The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1905-07-15

about in the friendly shadows of the
trees that overhang the lagoon. Some
side OF the hill or the. bank of the
creek. Others walked down lovers
lane only to realize again what a hol-
low mockery it was, brightly illumin-
down and coolies of rubber-necks
every step. The .chaperon, however,
had an idea, Lets go over and see
where the bands going to play next
week. she said to her escort in her
artless Japanese way, and they wan
dered toward the band stand with the
little enclosure of reserved seats in
front. 1t was perfectly deserted, no.
body in sight and after they had as
sured themselves of this he helped her
seats over in the corner where the big
bass drum should be, and decided that
that was something like.
But along about half after II o'clock
when her charges had exhausted the
amusements of the place, and the
lights in the carousel went out and it
was almost time for the last car, the
chaperon, who had been oblivious of
the lapse of time became conscious
of the fact that somebody was calling
her name and out in front in the re-
served seat section were half a dozen
| of the girls and boys whose mothers
had entrusted them to her care.
Aren't we ever going home ~ they
called out. Its almost time for the
last car Then as the chaperon and
her escort started up guiltily and
CROPPED their way to the front Of the
stage. one of the boys said: 1--WE had
the worst time finding you We've
been hearing you all evening but we
couldn't imagine where you were. So
we lust followed the Sound of your
voices, Funny how far the sounding
shell reflects them"
The sounding shell! They turned
and looked behind them. Sure enough!
It was the first they had thought of it
but they had been sitting all evening
the sounding shell which carries a
murmur all over the park. But don't
blame them. No doubt if there had
been a whispering gallery they would
| have chosen that.
CONGRESSMAN w. Y. Morgan of
Hutchinson writes of his first trip in a
foreign land. Coming into country
where your language is not generally
spoken is always a little trying" just
like a veteran; here is his first glimpse
| of gay "Paree" and Parisians: I'm
the afternoon and evening the Raris
streets look like spring millinery
| opening-also like a display of
samples of fine hosiery. Perhaps
| ought not to go into the subject, but
Paris if I left it out, and I warn any
Kansan who may venture this way.
When a Partisan lady walks along a
sidewalk that is perfectly clear and
clean she daintily lifts her dress so as
to display only the top of her shoe,
maybe an inch or two more. Some
times she thoughtlessly raises the
gown a little higher When she
reaches the street crossing-but I had
better stop, for she doesn't. I have al
ways been of the opinion that under
such circumstances a plain, respectful
man should look the other way and /
have a crick in my neck from looking
the other way-since I came to
Paris. Remember this is in fine
weather when the walks and crossings
are clean. They say that when the
walks are muddy the result is even
more startling to a staid observer
from Kansas. If the weather gets bad
don't know what I will do
Clothes experts fight shy of making
| definite prophecies that before long II
will be good form tc wear a low cut
bodice at daylight functions, such as
| church and house weddings, teas an6
| afternoon musicals. but most of then
| admit that the indications point to sucf
a fashion. gays a writer in the New
| York Sun.
| There are dIessma!Sers in New Yprl
| and worren of fashion, toe. who remem-
| Der very we'll time when women OF