Delaware gazette and state journal. (Wilmington, Del.) 1883-1902, 1900-08-23

you for that draught that makes Mary
Jane appaar as o goddess and James
Henry as ia hero. The sallownees OF
James complexion why, James Henry
never sees itl The peevishness Of her
voice he never hears it. He only sees
40 angelic beauty and hears angels
tones. Ard that coarse alcoholic flush
on James llenry's cheek to Mary Jane
Is only siinkissed. And that harsh
tone in his voice is to her but manly
chord. Bless you, Oberon, for that
drug; rub 1t on our eyeids again."
But you Will get very tired OF hear
ing all this, Beth. You know the
Cynio and l. ofttimss talk deal of
nonsense, but / could not write you
about clothes this week and fine
raiment. Nothing, however beautiful
looks attractive these hot days, and
the humidity somehow seems to put
me IN d retrospectire thoughtful atmos-
phere, and you agree with me, Beth,
that 1t were better we idealize each
other less, Ii is best, don t you see.
not to ind fault Sir Galahad, though
be may be selfish at home, rides and
fights In the land that lies beyond the
sunset, while you and l spend much Of
our time hirtiDgy wearing fine clothes
and going to shows. And the Sir
(ialahads OF Today are not lad sorts,
after all. We, are Eo saints, none of
us. Yet 10 most of us there is some-
thing good. 1t wants finding, that is
all. And the men we oritioise are not
as commonplace as .ofttimes we think.
Those we'll fed city-m those Gaiety
Johnnies, within each one lies the
hidden hero Fate, the goulptor,
chose to Use his chisel. And loutish
Tom, who is. fond Of his dinner and
the sporting page of his paper, has In
him the making of brave man, may
hap, would Fate but shake him out of
his ease. Even j das had his moments
of nobility. Virtue lies like the gold
Ia quartz, there Is not much Of it and
much pains has to be spent extracting
it. Nature seems to think it worth her
while to hide the good. Perchance
there is reason for the quartz, per-
chance therenis a reason for the evil
and folly. who Knows2
As the Cynic and I walked to the
road to take our cab, he looked very
thoughtful, but / had said my say,
was able. womanlike, to change the
current of my thought 10 minute,
and when l. saw girl in. white mohair
standing nearby, my woman's eye took
in the measurement of her costume in
an instant, and ] knew you would
never forgive me il / did not tell you
something of the peacock's raiment in
Mayfair, so ] viii Just whisper that
white inohair is the thing for this
summers wear. One sees 1t tucked
and plain and fiounced. This affair
was made with plain skirt tucked
down the sides to the knees; the waist
| showed the new back, that ia to say
| one stretched without any seams. The
front was of tiny horizontal tucks and
| the sleeves wefe as plain and tight
| fitting as mans coat sleeve. The
COLLAR had the new chic touch of gilt
braid about three inches wide, an6
| there was a belt Of the same. / forgot
to say that the ,tueks were stitched
With yellow silk and it IL this touch Of
gilt that gives all the new gowns their
modish appearance. Women seem to
have decided the gold question for
themselves, and Bryan the silver man
would have. Eut little recognition in
| the world Of fashion. Alas, this girl,
| who looked particularly stunning In
this tnodish gown, ruined her appear
\ anoe by adopting one of those bright
green wells, which but a few weeks
| ago were one OF the most treasured
possessions in milady of fashion e
trunk but which today mark the Sixth
avenue and Eighth avenue promenaders,
50 that the haut monde have entirely
discarded them. Slt is good thing,
too, my dear, as green was very trying
TO our compilations. 4 81 Portia.