The Bennington evening banner. (Bennington, Vt.) 19??-1961, 1912-12-06

the woman's page-'How 70 make a
handsome evening dress out of an old
lace curtain or a dressing sack ont OF
a silk handkerchief trimmed with yOu
fathers old neckties plated into Tiny
edgings'"
Mrs. Blake laughed and followed iei
upstairs. They soon had the girls bed
covered with odds and ends ransacSra
from both wardrobes.
Esther finally sat down, an old fash
Toned lavender and white delaine dress
that had belonged to her mothers
more youthful days lying in her lap.
II really can make up lovely little
evening dress out of this" she exulted
Il wonder it's not been made over long
ago"
Mrs. Blake did not tell her she had
kept it packed away in lavender and
tender memories because it was the
dress she had worn as bride the first
Sunday at st. Johns when she came to
the then strange town.
Il can manage with the dresses. bu;
| don't see how anything less than a
miracle could produce the shoes and
gloves that ought to go with them.
One could perhaps find recipe for a
pair Of long white gloves to go with
the short elbow sleeves | intend max
ing for my little lavender dress If there
only were time TO read enough wom-
ans pages. They might say. Take the
old silk stockings of your Aunt Eliza
and crochet proper finish. fastening
with the pearl buttons taken from your
grandfather's white MORE vest but
I'm sure it would take more intellect
than | can command to put them to-
gether properly and evolve a pair of
long white gloves"
Mrs Blake suddenly sparkled with
animation.
why. Esther Blake, speaking of
miracles. I've had a pair of white
gloves. the kind you want. lying in the
bottom Of my trunk for FIVE years.
They may be a little yellow. but we
can have them cleaned. and there's
plenty of time for the odor of gasoline
to wear off them"
She didn't tell the girl the history OF
those gloves.
Five years before when the rector
was having more financial difficulties
than it seemed right for one man to
have. he had read the marriage service
for one OF the wealthiest young men In
the town 1t was quiet home wed.
ding, and the bridegroom had laugh
ingly presented him with the brides
gloves as a souvenir.
The rector always had been in the
habit of giving all wedding fees to his
wife for her own personal use
When he upon his return home gave
her the gloves she had tossed them in
to her trunk. wondering in the depth
Of her heart what earthly use the
bridegroom thought those gloves would
do her financially distressed husband.
She now found them in the very bot
tom of her trunk and tossed them into
Esther's lap
After all these years. my dear. may
be they will be Of service. They be
longed TO one bride Perhaps they will
prove talisman to bring happiness to
a girl who is just engaged"
Esther unwrapped one glove from
the other and commenced smoothing
them out. They were long and soft.
OF the finest suede.
She slipped one OF them on to
straighten the fingers. then turned them
in establishment
Mamma Blake" she exclaimed, her
face crimson with excitement, there
is piece of paper money folded in
every blessed finger OF this blessed
glover
Mrs. Blake turned pale and picked
up the mate that had fallen unheeded
to the floor
"Cal your father. dearie." she said
in an awed whisper There's a ten
dollar note In each Of these fingers. As
badly as we've needed money at times.
I've had a hundred dollars lying IN my
trunk for FIVE years"
when Or. Blake came he sat down
on the edge of the bed. and the three
stared hopelessly at the long white
gloves
"I'll go this very afternoon and thank
Mr. Carter" he said. looking slightly
dazed Perhaps he will overlook the
thanks being several years delayed
when tell him my little girl is going
to wear these gloves at her own we'd
ding"