The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1893-10-08
ASSORTMENT OF BOWS
ssTuRIL STYLES OF 0xE11fxe
BETWEEN WOMEN.
A Society Queens Aduiation-A Possible
Mothsr-in-Law-Ths Toady-Ths Pear
RsIation--Tbe Loving Mother.

Every woman nowadays keeps IN STOCK
some fifteen different bows tnclinations
OF the head for use when meeting FRIENDS
and acquaintance and ON hl-natured
woman can Insult another with bow
as sharply and appreclably as with any
sentence. When the !nsulter sees the to-
be-insulted far ahead she at once plans
her salutation. says the New York Re
corder she looks dead ahead, calm. with
her eyes hxed and unwinktng: the chin
must be raised trife, the head notion
less. She OF course does not know there
Is any one nearer than the Egyptian py-
ramids that she ever know or even 49,
pected she knew. Just before they meet
the insulter arches her eyebrows. parts
her lips liale. draws her. breath quick
ly, pulls down the corners OF her mouth.
makes three perIfLdicular lines between
the ewes; then, elevating her chin. oows
slowly a cne-sided bow, drops her eye
lids. elevates her chin and struts along
aSain.
Interpreted this means: why here In
some one | must have seen beforel Yes,
must, but who can II be2 Is II possible
II Is Mrs Poorpeople7 Ia she stil on top
of the earth2 She must be. for IL Is she
How do You do-on' Then come the drop
ped eyellds and the insult is complete
There Is one bow nobody mistakes, IL
IA that OF the young man TO his sweet
heart. She saw him with fairly telescope
vision far down the street. and the rosy
bushes have been ebbing ard howin8
across the dimpled. rounded face. When
they meet she raises her dropping eye
lids wide. draws the coral under her i'p
Quickly, catches tmid little sign, oo"s
gently and it's done.
Tho funniest bow of the list Is that oc
the toady. When the toady. the snobbish
| female. sees the aristocrat. the member OF
| the -four hundred" she aims TO receivs
recognition. The other woman knows shs
/ wants II and withholds a. But wherever
the society woman turns she races nor
| ambitious sister ard the latter displays
| her smiles, her brightest expression and
a pretty made bow, and so. In spite OF
| herself the great woman recognizes tna
| less.
This is what Dryden alluded 70 when
he said:
| Admired. adored by all the curious crowd.
| For wheresoeer she turned her lace tney
/ bowed
The bow OF the rich relc i've to the poor
Is not in any way allied 90 the poor con-
| nection's salutation to the rich. Inc rich
relative rides in a carriage the poor ohe
| walks on the sidewalk. The poor one
| Pushes. looks trihe defiant. hastens
nor stems. Stimulates an interest In street
! scenes then looks up 10 the passing
aouInage. 10 the stolid, motlonless coach
| man the slowly ambling horses, then at
| tho coach window, where the pale-ihcen
| relation bends out and bestowS chilIy.
/ smile-trimmed bow and quickly withdsaws
| her arlstocratic features
| The how that is good 90 keep near per
| ,shabie provender in August is that OF
| the prospective mother-in-aw To the pos
| sihlv prospective danghter-fn-law she
! does not desire. The wintry winds whis-
flo through leafess boughs, the snow
| comes swiriing down in eottony sheets
and niles itself on the evergreen trees In
the country graveyards, the icicle rs hang
| menacingIy above your bead, wagons
| creak along. there Is no SOUND besides,
| all Is muflle. frost-bitten, bloo1-treeNhs.
| for the potential mother-in-laW has met
tbe possible wife Of her son and bowedi
There are two bows worth keeping and
treasuring. one is the young daughters
! how. when she chances to meet her papa
wn-town-trustful, glad, full OF loving
| expression. 1t says plainly In so many
words: II love you, papa; l am proud
of youi No man was ever 80 handsome,
so good so lovable. | VIII never want
to leave you for any living man"
The other IS only given by mothers
brave, loving, heartbroken mothers. You
have seen this bow, sometimes In one
place. sometimes I'm another. Maybe
she stands on a dock. and smiling, fight
ing back the burning tears, she bows
| brayely brightly 20 her boy as the ship
swings away. outward bound, for far
foreign land. Maybe he Is at the railway
station; the train hauis out slowly ,shs
waves her hand and bows with loving.
fearless smiles, while the nnched white
face of her invalid boy looks for the last
time on the mother who bore him and
who would lay down her life for, him
nay, Is almost giving up in the parting.
for neither balmy breezes. sun-bathed
lands nor southern air shall WOO for him
the health and healing the home climate
has refused 10 give.