Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1873-01-27
Gas1ight VS.. Daylight.

Christmas. But you have not answered
me, is this to be gaslight or daylight %
"What question" Dora said, look
ing up from the depths of a great arm
chair, where she was elHoying a novel
and the heat from an open CRATE of rud-
dy ccals. THAT dress will be absolute
ly lost, nothing by daylight. .
"Amber is not good daylight color, :"
said Corinne, still twisting and turning,
land the corsls, Dora %
yellow and red y
amber and coral. | think i viii
risk it. There is so much black lace.
There !" as she added the ornaments,
chow does it look ?"
"You can bear it, said Dora. Any
body else would look like an Indian
squaw. What do you think, Daisy?'
A little figure came forward from a
seat by the window. and surveyed the
effect of amber, moire antique. black lace
and coral, upon the tall, slender, and
superbly handsome brunette, Corinne
Bisset.
Il think you are magnificent ~ she
said.
Corinnc dropped sweeping courtesy.
Have you tried your dress, Dora 2
she asked.
"Yes. 1t is too tight, of course. Miss
Ray has no consideration for my lungs.
1t is really crime in her eyes to be fat. .
"You are not fat !'' said Daisy, indig.
nantly. Il wish | was like YOU
Dora opened her sleepy eyes little
wider, and smiled graciously. In hel
large. full figure, blonde hair, and lazy
manners, she was a complete contrast tc
her sister Corinne.
Like me !" she said. '.You would
be goose to exchange your trim little
figure for mine. But what are you going
to wear, Daisy?''
Tell me first what is the occasion
Your blue silk is as splendid as Corinne'
amber, but | have not heard word O
the ball or party at which they are t.
be worm
'Not heard of the New Years recep
tion p
'tBut, and the little country cousin
looked as much puzzled as she felt,
thought that was in the morning, or day
time, at any rate
''It usually lasts from noon to mid
night
But how can you have gaslight 2
by shutting the shutters and light
ing the chandeliers, my dear little cous
in"
"But why?"
10 be frank, my dear little innc
cence, Corinne and | make up rather bet
ter for gas than for sunshine. Late hours
balls, operas, concerts, and other enter
tainments, leave their marks upon tn
complexion, and the sun is most impr
dent about exposing such ravages Bt
sides, jewelry, flowers, and ornament
are more effective by evening light
There is certain unftness about fu
dress in the morning which is entirel
obviated by turning day into night, F.;
half New York will do on New Year
Day"
Full dress !'' cried Daisy. Il W;
going to wear my blue merino, with tt
pretty gold ornaments auntie gave me
Christmas. | could never wear that
you and Corinne are to wear your ne
dresses"
30 Daisy Daisy !'' laughed Corinn
Il should think lot
But Corinne," said the young gr
earnestly, 81 have only one evenil
: dress, my white muslin, and you do n
| like that
''No, my child, | do not. Sweet sill
: plicity suits your seventeen years We
well, but sweet simplicity in the fashi
of ten years ago, will not suit New Yo
drawing-rooms. Therefore, my Dais
!, we entered into conspiracy, stole 20
dresses and slippers for your size, a
b papa offers this for your acceptance as
: New-year's gift. y
AS Corinne spoke she placed beft
Daisy square paper box, of most 81
> gestive size, which, upon being uncov
ed, revealed contents that opened Dais
soft brown eyes to their utmost capaci
A dress lay there of white tulle O.
rose-colored silk, a combination of
qulslte taste and perfect simplicity Il
none but an artist could produce. b
quets of Tiny blush rosebuds caught
: overskirt and berthe, and delic
- wreath of the same was ready to Gro
the golden brown curls. Boots of WI
:, satin, gloves of white kid, a fimsy |
handkerchief, and dainty white f
nothing was forgotten, and Daisy thou
that Cinderella must have felt just as
q did, after the fairy god-mother had CO
he pleted her entertainments.
Is In all her life this little country-b
x damsel had never seen such dress
if She had been only few weeks in
i'll York, visiting her fathers brother,
at had, as yet, gone to no social gatheri