The daily morning journal and courier., 1904-01-18
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AO4ACl IL ciid44 CAlJOS 4lC<AA in South America?" unused the girl in the flannel dressing sack as she waved the girl in the brown-cloth jacket away from the slightly open window.
 South AmeSica?" echoed the brown clad girl. Have you had a quarrel with Harry?"
 NO. Harry's still darling" ex- plained the dressing-sack girl, but I've been counting up and find that I shall either to stay in bed all next win ter or go some place wher can wear organdies and white duck. Come up to my room and I'll show you what my difficulty is"
 In her little white chamber she began dragging out boxes and drawers, each full of white filmy summer things, gowns of baby blue, hats of fragile structure and piles of lace and lawn, none of which looked as if it had been disturbed n it's tissue-paper nest snce is came from shop or dressmaker.
 You'll have to excuse the dust on the boxes," went on the dressing-sack girl, but most of these haven't been touched since last spring. See that? All val lace and dinity 1ounces and ivory baby ribbon. Ordinarily, wouldn't a summer grl just revei in that? When I ordered it expected to make Harry propose to me when I wore 1t on a nloonwashed, vine-hung porch of a summer cottage. In reality he pro- posed on the golf links one cold, gray day, when my nose was blue and my hands like ice, in spite of my wooden sweater and hobnaied shoes. And look at this. Did you ever see anything so deliciously cool as this ldream in green and white? Wouldn't it be a delight at ; a garden party with the mercury near the hundred mark? There-you needn't t have a chill for it. These pique skirts were to be my best frend on tennis court and croquet and this cream fan- mel sailor sUit-by the way, I have been i n 8 boat just once this season. and then the waves tossed so and the rain fell so hard and the icy wind blew out of the north so mereiiessly that I was threatened with pneumonia for a week.
 Here are my shirt waists. Eight dollars apiece, and five of them never even out of the box. And as for hats who can brave these Klondike winds and wintry rains which are blessing our gentle summer in such snowy Dlumes, chiffon rosettes and crush roses as these? I am counting though, on vera ing my boxes of white gloves at next winters teas"
 l But" put in the brown-cIad girl consolingiy, you may be able to wear these gowns next summer if the fash ions don't change too much. And ] can't see what all this has to do with your spending your winter in the trop- ics."
 Simply this,p walled the dressing sack girl in tragic tones. Papa always gives me on my birthday, in March, my yearly allowance flor clothes. He says 1t teaches me to spend my money care l fully. This spring took an inventory Of my wardrobe and decided that with a hat or two and few shoes. I could get through next winter with what ] had especially as I possessed brand. new tailor suit, and my furs were new last Christmas. So I invested almost the whole of my years allowance 1T summer things-and here they are. II the meantime I've had to live in my winter clothes, till haven't a skirI which isn't frayed about the bottom, ol a jacket with a decent lining. Even mN corksoled shoes are wreck and my 1 flannel waists look like sives at the el.
 bows. I don't own a presentable growl or wrap besides these chilly, crisp sum
 mer things, and I cant ask papa fo money till rousseau time-we're to b,
 married next Easter, you know.''
 Perhaps suggested the brown clad girl with sympathetic shiver, "yo, might pawn these things for a padded Jacket and a pair of calf boots. "-Chi cago News.