The Helena independent. [volume] (Helena, Mont.) 1875-1943, 1890-11-16
And One Regrets He Cannot Offer
Them More, They're So -
Lovely.
Charming and Full Of Happy Con.
f1dence, In Robes Snug
and Shaggy.
seen ON Broadway in November by . Re-
turned Travoler-Capes, Ball Toilets,
Hair Dressing.

Especial Correspondence Of TEE INDEPENDENT.
New YoRx, Nov. ITO one just home
from foreign shores New York is an en-.
trancing city. It makes ones pulse leap
to face the dancing wind and look up at
the clear, sunshiny sky, fecked with white
clouds, and to think that no moro need one
20 in and out with the dead greyness Of
London, weighing down heart and soul.
After Piccadilly Broadway ID blessedly ex-
hilarating.
And our women. To Geo them ID to feel
ones self out Of school. They have a.
spring, buoyancy, delightful air of
happy confidence that the world was made
for them and will yield them all it's pleas
ant things that strikes home to the wan
derer who has looked furtively about for
the governess and has felt q lurking fear Of
getting no jam for supper If her elbows
were not held at just the right angle AZ she
walked in the stiff, straight English pro-
cession that always suggets seminary pu-
pills being, led as to execution, for an airing.
Yes, she is charming, the American wo-
man. When You see her fresh after alb
-sence for summer you exult as you look
on the splendidly developed figure, the
bright eyes and teeth, and the atmosphere
Of health you fancied you might have left
on theAother side of the Atlantic, and then
as she smiles you stand bewildered BY the
greater refinement and fairness and delica-
cy, by comparison with which the English
type seems coarse, and no woman but she
who lives under the Stars and Stripes
worth gazing on.
Behold, bow down before you, my coun-
trywomen, when you take your walks
abroad in your soft and woody gowns. Are
could wear them. 90 rough as they are and
hairy like Indians blankets, but warm for
the chill days that are beginning, and
costly and fitting as if you had been
born inside those graceful bodice
lines? You look to me so delicious
" American in your shaggy robes that
fur collars at your throats. your big broad
cloth hats and your faces bright and clear
cut as epigrams. I like you when your
skirts are striped or spotted or zig-zagged,
for you don't often exaggerate in your free
CANT and promenade demurely in dark blue
or tan with tiny bonnets covering only the
valuable brains Immediately beneath them.
Whatever you put on like you better than
any other women.
looked at you this afternoon while the
autumn sun was smiling and ! didn't won
windows could find no better occupation
than to look also. There was the tall girl
in russell brown, so full of electric vitality
that one almost thought to see the long
silky vellowish hairs with which the me-
dallions that brocaded her gown were
covered stand on end as the warm
current of life flowed through them.
Her coiled braids were dark red, her
eyes were dark blue, her feet would have.
liked to dance rather than to walk demure-
~ and even her insensate dress so loved her
and embraced her that, look sharply as one
you'd, one could find in it no opening.
Simply and smoothly it chung about her IN
perfect grace of outline, bodice melting
into skirt, skirt becoming bodice without
dart or gore. Down the back of
those dainty draperies ran two lengths
OF yellowish russell velvet, as wide
as ones hand, growing wider as
they neared the bottom. On her head was
set a toque of russell cloth with no trimming
but an eagles feather fastened with pin Of !
twisted gold. She carried in her hand a |
glowing bunch of golden and reddish chry-
santhemums. As she walked she lifted her |
flowers and looked at them, and as she |
looked she smiled. She was a bonny Amer |
lean; it warmed ones heart to see that |
smile.