The times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1897-1901, 1900-04-08

NEW YORK. April do you realize
that spring is here and that one Of the
most important missions in life is 10 spend
hours in the park watching the arrival
Of the birds and flowers and
There row. Masie." interrupted the
hostess. from the depths OF a gilded cane
srm chair. softened with rosy satin cush-
lens. don't be a hypocrite, remain your
own sweet natural truthful self and con-
fess you never knew there were any birds
or flowers to be seen yet, nor any park FOR
that matter, until you put on that eflec-
tive new frock you are wearing in order
10 walk abroad at the solicitation Of you-
tall blonde best young man. I'll warrant
he told you it was a becoming frock and
so il is too" admitted the hostess. letting
her pink wool work. that exactly matched
the satin Of her chair cushions and :he
petals Of the great bowl of roses beside
her, slip UNDECIDED to the floor. while she
leaned back to get a fairer view OF the
slender young woman standing before hsr.
With great amiability Masie rcvolved
slowly on her heel showing her skirt Of
nicble grey cloth laid all about in Sc
ries OF pleats held down by tiny round
steel buttons. her pointed waist coat Of
the same materials but with Two reysrs
OF pale green pompadour brOcade. her To-
lero coat Of grey with black velvet decord-
tion Of the revers and cuffs and an inner
vest OF pale green sUrah with a neckue Of
cream chiffon.
I like your hat, too" confessed the
hostess. in a friendly tone. and regarding
the chic little toque Of grey gros grain
silk with bunch of mixed pink and yellow
primroses at one side.
"Oh. thank you" kindly replied Maisie
dropping 8 courtesy. and then drawing up
a chair in order to help herself to fairy
like slices Of toast and sniff luNuriously
at her ease the blushing oountenances Of
the costly roses.
Some people" went on the girl. re-
fusing tea with the hippant assertion that
toast and roses were an ample diet for any
woman in such weather. may not know
that my hat is the freshest thing in the
garden OF chapeauX. This is what is called.
in the language of the fashionable MILL
ner the Beretta shape. very jerky and
impudent. don't you think, for a copy OF
an ecclesiastical idea. Ell? l bought it
along with the most ravissante little white
chip garnished with white chiffon over
pale green tafeta- To one side sits a
cluster Of grapes so succulently green. so
entirely true TO nature, that I expect 10
be followed by aocks Of hungry and sd-
miring birds whenever I wear il"
Rather early in the day for white chips.
st seems to me" commented the listener,
going back to her pink wool and work nee
die industry.
rPerhaps." was the toast mufied admis-
sion, but there is nothing like skimming
the cream Of the season You slow coach
es. like Mrs Van KnickerbOCker and 9TH
ers. who wait for the sun to declare his
powers and spring to prove her presence
in leaves as broad as your hand. are apt TO
of millinery ground today and incidentally
fell a victim to the sweetest thing in red.
Ripe geranium red and a tOque at that for
apparently the big rounding turban shaped
hats are not going to relax in the least
the tenacity Of their hold on public esteem.
And now. Pauline. remember this when
YOU 90 10 buy that the tOQue OF tucked
chiffon is supreme. Onto a frame OF wire
a width Of plisse chiffon is wound most ar
tistically, coming TO an airy mound over
the brow and in the top and sides Of this
beetling cloud, 50 to speak, a cluster, the
shaded flowers are planted. Ny sweet red
toque wears a handful OF the most natural
looking geraniums and then I fasten ii on
when I assume it, with a pair OF hatpins
ornamented with weeny baskets in silver
set with marcassite stones"
Mrs Back Bay. who has become such
a glass Of fashion and mold OF form. was
IN here for a bit this afternoon spoke