A woman not far short of her hundredth birthday is an active volunteer at the Montreal General, in a testimony either to the value of keeping active, or the luck of inheriting the right genes. (Even so, couldn't the Gazette spell "Ogilvy's" correctly? And the practice of young society women coming out wasn't "quaint" – it was a pragmatic means of finding someone to marry your grown daughters and take them off your hands.)
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