St. Paul daily globe., 1885-12-20

her head in feecy cloud of white WOO
and walk abroad both comfortable anC
happy, but we ordinary damSelS do not fine
it an easy matter to devise head gear thai
will afford protection to our ears without
detracting from our lovelinesss. Hoods We
have weighed in the balance and found de-
cidedly wanting, for even if they look vel
in the front, which seldom happens, from
the rear they are simply hideous. giving
ones head the appearance of those huge
worsted balls with which infants disport.
| We used to rather fancy fur hats and caps
but they have become SO vulgarzed
| by cheap limitations that we now
a-days turn up our dainty noses even al
seal. The woven and knitted caps, OF
which there was such wholesale introduc-
ton last year, are also getting dreadfully
| common, and seem to be more affected by
those to whom they are least becoming, A
handsome black lace scarf usually gives
good satisfaction, but if we really are goins
tobogganing and skating and sliding and
sn owShoeing we don't want to come out il
funeral garb to make a foil for the brilliant
ostumes of our gentleman friends. Oh
Tor woman of genius to come forward witt
so me sort of Red Riding Hood, or cloud
or a fascinator that shall be universally be-
coming, picturesque and comfortable!
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We who wear diamond ear rings are not
much bothered about head wrappings,
though. Its really wonderful how warm
ones ears will be with solitaires.
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But don't talk about guys until you have
seen the man who appears in tall silk hat
and velvet ear muffers. There is a metal
band, you know, that goes across the back
OF his head so he feels all the time as if he
were sitting for a photograph. and his fea-
lures wear the expression peculiar to that
situation. He probably deserves no sym-
pathy from his fellow men. at any rate he
doesn't get any.
And speaking Of silk hats, the swell
young men now adorn their tiles with bands
so deep and heavy that the unsophisticated
are apt to suppose that the wearers are all
freshly desolated widowers.
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Oh, household decoration! What atroci-
ties are perpetrated in thy name! Just now
there is a perfect rage for wooden ware;
not that kind of wooden ware that you
carry to wooden weddings. but tiny mallets
and rooling-pin and potato Washers, and
hatchets, and KEYS, and crescents, and
banjoS and like trifleS too numerous to men
ton, but all made of wood. These aIticles,
after being painted and gilded and partially
covered with embroidered cloth, are to be
suspended by ribbons upon your walls,
where they either serve for pin-cushions or
are provided with hooks for keys. l hope
if [ am presented at Christmas with one of
those tomahawks that shall not use it to
cleave the skull of the donor, but 1 fear
that the temptation will be too great to re-
sist.
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Poor Mr.. Blank! He did have such an
unpleasant experience the other night. He
is one OF our young society gentlemen, and
he asked a young society lady to accompany
him to the theater. He sent up his invita-
tion late in the afternoon and the fair dam
sci neglected to send her reply by special
delivery. Mr.. B. took for granted her ac-
ceptance, got himself into his best togs. and
a few minutes before repaired to the pa
ternal mansion only to find his charmer at
the gate in the act of entering the carriage
OF his rival. The next morning he received
the dainty, perfumed note that with many
regrets Informed him of a previous engage
ment. ''Of course felt the loss of her So
ciety," he said, when he told me about it,
but it was the unnecessary expense, Lady
Rambler, that hurt me most; too late to get
rid OF the extra seat, yea see and then just
look at the cost of the carriager I con-
doled with him. for in this age of extrava-
gance and reckless expenditure it's quite re-
freShing to meet with young man, who.
while he is ION pleasure bent, still has
frugal mind" LADY RAMBLER.