St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-07-19

dime museum, either, but none other than
big Bill Mestayer's little wife, whose cos
tunes are apt to be summers. If you mag
inc. now. that her ankles or stockings were
thus decorated you are mistaken. 1t was
the skirt of her dress that was hand-painted
i'm the most elaborate manner.
Silk hose. in pale creams, blues, pinks
and in black. are to be worn with slippers
and low-cut shoes this season. The Oxford
shoes are extremely artistic. Many of them
are beaded with steel and gilt beads worked
on the leather. Instead of ordinary laces,
they are laced up with ribbons, with tags at
the ends. The Princess seems especially
partial to stone-cOlored boX-cloth CATERS, as
this shade predominates among a large col
lection of different cOlors. There are brown
Russian shoes of leather in its natural tint
and lawn-tenniS shoes with perforated
sOles. The walking boots are higher than
the ordinary boot, and have generally
eleven or twelve buttons. Some of them
have buttons. and show button-holeS on one
side, with elastic sides of india-rubber to
stretch over the ankle-the revival, in fact,
of peniciouS fashion quite obsolete in
this country. The riding boots are of calf
skin, which admits of a brilliant polish.
For country wear double and even triple
soieS are furnished.
On several of my shopping strolls
through Sixth avenue l noticed that
women SHE'D into a certain doorway,
glancing furtively this way and t'other, hid
behind the doorpost in the vestibule while
pulling at the bell. and finally entered with
conscious guilt expressed in every feature
and gesture. What could itmean? Were they
SINKING SLYLY
into an opium joint? Were the unfortunate
and yet not shameless creatures going TO a
dlsgTaceful rendezvous? While / was cog
itating young girl of my acquaintance
went through with exactly the perform
ance | have described. As she belonged to
one OF our proudest families, and l had
known her for particularly sweet and
modest maiden, my curiosity was fully
aroused. Here was a mystery. at least, if
not dreadful scandal. L grabbed her by
the arm, and she all but collapsed on the
doOr-Sll.
Confess, Dora" commanded, ''what
are you up TOP"
"Well, Clara Belle DEAR she replied,
drawing me in from street view. ''Tll make
a clean breast of it. Do you see the name
of MIME. on the doorplate? She is
the woman who advertiSes TO develop the
female bust. I'm going to hear what she
has to say on the subject. My wishbone is
the most conspicuous thing under the front
of my corsage, and l want to find out
whether anything can really be done for me.
Come along"
SO here was the revelation of the mys-
terry. Those whom l had seen enter this
place so slyly were prospective patients of
the bust developer. We climbed a stair
way to the second floor, and entered a
rather handsomely furnished parlor, where
heavily impressive and handsome woman
received us. With a most cursOry glance
she dismissed me from consideration, and
turned her attention to my slim, fiat COM
panion.
you wish to have your form improved.
/ assume" she said. ''Well, l can posi-
lively promise you to accomplish it, if you
will follow my directions faithfully"
She made physical examination of the
girl, and pronounced her certainly capable
Of distinct increase in adiposity, 1t is not
essential that l should go into the particu-
lars of the prOtfered treatment-the more
SO, as, in my opinion, the whole thing was
an awful humbug. Besides, the process
was not very modest. Suffice it TO say that
biz rubber cup was TO be placed on the
breast, and the air withdrawn from it. so
that the vacuum produced temporary dis
| tension of the flesh by suction. The woman
said that daily application of this contriv-
ance would, i'm few months, cause perma-
nent plumpness. What nonSensei But all
the same. continue TO see our slender girls
dodge into the place. CLARA BELLE.