The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-11-13

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greatest pleasure in the shop windows,
She sees the quaint and the beautiful of all
lands, and it goes without saying that he
wants everything she sees. However, we
are growing a little older now and are
beginning TO appreciate the reality ana 10
scorn the imitation. What treat now
Is a shop window filed with bits of Dric-
a-brac, odd table covers that came from
Japan or Persia, odd candelabra picked
up in some hamlet in England. and all
those pretty bits, queer it is true, but
which placed here and there, make one
feel a certain richness Of possession that
never comes with imitation joys The
pretty girl, who has saved her money to
come TO the city to get her winter hat
goes from milliner 10 milhner and won
ders what she shall get. Each chapeau
is so much more delightful than the other
one that she stands wondering, hoping
and wishing that she could decide. one
of the prettiest hats seems nothing but a
twist of velvet. 1t might have been worn
by lady of Venice 1t is a gorgeous pur-
pie. set back so that 1t seems to frame
ming is nothing but high quill spangled
with steel. This seems the most attrac-
tive then there is another. There always
is another-another woman, another bon
net or another frock, and when you have
got one you always want the other That
is life.
There was a bonnet made of white kid
shaped like a square Dutch bonnet, with
a frill Of the kid spangled with gold all
around 1t and a gold aigret at one side.
The woman who wore it was fitted to 1t,
or 1t TO her. That is the aim nowadays.
Every girl wishes II to be known that
she studies out types and that no dress
maker ever designs her frocks or any OF
her belongings. Sine is particular to get her
hat so that it is absolutely suited to her
face as well as TO the century to which
she seems best suited. 1t is a little odd
that England furnishes few picturesque
costumes Al least If you look at the pic
ture of Anne Hathaway you are certain
that she was scold, while the women al
the court were at once magnificent and
slovenly in their get up. France taught
us good manners, taught us to be dainty
and made US fully understand the charm
of a woman. She (for one always speaks of
France as she) and Germany are as differ
ent as Scotch and rye whisky. The Ger
ponderous and bought with an idea that
il will last for centuries. The Frenchwo-
man buys for chic and wears her furs or
her laces for a year, a day or an hour
and then forgets them or losses them TO
her maid.
Her great devotion this season is given
10 furs, and. by the bye my young friend,
II takes woman with peculiarly good
shape to wear a cape wen. One which is
"A iG nf
fur. the kind called caracal, with a Dor
der-quite a broad one-of fine chinchilfa.
The fluffy collar comes far up about the
throat, giving a soft look to the skin. An
other wrap, which only a Frenchwoman
could wear, and which has the look of the
cape worn by some coquette who is pos
ing as gentle Puritan, is of dark fur
with a cape coming to the shoulders. the
long ends crossing in front and hanging at
the back. The high collar is open in front
and long lace jabot hangs far down and
contrasts we'll with the fur while the turn
ed over collar shows it's lining of ermine.
Mademoiselle, who stops at the tea
room on the boulevard at o'clock 10
get cup of chocolate and some of
those dainty little cakes, wears a short
close-htting sealskin jacket double breast
ed and closed with tortoise shell buttons
The big revers are of white silk overlaid
with green and outlined in fine pattern
with black soutache braid. Everybody
looks at this body but nobody speaks to
this body, whose carriage is the hand
soonest that drives around the lake An
other coat IS of sealskin fitted in the
back and having just down the front one
strange band of a lighter fur that ends in
an animals head, while beyond on the
left side is a puckered ruffie of the same
The collar, high up to the ears, is lined
with fancy brocade. The muff Is seal
NnraFh Iterlnf far..
and the head of an animal that looks
like an intelligent parrot perched on one
side.
There are such things as intelligent par
rots. met one once upon a time who
died an early and pious death. He knew
how to say his prayers, but he sang them
TO the tune of THE Star -Spangled Ban
ner!' He was taken on visit to Paris,
got the consumption, was attended by
two monkey doctors and is buried in
Pere la Chaise. His mistress went into
white mourning for him, for he had al
ways preferred white ribbons and white
wine. For intelligence that parrot was
what is vulgarly known as a "corker."
He had his likes and dislikes, and his
dislNes suffered. His vocabulary was
enormous. The young woman who owned
him had an aunt-Frenchwomen run TO
aunts. Tou Tou did not like her. One
evening a large dinner party was given
hiatt kind of dinner party that costs a
man lot of money, but does not trou-
BILE a woman. Tou Tou came in to greet
the guests, and, meeting the aged aunt
refused to speak to her. His mistress
slapped him. The guests pleaded for him
but he suddenly disappeared. Alas foI
Tou Tout Alas for the aunt! She gave
one ven and jumped from her chair while
Tou Tou yelled; "Ain't her legs thin?''
That night the aunt told the niece that
either she or Tou Tou would leave the
house at once. The niece said it would
not be Tou Tou. As they had a first
class chef, and the wines We're good and
she wasn't asked to get up early. both
Tou Tou and The aunr staid. Both were
wise in their own generation, and on the
tombstone Of little Tou Tou, who died OF
the govt, is engraved:
Tn Bon Vivant
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I'm Epigrammatiste