Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1877-12-29
HOW WE GET OUR HfBITS.

Things that are novel are liable to be regard
ed as nice. Once accepted, no man can tell
now long they are going to remain. A good
tendencieS-we refer To their birth-were de,
scending stairway in Paris. The gentleman
blunderingly stepped on her dress. and tore
hit him sayagely with her parasol breaking
the handle of that article.
What shall we do now:" she said with
sob.
''Tll tell you. my dear" he replied with
that cheerfulness and adaptability To circum-
stances which married men know 50 well how
to assume quickly. Drop your shawl to
your waist, so covering the rent, and there you
are"
tears copiously. Il shall look like a fright /
shall never dare to appear on the street again.
You wretch. L shall be the talk of the whole
town."
1t cannot be helped, am afraid" remark
ed the gentleman ruefully. I'VE must get
home somehow. And really, my dear. l think
the dress will look quite nicely. 1t will be
MY new silk exclaimed the lady. wiring
ing her hands. 1T will be utterly spoiled.
The skirts will sweep up unutterabe filth. 1t
VIII be loaded with mud and nutshels, and
straWs, and little sticks, and dust, and every
thing, You abominable person! You have
ruined ME forever
Il hope it is not so bad as that" said the
poor man. trying to smile. But see here, my
dear? am as unfortunate as you. Observe
how ridiculous you have made this hat You
have battered II out of all shape with your
parasol. 1t lOokS-it looks like a section of a
Dadly-used stove pipe ! am ashamed to be
seen on the street with it,
And the paraSOl!' continued the lady
The stick Is broken off nearly up to the
shade. L dare not go out without It, but it
looks SO absurd that shall be the laughing
stock of all we meet
The couple were a long way from home The
righteousness of the situation finally Overcame
their timidity and vexation, and they laughed.
This put them in such good humOr that they
became bold. Marching out to the street, they
| went on their way looking as if nothing had
happened. People stared at them curiOusly ::
put they were known and respected, and
There were no smiles and no ques
| tiOns. The ladies of Paris occasionally look
around for back view of the ladies they
nave passed. IL Is a custom peculiar to no
the backward glances were numerous,
but by no means alarming why. look
at the Countess dressr' was the general
| in her rear. How sweet, The folds of her
| dress fall SO gracefully. 1t is evidence that
there Is no stingineSs in the Countess family.
OF expenses. II is the contamination of grace.
And observe the Countess parasOl, The shade
| IS down to the tip OF the Countess nose.
There's utility for you. What is shade for
| but TO keepti sun off. What is the use of a
| yard of stick? 1t is an unnecessary weight,
| and 1t serves to let the sun shine in under the
shade Ii is the sweetest and best of parasolS ~
The Count had no less reason to be happy.
by JOye!' remarked the gentleman who
looked at him, 1.-The Counts hat is a sumner
! this time. Looks as if it had been accidentally
| elongated. That's art. Studied carelessnesS,
you know. Seems to be stiff, too. That's art
Seems to have supertuOuS amount of vacu-
| UNI: but what's hat unless you have enough
| OF ii? Wonder where the Count got it? His
| own invention, probably. Just like him. No
| body knows how to dress tastefully equal te
| the Count 1t is the hat of hats. 1t is the
| brightest and most artistic and most valuable
| hat that ever came from the makers"
| This was centuries ago. A week after the
| event all Paris had peculiar parasol and
| likewise the trail and the stOve-pipe hat Since
| then they have Travelled all over the world and
dear children, they are with us yet. We
| stepped on one of them moment ago Our
| hat was banged with another of Them as a re-
| suit, sufficiently to make another fashion i'm
that article. But, alas! We are not a count
| dorchester Democrat.