The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-10-06

Z ing uaT IT the weather ndQ 4A1A AEe--
warm2 Here are two creations WhteA !
7 have just received from IEris ana from
4 which j was 10 make my choice
The gowns We're magnificent. one We
4 made of the dove cOlOred velvet ati'i EN-
I broidered silk. The skirt was entsFe44 u
] velvet, with two rows OF white pony 49,
down the front. The waist was maoe' =
/ a heavy silk Of the faintest Lavender, =. IN
a yellow sheen. This was thlckiy eiL
broidered On conventional designs Win
/ deep Lavender and gold me sleeves "etg
7 puffed at the shoulders and shlrred Iull
below the elbow. The collar, reVers, ana
Z square scollops at the bottom OF tne Walst
were edged with narrow bands OF brown
fur Il could not simmer in a gown ike
that no matter how beautiful i IS, SAID
Mrs. Thompson, with regrettul glance
I The secoDd toilet was a combination OF
mauve brOadtfOth, velvet and embroidery.
This had a fun skirt with embroidefy
I down the front. The waist was of broad
/ cloth, with a round girdle OF plated vel
vet Of the same shade fastened az me
I side with a. very handsome buckle OF
enamel and rhinestone. Inc top OF the
bodice had a garniture Of magenta viewer
| embroidered with forget-me-nots ana my
roses in their natural colofs elIiNeneu
with bowknots of white ribbon This was
mighty effective. With this gown was d
stylish cape INhad a wide collar OF the
embroidered magenta velvet, fucnils ol
mauve velvet around the shoulders
and a broad plat down the front, 2rha-
mented with three exquisite putlohs. =. -
handsome touue of mauve and magenta
velvet completed this costume The now
ers were made Of magenta satin ribbon,
with fringed borders. In the hearL OF
each was a real poppy. AT the pack Oh
the toque was high white aigrette.
John" exclaimed the nervous woman
according to the New 1oIh Illoo.,Si
there's a burglar in the house. am sure
John rubbed his eyes and protested mild
~ that IL was imagination.
No, 1t isn't heard ma"
So John took a box of matches and went
down. To his surprise mis- wlte suspl-
cious were correct. Seeing that he was I'M
armed the burglar covered him with re-
voiver and became quite sociaole. an,
Isn't it rather late to be out OF ped!
'f'A4erEaEiittle bit" replied John.
You're too late anyhow, because I've
dropped everything out OF the y winoo" ana
my pals have. carried them on 49,.
ooh! that's Al right, I'd ike to ask one
favor Of you, Enough"
STAY herefirtil my wife can come down
and see you. She has been looking for you
every night for the last twelve years, and
don't want her to be disappointed any
longer" ips
you have been mildly extravagant in
vour headrear this year. seems to me,
said one Of her friends to a fashionable
girl, who, according to the New YORK
Tribune, appeared TO have a new hat TO
Weaf with every gown.
t3StS dear" exclaimed the other. Il have
made a wonderful discovery one of Nine.
LIS. former workwomen has hit upon
new idea that is a perfect godSend 10 those
of us whose Purses are inadequate to our
needs She comes to the house. looks over
all your old scraps, collects all your old
hats, trimmings, etc, and with few extra
shapesa accessories turns them out al
together different, in the latest fashion,
and asgood as. new, at % cents to dollar
for the hat"
This Is a new industry which bids fair
to be a very popular one, for almost every
woman in society must necessarily collect
a great deal of excellent material which
she does not know how to use, but which
is too good to be thrown away, and which
she does not know how to use, but which
under the deft fingers OF a skillful modiSte
may used over again with charming re-
suits. I'm fact, md my 'madeovers' my
most becoming hats, concluded made
mOiselle, after accounting for the numer-
GUS confections, land generally Ike them
better than when they were new"
Even men are taking up this industry,
one of the most successful of these peri
patetic mnilners being a man who lives
out of town, and who has all he can do
during his periodical visits here in remak-
ing the hats of fashionable customers.
Where they all came from was a mys-
terry, says the New York Times. And why
so many women had selected this scorch-
ing day 10 shop was incomprehensible--
at least to the finite masculine mind. But
the big shop was packed and damned with
them, They all looked utterly tagged out,
and many showed signs OF growing irri-
tation.
TWO women or widely contrasting types
paused for a moment on the outskirts of
this human vortex. They stood at oppo-
site points, equally distant from that por-
ton of the long counter dedicated to rem
nants. Neither was young. The one,
evidently a country woman, had the pla-
cidly stupid gaze OF a Illuminating cow
The other was distinctly product of New
York. She was dressed in rusty black.
Bits of crepe were pinned Ut uncertain in
tefvals upon her costume. Her shabby
bonnet with it's drunken plume, was very
aar 10 he
ious, but alert air of a terrier that has
been fooled too often by the cry of Rats!
The Illusion was heightened by a peculiar
habit of carrying her elbows close to her
sides and letting her hands flop down
from her extended wrists, as if sitting
A common impulse put both women in
motion on the floor by the remnant
counter lay purse. Apparently no one
The small women by a vigorous appli-
cation of her sharp elbows, worried her
way toward the prize. But here size de-
feated agility. BY sheer force of her own
weight the Country women projected her
self upon it Victory was hers
The little woman gave a yelp of disap-
pointment as she saw her rivaTs hand
open the purse and disclose goodly sized
roll of bills. Instantly her face cleaned
with malicious triumph.
Leaning over the counter she called. in
! a shrill voice, "Miss, here's a lady'-with
/ scathing emphasis-"as has found purse
with money, Won't you take her to the
!
The country woman's eyes Allied with
| tears of rage. Il guess it amt your bust
ness; / kin take care Of it myself, 1
| reckon"
/ But it was too lates The ever present
| floor walker had heard the request, and he
I condescended TO lead the crestfallen
| country woman to the cashiers desk.
/ With last exultant snarl the small wo-
/ man cork-screwed her way through the
| crowd and disappeared.
/ Sometimes / think that people are a
/ great deal better off who have no child
/ rem. said a weary and prematurely old
! mother to a writer for the New York
| Herald. ,r
l shook my head but she continued:
"Oh, 1 know their value as well as any
| one
II know that their lives are ours from
| babyhood to the age of fifteen or so. bur
after that-wel, they are not ours.
And in five cases out of ten the ones
| that they fan in love with don't suit ne
and wouldn't suit any discriminating In
dividual whose sense wasn't distorted by
| what we call love-
/ You speak bitterly I said.
| "Ive cause to" she replied Look AZ
| my daughter Estelle. -