Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1896-11-01

Soda Girl Who Wears 500 and
Weighs as Much as a Museum
Fat Woman-Boys Wear San
dow's Cousin" - Five Hundred
Button Firms and Not Enough to
Keep the Street BOys Supplied.
The button fad has struck the town at
a gait that Trilbys shoes might envy
Were that young woman more youthful
she would add a sabre to her military coat
and go out to fight for her Iaurels upon
the field of fadism.
The button girl has sprung up like the
button, IN a day, and instead OF being dec
grated with flags and campaign ensigns,
she is wearing buttons! If the button
makers have been wise enough to have a
political sentiment engraved upon the lit
tie pearl colored ensign, well and good!
You may read, I'm silver man; papa's
for tin" as you ride down in the cars in
the morning. And if the local button
maker has made a certain stamp of but
ton you may see Colds good enough for
me-" under the ripe chin of a pretty miss
on her way to a political meeting. But
the buttons mostly are non-sectarian as
an old lady remarked as she read the in
scriptions upon the buttons Of her grand
daughters button collection. There's
everything from Put penny in the plate
to Sunday school is out
THE TRUE BUTTON GIRL.
There is one style Of the button girl.
the girl who loves buttons. She takes up
the craze less as a-fau than as a real fan
cy. She likes to own the buttons and
caress them as she would cancelled
stamps or WORKOUT coins. They are so
pretty she thinks.
This style of young woman is the one
who carries on her conversation by but
tons. They save breath and are SO real
istic. Like an illustrated song!
To a caller dropping in for lunch she
can say: "Ginger-snaps, fresh to-day"
And to the guest at parting she can point
to a button that will remark: stay longer
next time" And when looking in her own
mirror a minute later can point to q re-
Elective button. "Glad she's gone" This
is for the girl who loves her buttons and
finds company in them. They meet any
and all occasions.
A gentleman entering q dry goods shop
went to the notion counter for some triile.
Behind it stood pretty girl Her breast
pin was a button, Meet me Sunday. And
for cuff buttons she said. win YOU go
treat?" These rather embarrassed the
gentleman but when the girl turned
around again he read: "Now's your
time" And when she flashed her head
around, her neck ribbon was fastened at
the side with "Caramcls, please, and
soda, five cents
This settled the gentleman. lie walked
out without the spool of thread and went
home to tell his WIFE, only % learn J3at
the button fad had struck The town and
he had encountered the first insJallment
of it.
DRESSED IN BUTTONS.
There are decorative buttons that trim
a gown. These are purchased by the hum
dred at so many for a ceur. They are for
the girl who wears a great many but ons
in fact, dresses in them.
One of these maidens came down own
on a rainy day. with her rainy-day suit a
sight in buttons. There We're buttons
around the foot of her skirt. Buttons
around the yoke of her waist. Buttons
around her belt. Buttons upon her vest,
two pyramids of them. Some were blue,
others white. and others as black as the
mud under foot.
The pyramids upon tho vest were the
most interesting. AT the top You read'
"A policeman will take aac home. Below
YOU saw: "Bloomcrs under this skirt, and
by the side of this interesting announce
ment. MY feet are wet" and zone of my
legs is really longer than the other"
As the pyramid grew in proportions the
announcements became still more enter
tanning. The bottom row said: Does your
umbrella leal?" make room for me-
Homes the best place" wish / didn't
work" Don't you hate rain?'
The lower pyramid went ON i'm the same
diverting strain until you gladly read at
the bottom button: Guess IN get out
here"
This is my. corner" was the announce
ment on her hat
The feature Of the button fad IS its per
sonality Like III Hung Chang, the button
Is privileged 10 ask almost any question
without rebuke. The simple, do you
own your bike" IS passed by unuoucod.
And Don't puncture your tire is taken
in the spirit in which it IS sent-that of
general advice. The button has its mis-
sion as well as its popularity.
The largest number of buttons that
could bee worn was determined by the girl
who piled 500 upon her dress. She was the
one who clothed herself. so to speak, in
buttons. Her only other adornment be-
ing q. simple black dress. The buttons did
the rest. Each button weighed a large
fraction of an ounce. so her weight was
Increased many pounds avoirdupoia.
Many girls who viii not wear buttons
openly slip them under the lapels of their
jackets. and when you pass them the
wind will take the lapel and flip 1t for
ward and you will read: Meet me at the
Bargain Counter" Under the other lapel
YOU will catch stop Winking at Me-"
Take of Your Hat" Here Games a
Lady" are twin buttons standing side by
side whore you can see them. as the oblig-
ing lapll stays back. And hidden almost
in its depths is the modest declaration