Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1907-03-23

The scent III the ssscbrtsl doth quick
eli my veins
Thc canyon streams chasing ana chin.
Ing
The breath of the hills reaches over ihd
plains
And my spirit grows restless for climb
ing
II came IN to buy shape" said the
woman from the country to the digni-
fled clerk looking her heudsomest at
ono Of the openings
You mean Crane We don't sell
them any more.
~ mean shape, to he stare ! used
to be able TO buy one for 80 cents
Eve don't sell them any more, re-
peatcd the dignired clerk. making no
further correction as to the name OF
this uu0dOrred device Of headgear,
We'll newell" exclaimed the woman
dlsgustedly- "tr that amt gratts
Can't buy shape I'LL it's trimmed. ana
then II costs YOU $50 in place Of SO cents.
Guess G'll have to make one out of spnte
Kind OF etIifenln'-"
Ask your mother for 80 cents
no bus a shape-ttwiN save expense
a bit Of lace, 4 bit Of uard.
And feathers from your chicken yard,
And lo. You have the combination
A chic. Partisan creation,
"siNty-Aye dollars!" gasped another
good woman from the country. and by
the way. t65 seems tO be the popular
price FOR the strictly sp.tp date hat
Sos sells the hat every time. IL s SIM
ply not worth considering II II has not
that figure placed upon it, But to the
woman from the country.
''iiNty-fve dollars for that fright!'
she continued
n wouldn't give s. cents for IT," said
her friend. Look al them feathers. fur
all the world like them ON me Old Inpn-
gre hem
"Well, Of course, everybody accor1in'
TO lhS taste, but that wouldn't be my
tasSe.'
70. a ,Ss s.. plume they calls that
just as soon have plain willows In
mine.
And they call this pertcsler kind.
| mushroom and Ia ruther have the
real article inside q me
So much for conversation, which may
not dc considered strictly high class,
as you pass through the thronss at
tho openings"
Think OF women paying So for a hat.
| 10 wear Tor Il little season while there
ere little children In our midst suffering
for the bare necessities of ltre-brpad
and butter and clothes. II seems in
conceivable. Yet 1t is go, and 1t is
| certainly all Wrong, a society woman
WAS looking a one Of these expensive
| hats the day of one of the openings,
ana she felt that she should not pav
| such a price-thOugh she said OF course,
! the hat was cheap very cheap at that
| price She gased al It, and turned II
| about, aud put II on for perhaps the
| lortleth time, and sighed. and WON
dered ana pOndered. And was about
io decide against It owing to the ex-
trstvagant figure placed upon II. oven
though II Was cheap to be sure, when
| unoIher society woman happened n
and went into OBSTACLES over such a
| glorious creation. Twas enough The
| hat was ordered sent to the first soce-
| ~ woman, of course, and the price7
| someone must pay the price And all
because society Is built Jhat way--the
| price eofnpensates for all that is lacking
| IN sood taste, good form. ana common
sense,
II is stislnge the e1rect child can
| produce upon the deeper and harder
| problems of life, A powerful Influence
| fer good is little child. AT one of
me performances Of Madam Butterfly
| . NQlnan-nOt a good wonan--sat with
hars, face and dry eyes. seemingly I'M
touched by all that rendering OF at once
! Joyous and heart brea king melody
| Completely lost. ana shut out from ali
tha' Is soft, tender. aud divine, be-
cause she chose 1t to be SO. People
We're weeping all about her. even big
| strong men- Still. she sat unmoy ed.
and the smile OF rldicuIe fitted over het.
PAINT ed c0Un1enanc &c from time To time,
| as she seemed 10 twit a Conpanion
about 1t who was not so utterly lost to
tears But by ana by, the little child
| liitIe Trouble, entered upon the scene.
ana IL was sufficient. And this woman
| hot a good wOman--bo we'd her head
hid her face In hsr handkerchief and
scbbed With the rest
Another wcman--s good woman. and
mother-sat weeping her heart away
AMI when this curtain had fallen, shut.
ing out the ittle angel face, THAI was
10 receive mother kisses no more. she
rose hutriedly and said between sobs,
oh, let us fiy | cannot rest TN L gel
home 10 my baby
LADY BABBTE.