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who went into a restaurant & ordered one dish, of which they ate a part sur le champ and took the rest out in a paper sack, were not at all uncommon. Neither were chilling stories about baronesses who spent their last few marks or schillings at the hair dresser's and then blew their brains out or jumped off a mountain ^some suitable eminence if even ammunition was lacking. "You come from a happier hemisphere."

  But the people to be seen dining in first-class

hotels were of a new race, often indescribably crossed out: insolent coarse ^boorish. A group of three streamed into the ^dining room of the Hotel Continental in Munich one evening and were deferentially shown to a large round table which had evidently been reserved. The men were silent and heavy, with cropped hair and deep creases in the backs of their necks, and the women were voluptuous merry and coy. Soon a procession of waiters appeared, carrying immense covered platters. Uncovering his platter, revealing a formidable pile of what might have been fried chicken, the leader bent with unction to serve the first of the Rhine Maidens. A playful scream of protest resounded through