A Lady in Boomtown: Miners and Manners on the Nevada Frontier - Page 46
contrast so constantly present in our lives, for I was all decked out in fluffy white organdy, with my hair parted in the middle and coiled softly at the back of my head, and a deep red silk rose tucked behind my ear. Will Towne was handsome in brown khaki and wool shirt, with one high- shod leg resting on a chair, guitar on his knee his fingers skimming the strings as he followed my thin young voice with his improvised accompaniment. We sang “ Mandalay,” but not to the familiar brisk marching tune. In the early nineteen-hundreds there was an original melody, plaintive and nostalgic, and I sang verses that are forgotten now. It was a successful occasion for both of us and led to many repetitions in the years to come.
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