The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1907-07-24
the SPRING
SEWIKGt.

Every spring I go perfectly MAJ
over sewing things" said The Wide"
and every summer finds me with il
money all spent end nothing to wes.
"A Ia Flora McFlimsy, of Maa.s- :.
squareT" queried The Girl.
"Nd. mean It literally" The Wia
ow replied
You see, there used to be children"
she continued, with far away look In
her eyes, "and always in the spring /
made all their little dresses for tie
summer. And SO. even yet, the long.
Ing to sew comes up In my soul every
spring like perennial in the garden.
Just as soon as the shop people be-
gin to fiji their windows with pretty
lawns and dimities, the madness be-
gins. OF course, there aren't any
babies any more for me to make things
for, but just the same I can picture
dainty gowns and can fancy myself ar
rayed in frocks SO simple that know
perfectly well can make them myself
for half what they would cost to have
made.
so, the first bright day that comes
l go shopping; and pretend to DELHI
crate wisely over everything, while all
the time l am intoxicated with the
prospective Joy of making clothes, and
am merely trying to prolong my &C.
stasy.
After time select a delicate pink
lawn and dress length Of white
dimity with blue corn flowers on 1t,
and another with green leaves and
stripes, and ! get linen and piQue and
crash to make half dozen dresses all
white; and buy yards and yards Of
lace and spools and spools OF thread
and lots Of braid and many paper pat.
terms, and pair Of new scissors; and
I'm In such frantic haste to begin to
sew that carry half my bundles with
me; and on my way home I rent O
machine with all the attachments,
and tell the sewing machine people
that 1t positively must be delivered i'm.
mediately.
For weeks sew madly, with occa-
sionally sprints over to Sixth avenue
for more lace for this or more inser.
ton for that; and every time some
other piece Of goods lures me, and I
buy enough for another frock or a
waist or something; and always the
next day the balance of the same goods
Is advertised at bargain sale and
sold for third less than paid.
After the machine Is taken away.
and all the scraps are thrown out and
everything is once more In calm re-
pose and the furniture Is no longer dis.
guised by frills and Innings and paper
patterns and things. there1l be waist
discovered with sleeves only lightly
basted in; therell be a skirt minus a
waistband or with hem or facing un-
stitched; and something will be too
short and something else will be too
long; and the things made from pat.
terms that did not allow for seams
will be big enough for the fat lady at
Coney, and those that did ALLOW for
seams will be too small for any nor
NAL woman that weighs a hundred and
forty pounds-meaning yourself.
well, every year 1t ends the same
way-by the time the fever to sew has
left my money is all spent, and there
isn't single thing that ! can wear
and maintain my self-respect. The
maid gets some. the laundress gets the
rest, and l get through the summer
somehow, with one or two cheap ready.
made gowns, bought as a makeshift,
and not single pretty, dainty frock
to my name.
Every summer declare I'll never
do 1t again, but every spring that same
madness for sewing grips my vitals,
and it's the same ridiculous spree all
over again.
1--WE conceived plan though for
this year-I'm going to make dear,
cute little baby things-they won't be
nearly so expensive, and ! can send
them to the children's home or hospi.
tai or something"
The next time The Girl found The
Widow she was sitting amid heaps OF
snowy lawn and reels of lace edging,
and the pattern" was a tiny little
frock, all yellow from age, and torn
as by child at play.
But The Widow did not sew-she
buried her face in the wee garment
and sobbed.
And the spell of the sewinglust was