The Alleghanian. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1859-1865, 1861-08-15
SELECT TALD.
MRS. JUIUBE AT HOME.

Why this line of carriages standing in
stately repose before Madame Larami's
door in Great Jones Street? Why that
continual inpouring Of old ladies in quiet
silks and Indian shawls, and young ones
trembling beneath the weight of fowery
bonnets and rustling with brocades? Mad
anne Larami's negro boy, Alphonse, is
weary of continually opening that heavy
door, and bowing to his mistress s custom
ers as they sweep up stairs to the show
rooms He is beginning to doZe, and the
poor boy will be fast asleep in another
halt hour. Meanwhile Madame Larami
herself is up stairs in her element. And
what an element it is. What clouds Of
tarlatane floating like pink and blue at
mospheres through the three rooms that
form, e,, suite, the temple in which Madame
Larami, as high priestess sells, like other
sacred officers, the henedictlons and soap
ularies of the God Of Fashion! What
wonderful bonnets perched on wire frames,
buried in masses of the best French flow
ers What rivers of ribbons What acres
of shawls. What odors of luxury and
elegance, The place glistens with shining
satins and bloomy silks. Little groves Of
marabout feathers wave gently IN the per-
fumed air Long mirrors here and there
duplicate, reduplicate and multiply in be-
wildering infinities all the eiegances, the
wonders, the charms of this rich interior.
The rooms are filed with ladies whose
toilets display ara intoxicating splendor.-
They talk, they whisper, they admire this
bonnet; they criticise that mantilla. They
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ticed in such scrutiny. A confused muir
mur of voices, a voluptuous rustling of
rich silks, an intoxicating odcr of thous-
and delicious perfumes, interming Cling, fill
the rooms Through this wondrous at
mosphere Madame Lararni glides quietly
and gracefully. Her black eyes see every
thing, her crimped and rather brown ears
hear every thing. She receives orders,
and delivers them to her book-keeper with
wondrous rapidity. She displays silk,
calls attention to bonnet, or inslnuates a
charming shawl With what address she
induces those who hesitate over mantle
to make their decision How careiessly
she attracts their attention to those dam
gerously beautiful pocket handkerchiefs
just arrived from Paris There is new
style of sleeve to be shown to Mrs. Chrys--
alis, which will suit her figure admirably
Madame has marvellous piece of lace for
old Mrs. Honiton, who patronizes ''point,"
and comes to parties looking as if she had
been dipped in coffee after she was dressed.
A hook has been baited for fat Miss Tin
tamarre with freshly invented collar,
which is fast and knowing, and will suit
that rapid young lady admirably. Miss
Toxic fastens on pocket handkerchief,
price one hundred and fifty dollars, the
beauty of which consists in having only
one square inch of material in the centre
that can by any possibility be applied to
the use for which pocket handkerchiefs
were invented. The tall bride, Mrs. Tan
talus, better known as having been the
sarcastic and witty Miss De Fleche before
her marriage, ponders over a brocade Of
large pattern. By-the-way, why will large
women always wear large patterns? They
surely ought to know that it nearly doub-
les their apparent size. In short, this is
field-day at Madame Larami's. All New
York--or at least all that set that think
themselves New York-is thronging to
her show-rooms There is a terrible mur-
mur of consultation, and one might hear
such words as "hoops-powder- wonder
if It is becoming-red heels shocking
trouble" floating about the apartments.
You naturally get interested in all this
excitement, and begin to wonder at the
cause of this concentrated extravaganza on
the part of your lady friends. You listen
little more attentively, and at length you
discover that Mrs. Jujube is about to give
bal poudre Yes all those heads that
you see now dressed a Ia Verge or rIn,-
peratrice, will have to be twisted and
frizzed out, and creased and fuffed a..
over with -four; and those little feet, now
pattering about Madame Larami's floor,
will then be aching in queer little shoes
with high heels and diamond buckles
There will be monstrous skirts and long
stomachers, fans and whalebone hoops
Marquises will be abundant, and abbes as
gay and dissipated as if we lived in the
| time of Scarron and De Retz. Dolcrinl,
the Italian barber, is about to reap gol-
den harvest. He has already one hundred
ladies on his list whose heads will have to
| be powdered and tortured for that event
! full evening His labors will commence
at six o'clock In the morning and end at
eleven at night. What lies he will tell in
his broken English during that time =
What ecstacics he will fall into over Miss