Category: Biographies

Our Philadelphia

I think I have a right to call myself a Philadelphian, though I am not sure if Philadelphia is of the same opinion. I was born in Philadelphia, as my Father was before me, but my ancestors, having had the sense to emigrate to America in time to make me as American as an Americ...

Chapters

1. CHAPTER I: AN EXPLANATION

I think I have a right to call myself a Philadelphian, though I am not sure if Philadelphia is of the same opinion. I was born in Philadelphia, as my Father was before me, but m...

2. CHAPTER II: A CHILD IN PHILADELPHIA

If I made my first friendships from my perambulator, or trundling my hoop and skipping my rope, in Rittenhouse Square, as every Philadelphian should, they were interrupted and b...

3. CHAPTER III: A CHILD IN PHILADELPHIA--CONTINUED

Naturally, I could not live in Spruce Street and not believe, as every Philadelphian should and once did, that no other kind of a house except the Spruce Street house was fit fo...

4. CHAPTER IV: AT THE CONVENT

As the theatre, in my memory, still gives the crowning glory to my holiday in Philadelphia, so, in looking back, the brief holiday seems the spectacle, the romance, the supreme...

5. CHAPTER V: TRANSITIONAL

And so it was with a great fear in my heart that, in the course of time and after I had learned as little as it was decent for Philadelphia girls to learn in the days before Bry...

6. CHAPTER VI: THE SOCIAL ADVENTURE

Let me say at once that I know no adventure is more important for the Philadelphian, and that mine was scarcely worth the name as these things go in Philadelphia.

7. CHAPTER VII: THE SOCIAL ADVENTURE: THE ASSEMBLY

I am too good a Philadelphian to begin to talk about the Assembly in the middle of a chapter. It holds a place apart in the social life of Philadelphia of which annually it is t...

8. CHAPTER VIII: A QUESTION OF CREED

I may not have understood at the time, but I must have been vaguely conscious that if so often I felt myself a stranger in my native town, it was not only because of the long ye...

9. CHAPTER IX: THE FIRST AWAKENING

I had been out, I do not remember how long, but long enough to confirm my belief in the Philadelphia way of doing things as the only way, when I found that Philadelphia was invo...

10. CHAPTER X: THE MIRACLE OF WORK

In the story of my life in Philadelphia, and my love for the town which grew with my knowledge of it, my beginning to work was more than an awakening: it was an important crisis...

11. CHAPTER XI: THE ROMANCE OF WORK

I was still in the stage of wonder and joy at seeing myself in print, when work and Philadelphia joined in the most unlooked for manner to help me tell my Grandmother that "some...

12. CHAPTER XII: PHILADELPHIA AND LITERATURE

On the principle that nothing interests a man--or a woman--so much as shop, I had no sooner begun to write than I saw Philadelphia divided not between the people who could and c...

13. CHAPTER XIII: PHILADELPHIA AND LITERATURE--CONTINUED

I had glimpses into other literary vistas, but mostly from a respectful and highly appreciative distance. How I wish I could recapture even as much as the shadow of the old rapt...

14. CHAPTER XIV: PHILADELPHIA AND ART

I lay the blame only partly on my natural capacity for ignorance. It was a good deal the fault of the sort of education I received and the influences among which I lived--the fa...

15. CHAPTER XV: PHILADELPHIA AND ART--CONTINUED

By the time I grew up years had passed since Philadelphia had ceased to be the Capital, and during these years its atmosphere had not been especially congenial to art. But the g...

16. CHAPTER XVI: PHILADELPHIA AT TABLE

If interest in the art of eating called for justification, I could show that I come by mine legitimately. My family took care of that when the sensible ancestor who made me an A...

17. CHAPTER XVII: PHILADELPHIA AT TABLE--CONTINUED

I have said that when I was young it was the business of the man of the house to market and to make the Mayonnaise for the dinner's salad, and I have searched for the reason in...

18. CHAPTER XVIII: PHILADELPHIA AFTER A QUARTER OF A CENTURY

I confess to a good deal of emotion as the train slowed up in the Pennsylvania Station, and I think I had a right to it. It is not every day one comes home after a quarter of a...

19. CHAPTER XIX: PHILADELPHIA AFTER A QUARTER OF A CENTURY--CONTINUED

It was not only the change that oppressed me those first days of my return. As bewildering, as discouraging, were the signs everywhere of the horrible haste with which it has be...

20. CHAPTER XX: PHILADELPHIA AFTER A QUARTER OF A CENTURY--CONTINUED

Of course I resented all the changes and, equally of course, it was unreasonable that I should. I had not stood stock still for a quarter of a century, why should I expect Phila...