This went on for a week or so; then the time came on that her husband was to come, when the young gallant took his departure. He could not stay and see one he had loved so fondly, and felt as though she ought to have been his, loved by another.
All this gave room for a good deal of talk. Many slandered her behind her back, while to her face they were all kindness and love. I once asked a lady why she did so? Her reply was, "She is so beautiful and gentle I love to talk to her." I said, "Excuse me, but I think it is her carriage and horses you admire, as well as herself." This lady was often out riding with her, though she slandered her.
That season Saratoga was blessed with musicians. There was a young gentleman from New Orleans there who was famous for fascinating all the ladies, both married and single, in New Orleans. He then went to New York, and was a teacher there. He gave lessons in some of the higher schools. He then came to Saratoga. While there the ladies kept him playing so much that he ruined all the pianos. At length the proprietor ordered him to leave, and I assure you it was amusing to see them go after him to the other hotel, while the ladies there were quite indignant that the ladies from the United States should come there and monopolize their favorite musician.
There are hundreds of people go to watering-places from their own birth-place to meet with those that, had they stayed at home, they never would have known. I know some in New York and Philadelphia who have spent hundreds and thousands of dollars going to watering-places to make the acquaintance
