The Helena independent. [volume] (Helena, Mont.) 1875-1943, 1890-07-13
The lady to whose appearance my friend
objected was q Philadelphian whose claims

The lady to whose appearance my frlenu
objected was philadelphia whose claims
power to make them would be respected by
Ward McAllister. She was handsome,
middle aged and in light mourning. Her
black foulard gown was looped with yellow
white ribbons, and her large poke hat OF
black lace straw carried a wreath of black
bands of white velvet drawn about the UNI
der side of the brim. Startling! So be it,
and not unhecoming, nor, as such things
are now regulated, unsuitable.
There are pretty bonnets on view at
Brighton ON afternoons when the Siedl So
majesty Wagner. Laura Holloway Lang
ford fits about busily and is even more en-
Enthusiastically interested in lecture and
concert devices to keep women at
home and reduce the number of
unhappy Summer widowers' than be-
fore she herself had taken q husband.
A tall woman with the effective combine
tion of rosy youthful face, dark eyes and
white hair wore hat Of silver gray gauze
de chiffon few days ago. 1t was trimmed
with superb sprays of the dark glossy leaves
and pink and white flowers Of the mountain
laurel. A winsome girl from Georgia with
naive, childlike face and warm southern
skin wore white openwork straw, trimmed
with white clematis flowers. woman who
looked like Nine. LAMA, but wasn't even
acquainted with the marquise, wore a
Rubens hat of pale mauve straw that was
untrimmed in front, but had on one side a
cluster of those weird white things you find
among the pine needles in the woods and
call Indian pipes. With her was a young
woman in one of the many varieties the
sailor hat has taken, q black straw with a
cord of yellow velvet under the brim and
knot of yellow velvet at the back. through
which were thrust half a dozen exceedingly
pert white wings.
On the boat going to Long Branch yester-
day was sweet little Priscilla of a creature
in pinkish gray gown, who was made fair
~ guy by her starched shirt bosom and
masculine necktie. Imagine her shy, pretty
meekness go caricatured. There are some
girls who are piquant in stiff colors, but
this girl WAS pitifully metamorphosed. An
actress who is a favorite with women was
on the boat, but am not going to tell you
what she wore. It would take away most of
ones pleasure in going to the theatre if one
were to see much of many of the actresses
to see everywhere last spring with Mrs.
Cleveland. wore a very quaint costume. It
was a one-piece slip of polka dot green fou
lard with Greek draperies. Picture
to yourself Socrates IN a dress shirt,
but wearing with it, instead of
a swallowtajl coat his own familiar
himatiqp. and you have some idea of the
oddity Of the classic folds of this bodice
drawn half across an expanse of polished
lawn that reached nearly to the waist line.
To complete the confusion Of styles the tri-
angle of. the shirt bosom was defined by a
wide ruffie of white crepe lisse, and about
the neck, instead of four-in-hand tie, was
a high, box plaiked crepe lisse run. The
sleeves were high on the shoulders, full to
the elbows and gathered into long gauntlet
cuffs of white lawn. Her hat was rice
straw, coming to peak above the forehead
and trimmed with green ribbons. She was
the Athenian maid and the tailor girl fash
ionably and funnily rolled into one.
Between Long Branch and the Atlantic
Highlands are stretches of pine woods
vhere the blue berries grow sweet. Along
the sandy roads that thread these wilder
mes are dotted cottages, and in the shade
beside these cottages you may now study
the hammock frock, with it's broad-trim-
MED hat, its gay ribbon graniture and its
graceful shadovy dfaperieA In course Of .
drive yesterday aftsrnoon had notsd .