he was shrewd.  The duke asked how his plan for governing an island was coming along, and Sancho admitted that Quixote still had not given him one————-and the duke, who said that he had some islands in his possession, gave one to Sancho and so now he has finally become a governor!  And he is quite wise and acts liked Solomon and
gives sensible answers to the island people when they come to him with problems and questions.  Currently he’s having trouble with some of his attendants who are guarding his food carefully, not wanting him to eat anything not good for him.  Might as well have the vegan police in this book! Sancho is hungry and looking at veal and mutton on his plate and then WHISH! the attendant whirls it into nothing with his magic wand.

So, I’m on page 752, but who’s counting?  (I am)  and although I can’t say the
end is near, at least I have a little chart in the back of the book now to edge my way all the way to page 923 . . .

still a few to go!

still a few to go!

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