Most of the dancers were in evening dress, and it would have been impossible to tell the ball from a Belgravian gathering, except by the preponderance of youth and beauty.

Where could you match such a bevy of brunettes, where find such blondes?
They were anything but lymphatic, these oriental blondes, if their eyes did not sparkle so intoxicatingly as those of the darker majority.

The young men had carefully curled moustaches and ringlets oiled like the Assyrian bull, and figure-six noses, and studs glittering on their creamy shirt-fronts.
How they did it on their wages was one of the many miracles of Jewish history.

For socially and even in most cases financially they were only on the level of the Christian artisan.

These young men in dress-coats were epitomes of one aspect of Jewish history.