The Portland daily press., 1892-07-19
A BAR HARBoR SUNDAY.
Nearly Everybody Goes to the Church of
Saint Saviour.


BAR HARBoR, July 14.-Everybody
but the Elliott Shepards goes to st. Sa-
viours on Sunday, and no collection of
| gowns was ever seen in one place as was
seen in that church last, Sunday. The
day was as cold as the heart of Jay
Gould, but the date was July 10, SO GER
tain incongruities were pardonable.
Others are not SO easily accounted for.
White flannel mountain suits, dark win
ter woolens, ginghams without wraps,
ginghams with heavy coats and straw
hats, China silks white of ground and
sprigged with flowers, black silks with
fur OF feather boas, dark blue Eaton and
yachting suits, black grenadine and lace
gowns, straight from Paris; tailor frocks
of heavy cloth and heavy lawns. One
woman, as broad as she was long, wore a
brown silk, widely striped with white.
On her shoulders were huge white lace
epaulettes, and the pink bow under her
chin was bigger than her face. Another
woman trotted in. dressed in a brown
wooden suit, covered to the knees with a
hooded heliotrope mantle. She was also
of goodly avoirdupois. Still another had
her bust, which looked as if it had given
sustenance to bakers dozen, dressed in
horizontal stripes of various shades of
blue, albeit the rest of her was in black.
A large proportion of the congregation
looked like flowers. but the oddities were
there.
Of course the women all wore trains
and of course every man stumbled over
his lady's train, as he followed her into
the church Etiquette required that the
poor man should come after the train,
but his mind being bent on higher and
holier things he forgot to look down, and
his bushes were painful to witness, to
say nothing of the beseeching timidity of
his expression IN response to an over
shoulder glare. Mr.. and Mrs. Philip
Livingstone were the most interesting
young couple present. He did not Stun
BILE over her train, but they entered late,
and there were apparently no seats for
them. Others were standing and it
looked as if they would have to stand,
which would be painful episode in the
history Of the family. But Mrs. Living
stone was equal to the occasion. She
discovered that one pew was but strag-
glingly filled, and, going up to the man
standing on the end, she ordered, with a
pretty imperiousness, that room should
be made for the Livingstones. There
was hustling on both ends at once and
Mrs. Livingstone marched in and took
her seat. Then she discovered that her
husband was not with her; he stood
modestly with the ISLANDERS in the back
ground. She tossed her head, and after
some little delay he reached her side.
Then they both said their little prayer,
she having dutifully waited for him, and
they were more or less settled during the
rest of the service. Mrs. Lingstone is a
tall, chic-looking woman, with well-kept
golden-brown hair, a dainty retrousee
profile and spoilt expression. She wore
white flannel grown and shade hat
covered with pink roses and white pom
pons. Mr.. Livingstone is very blond and
intelligent looking, one of the most
agreeable and popular young men in
Bar Harbor. 1t may be added that he
was dressed much like other people;
there was no noticeable variety in the
garb of the men.