The times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1897-1901, 1900-05-27
CLOTHES FOR COUNTRY
What My Lady Needs for Her SUM-
mer Campaign.
Pointers for Those Who Are PInn-
ming TO Visit Rural Retreats. Yet
Insist Upon Stylish. Simple Toilets.
What 10 Have in the Way of n
Garden Party and Luncheon Dress.

NEW YORK. May 26.-"1 went, saw.
and l admit / purchased all three. and
now that they are at home. swathed in
tissue paper wrappings. packed and ready
for our fight to the country, / feel my
head al least is going to be decently
clothed"
Maisie. what are you talking about?'
enquired the hostess coming forward to
pour the yellow cream and sprinkle the
snowy sugar on a saucer full of the red
dest. sweetest berries.
why, my new hats was the answer,
as thirty-two faultless white teeth met in
the centre of a giant berry. They are
simply stunning. and l shall harry your
Kind soul with envy while l tell you of
their beauties. One is for the morning d
turban toque, the crown of dead gold
straw, and the billowy brim, made in two
great rolls like the sides of a high-cas;s
Brahmin's turban, of pleated oat straw
colored erin. Through the mesh OF the
erin you can see, if you observe closely. IA
stuffing Of palest yellow tulle. and then
massed at one side of the crown is a hand
full OF mixed red and black cherries with
purple gooseberries. When I skillfuliy
poise this handsome crest on top of tot
let of stitched mauve toile decorated with
tailored vest and skirt straps of lily half
queen. / must admit the impression is
strangely fiattering to my already highly
cultivated sense of vanity
Don't my dear Pauline. insist that am
not vain.' went on Maisie with a mis-
Oh; NJ,
my weakness is the effect of hat number
two. / am going to wear that hat to
luncheons and golf games and yacht races
and fill every women who sees it with
envy and despair. because it is such pure
capelre in form and made wholly of pleat-
ed silk muslin. in Malmaison pink stitch
ed uopn foundation of white mohair. Di-
rectly in front of the crown is a careless
~ graceful cluster of fine white double
spirea flowers, with its green foliage, and
above this four white Mercury wings, tip
ped with black. are poised, light as a but
teriy on rose.
Papa calls it song without words.
spring song you know, and when a hat
of mine actually enchains the attention and
extracts a compliment from my unpoetic
parent ] know that it possesses beauty OF
10 COiullCN NOW, III OWn
mind my affections are divided between
the radiant capeline and my Marie Antoi-
nette which enslaved me on sight and
was bought especially for embroidered
batiste toilets. painted muslin frocks. and
Watteau occasions. The crown is panne
of a silyery blue. girt by five folds of
stitched silk muslin of a deeped shade of
blue. and fastened every one by wee tur
quoise set buckles. Up the side of the
r1f he IF I'm
briar roses. all made of silk muslin, and
then the graceful bent brim is OF pastel
blue silk muslin drawn upon a wide wire
frame and finished all about with a full
moss roll Of the muslin. This novel COM
pletion for the hat brim is made by pick
ing up the muslin in very close set tucks
run with darker blue sewing silk and fast
ened in the fluffy caves OF this hat. Di-
rectly in front is a gorgeous buckle OF gold
and blue enamel. in which azure field in
fnitesimal brilliants are sunk
You will look an angel. Maisie. and
play the part of little demon. l know"
said the hostess confidently. for when you
are most aware OF your becoming clothes
you are most dangerous to the peace OF
mind of any unlucky man who crosses
your path. Who is to be the victim of
those hats. / wonder?"
Now, Pauline, you perfectly well know
your accusations are wholly unjust One
must be decently dressed. and it's my be-
lief that becoming hat is the vital point
in every woman's toilet. You may wear a
faultless gown and be an extremely pretty
woman withal. but IL your hat is gloomy
or grotesque or out Of turn or not becon-
ing. all your effort is in vain. The French
may continue to say that with good shoes
and gloves and bit of lace any woman is
well dressed, but profound consideration
has persuaded me that the hat is the
thing"
well. here comes our girl from the |
West. What does she say" asked the |
hostess, as Miss San Francisco kissed them |
both and turned hungrily to the cake |
basket.
Hats" enouired tho girl. "Ah they
are not at all in my line this summer. I'm |
booked for some quiet springs where all |
the girls go in for an Arcadian season of |
sun-burned beauty, bingham gowns, and |
mild fiirtations. My most formal hat is a
sailor-just plain white sailor. with a
high crown. band of lustreIess white cloth
drawn through white and gilt buckle on
one side; but make no secret Of the fact