I First Marry in Central Park-- Lapland Lady for Bride
WE now come to my first marriage. The girl was a born Laplander and landed in my lap during the course of a quiet weekend party at the Curley estate on Long Island. I suppose I was fascinated by the music of her broken English as much as by the blonde perfection of her 212 pounds of bubbling youth.
"Listen, hon'," were her first words: "Ise mahty thusty. Is you-all goin' to fetch me some too' dat dere gin?"
As she Lapped the fresh made spirits, I made her tell me of herself. Her name was Hugga -- Hugga Much -- and she was the daughter of an Eskimo society woman who had fallen in love with her family's Lap dog trainer.
"Mah mammy was sho 'nough 'folks' " she said proudly.