Johns Hopkins University Press, 595 pp., $27.50
I remember a daughter of Winthrop Chanler, prominent sportsman and socialite of the early years of this century, telling me of a family breakfast in New York in 1910 when she was describing to her father a debutante dinner she had attended the night before. 'Who'd you sit next to?' he growled from behind his newspaper. 'Young Jay Gould.' The paper fell. 'You didn't speak to him, I hope?'
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