Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1883-12-10
MARTYRS TO VANITY,
Self-Sacrifice to Fashion That Would
Be Noble if Shown in
Better Cause.
TIondon Truth


saw. She is delighted that short sleeves are
worn. and her gloves are not nearly so long
| as other peoples Her faVorite attitude is
sitting, with her right elbow in the palm of
/ her left hand She waves her hand when she
speaks. At dance, her right arm is well
displayed behind her partners left. if he is
tail, OF on his shoulders, if he is small Those
/ Beautiful arms have spoiled Miranda. She
wears black, though it does not suit her COM
plexion, because iler arms look SO white
against 1t. She is always directing your at
tentlon to those unlucky ones, numerous
enough, who have thin arms. Whoever mar
raes her viii have to be very careful never,
? under any circumstances, to admire another
Woman's arm. If he should make a slip in
this direction there would, to use a good old
phrase, be "wigs on the green.n
DID you ever see such dear little feet? Or
such perfectly turned anklesa Or more Won
derful stockingsa Never, indeed Herpretty
1eet are Lesbias speciality. That is why she
wears those Powered stockings and those
little pointed shoes. That is tie reason her
skirts are so unusually snort. Lesbia is
bright and clever ..,ne is sensible about
everything but .eet She is trying girl to
UaiA w. she will interrupt the most inter-
E'aIng conversation just when you think you
are both beginning to get on SO WE'LL" to
ask if you approve Of high heels, or some
other such leading question. She is like Mr..
Dick with King Charles, and must drag the
topic of feet into everything. It is a pity;
and yet many prefer her to Nora, whose feet
are well shaped enough, but who has mo
STYLE" She talks merrily and pleasant .
when you know her well, but is rather suiet
with strangers. Not at all the sort II o,irl to
get on. Her voice is not suficier DIV loud or
imperious. She does not bue .de about with
an air as though the wor' ID were made for
her. She wears prett< gowns, but does not
bunch them out nor mince along with q
soubrette-lke trip, swaying her gown from
side to side, asIesbia does. In fact, she will
never look anything Gin room," though she
may be well enough as the presiding spirit Of
a home She is hopelessly questionable.
| Letitia has waist. 1t is her great point,
and she is very proud of it Well she may
be, for it is the result of patient years of
| pain. She has laid on the shrine of that lit
tie waist many precious thing%good health,
| good temper and good spirits. Having sacri-
| feed the first, the two others followed as
| matter Of course. But then it is such a Won
derful waistl 1t cannot measure in9re than
seventeen inches, at the very L.. 6. The
pressure has made her nose permanently red.
| Not all the waters of Araby would not make
that nose white again, but what matters!
| Does it not belong to the smallest waist in
London! One thing that Immediately strikes
the beholder. He wonders how so small waist
| can possibly be SO obtrusive. Were it two
| yards around it could not more aggressively
| insist on being noticed. Draperies are so ar
ranged as to lead tie eye down to it, and
| skirts are of such a fashion as to
I! guide the attention up to it. Letitia
walks with her elbows well out from her
| sides, SO as to advertise, in pointed way,
: the fact that your view is scarcely inter
| rupted by her slight and well distributed fig
ure. AS she stands talking to you she puts a
| hand on either side of this wonderful waist,
and appears to be curbing herself in, as it
| were. She wears the highest of jackets, and
never is seen in a dolnan. She gets terrible
| colds in the winter, because she will not
! wrap up. In fact, her whole existence is a
| burnt-offering to her waist Were she to
! grow stout her object in life would be gone.
Letitia denies herself even the qualification
of an excellent appetite in the interest of a
! small waist, a self-sacrifice that would be
noble in better cause
| Mira has the loveliest complexion in the
world Without it she would be perfectly
charming girl. With it she is quite bore.
If there is any wind she is unhappy, because
| it makes my cheeks SO rough" If the sun
shines she is miserable, because tan fright
fully" If it is hot she grumbles, II flush Sc
painfully" If it is cold her cry Is, II can't
| go out to-day, for I get so blue in cold
weather" Her cheeks are of such an indie
scribable texture that roughness has never
yet invaded them; tanning never approaches
them. She fushes the prettiest dainty pink
you ever saw; and in cold weather soft color
| rises in her face and a wistful look comes into
her eyes that makes her quite adorable. Why,
then, all these excuses? Simply because she
| thinks prevention better than cure and is
| afraid Of a thousand viewless enemies on her
| conlplcslion's account. She is a martyr to