The Universalist. [volume] (Chicago [Ill.]) 1884-1897, 1897-03-27
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and feathery"
"Ml m! Aunt Mary! You make
our mouths waterw
"Ill make your eyes water before
l get through!
I'VE got to the bridge just as the
lamplighter was going his rounds
with his torch and his hooked ladder.
was mortally afraid of the torch; so
ducked my head, and the lamp
lighter lowered his ladder just at the
same moment. Crash! Scratch! Had
L lost the top Of my head7"
Martial Martial Is anything
the matter with my bonnet?
Martha was speechless; but she
pointed to the ladder that was just
raised to the next lamp-post, and
there, on one of the hooks, hung the
crown of my dainty new bonnet. |
flew at the lamplighter in frenzy,
and demanded my property.
"The poor man tried to apologize,
but he couldn't help laughing any
more than Martha could.
I'VE pinned the crown as we'll as
we could, and l went home in very
subdued frame of mind"
"Then there were the Navarino
bonnets, Aunt Mary"
Eyes: they were made of pressed
paper. The milliners cut them out
10 proper form, and pasted them to-
gether My best one was buff,
trimmed with beautiful buff ribbon.
My school bonnet was nearly the
same color, trimmed with green rib
bon, brought up over the crown and
crossed on top, and then down to the
ears to tie under the chin,-all in
one piece of ribbon. They were very
pretty, and we thought everything
of them; but l was caught in an
other shower on Craigie Bridge, COM
ing home from school one day; and
my cherished Navarino first Topped
over my face, for it had no wires in
the front, and then it dropped to
pieces, leaving nothing but green
streaks on my hair. There was no
street-car or omnibus then to jump
into in rain; and you just had to
take it,"
"How about the bonnet you lost off
in church,"
"That was hat. 1t was the fash
ion then to have two pairs of strings
to the young ladies' hats,-one pair
to tie under the chin and one to fly
out behind. wasn't old enough to
have two pairs, but my ambition was
great. So once, in church, | united
my hat-strings, and threw them back
to deceive the worshippers behind
me. This seemed to me such proud
moment that l gave my head little
toss, and off went my hat into the
pew behind us. | was so mortified
that sat right down on the pew
cricket out of sight; but mother made
me go back and get my hat, for there
was no one in the next slip to hand
it to me"
Now about the big bows, Aunt
Nary
"Those big, gauze ribbon bows on
the tops of the bonnets used to get
rather limp before the summer was
over. They could put wire taste on
the edges, but that rather injured the
ribbon. One anxious dame was adj
vised to dip her ribbon in sugar and
water, and then make up the bows
again after it was dried. 1t was a
great success. The bows stood out
bravely; but it was August, and the
next Sunday, in church, the flies
buzzed and whizzed through those
loops, so you could hardly hear your
self think. The poor lady jerked her
head and waved her fan, but there
was no relief from her tormentors.
"Another method of keeping the
bows in trim was to fill them with
rolls of paper when they were off
duty. This answered very we'll; but
an absent minded old Scotch woman
called on mother one afternoon, with
those paper horns sticking out of her
bows, and how we girls enjoyed the
fun Mother privately shook her
head at us; but, when the old lady
shook her head, too, as she talked
about Edinboro, the finest ceety in
the worrld,' we prudently left the
room for fear of explosions. Chris
tian Register.