Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1896-08-29

est lake so as to leave their shores mel
aieholy blight Of dead trees standing In
the waller and has turned mile upon mile
OF the beautiful river course into sort of
canal between sloping mud banks where
one cannot diSembark for lunch or rest. but
that 1t was never profitable to cut and float
the logs from quite this distance and so
most of The lakes shore is still state prom
erty. l know il must be true for right on
the lake shore you may see many a big
pine rearing its great head hundred feet
aIoII upon a stem two feet and more
through the base. And 1 know that the
HaqCette river some miles below is the
muddy and melancholy waste they de-
scribe.
We came through that waste. Every one
does. This big lake, big enough for storms
anu shipwreck and wide driving reaches
or angry water, Is the meeting place of the
three highways into the woods heart from
the ECrth up the Raquette, from the south
east by way of Blue Mountain lake from
the southwest by way of the Fulton chain
ana The Browns Tract inlet, where in the
muddy stream there grow more water lilies
Tran had supposed the world held.
what delight to travel again by boat as
the Indian did. Up the Saranac through
Round lake, glimpse of the upper Sara
mac lake, the Indian Carry across to The
spectacle ponds, the row up the river.
where l saw the most lovely freight barge
roWed By six strong men and rejoiced that
such things still were; up Long lake:
through loveiier reaches of foamng shaded
river beyond; through Forked lake and
across to the foot of Ranuette we had a
TWO days journey, full every moment of
delight. There are little steamers here and
on Blue Mountain lake, and there are
hotels and Saratogas and women happy to
be for once in a place where there are
more than men enough to go around"
ard splendid men, too.
Some Feminine Methods.
The last week of the summer. and very
autumnal in the evening chill here among
the mountains, Yet summer still reigns
unquestioned in the gowns Of the fair ones
here. They are, 1 have said. two
kinds. Some fishers of men don appropriate
garb of serge and leather and join the prey
IN their sports: some dress In frills and
furbelows and take care of their complex
ions at the hotels. Each method Is the best
and worst 1t depends on the person who
adpotS it.
There is adorable brunette at one OF
the hotels ON Blue Mountain lake, who
carries devastation through the woods In
most extraordinary gown of moire with
deep frill at the bottom attached by
three rows of delicate embroidery. swept
downward 10 point in front. The bodice
is adorned with a similar triplet of bands
forming pointed yoke. which Is filled in
me-nots. The sleeves have triple puffs The
shoulders are rooted with fiat epaulets of
embroidery. There are big satin bows at
the top and front of the shoulder seam and
q satin belt with big medallion buckle
The hat is a high-crowned shade, with
wide spreading plumes. and there Is a
asol for some strong man to carry.
Such garb is rather ridiculous in the
woods. but the complexion Of the wearer
is most admirable and-well, men have the
instinct of wanting TO take care of pretty
helpless creatures.
On the other hand there is an adorable
girl, shorter and plunlper than the other,
whose leSgings of buff are scratched with
blackberry brIars, whose waist Is encir-
cled with a wide ribbon corselet. who wears,
when she thinks of it, fiat sailor hat in
rather bedraggled condition of sunburn
and rain stain and fetching little Jacket
OF dark cloth edged with black braid, OPEN
Ing over soft front of yellow silk chosen
SO lit won't show dirt so soon," the Wearer
frankly says
And between two such examples of the
opposing schools the honors of conquest
are easy. But l notice that even the wood
nymph puts big. fluffy bow at her throat
before coming down to dinner, when she
has time.
The DrHped Skirt.
There is no question that the drift of
the times Is away from sweet simplicity