THOUGHTS ON…
Diane Lindsay
At first sight my eyes slid scornfully past Reminiscences of a Gentlewoman of the Last Century, in the secondhand bookshop, as the ghosts of several generations of Lower Order ancestors insincerely doffed caps and tugged forelocks in sarcastic disrespect. However, I’m a sucker for a gilded spine and noticing a date of 1891, I tugged out a book whose glory had clearly faded a bit since the gentlewoman first reminisced. And I can’t tell you how glad I am I did.