Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1914-12-18

Jd1udS, except lHdL more ana more
women are wearing EN-, and that no
girl would dream of going away to
school without her six sets of pa
jamas. Why, girl in a regulation
nightie at one of their midnight
spreads would be ostracized OF
course I've thought up couple of new
kinks in 'em-new ways of cutting and
all that, and there's one n1odel-a
washable crepe, for travelling, that
doesn't need to be- pressed-but I'll
talk about that later"
T. A. Buck was trying to put in a
word of objection, but she would have
none of it. But at Emma McChes-
ney's next words his indignation
would brook no barriers.
Now" she went on, the feature of
the knickerbockers will be this:
They've got to be ready for the boys
spring trip, and in all the larger cities,
especially in the hustling middle west
ern towns, and along the coast, too,
| I'm planning to have the knickerbock-
| ers introduced at private and eXclu-
sive exhibitions, and worn by-get
this, please-worn by living models.
One big store in each town, see? Half
a dozen good-looking girls"
| Never" shouted r. A. Buck, white
and shaking. Never This firm has
| always had name for dignity, solid
ness, conservatism"
"Then it's just about time it lost
that reputation. It's all very well to
hang on to your dignity when you're
on solid ground, but when you feel
things slipping from under you the
thing to do is to grab on to anything
that'll keep you on your feet for a
while at least. tell you the women
will go wild over the knickerbocker
idea. They've been waiting for it.
Its a wildcat scheme disputed
Buck holly. Its drowning man S
straw, and just about as helpful I'm
a reasonable man"
"All unreasonable men say that, >"
smiled Emma McChesney.
I'm a reasonable man, l say.
/ And heaven knows have the interest
of this firm at heart. But this is go
ing too far If we're going to smash
| We'll go decently, and with our name
| untarnished. Pajamas are bad
enough But when it comes to the
! firm of T. A. Buck being represented
| by - by - living model husstes stalk
ing about in satin tights like chorus
| girls, why"
In Emma McChesney's alert, cleo
| trio mind there leapt about a dozen
plans for winning this man over.
Il expected just this she said.
"And l prepared for it, She crossed
| swiftly to her desk, opened drawer,
and took out a fiat package. Il ex-
| pected opposition. That's why l had
these samples made up to show you.
designed them myself, and tore up
SO patterns before | struck one that
suited me. Here are the pajamas.'
She lifted out a dainty, shell-pink
garment, and shook it out before the
half-interested, half-unwilling eyes of
T. A. Buck
This is the jacket. Buttons on the
left; see? Instead of the right, as it
would in a mans garment. Semi-sail-
or collar, with knotted soft silk scarf.
Oh, it's just little kink, but they'll
love it. They're actually becoming.
I've tried EN-. Notice the frogs and
cord. Pretty neat, yes? Slight flare
at the hips. Makes EN- set and hang
right. Perfectly straight like a mans
coat"
T. A. Buck eyed the garments with
grudging admiration.
"Oh, that part of it don't sound so
| unreasonable, although l don't believe
there is much of demand for that
kind of thing. But the other-the-
the knickerbocker things-that's not
even practical 1t win make an ugly
garment, and the women who would
fall for fad like that wouldn't be of
the sort to wear an ugly piece of
lingerie. 1t isn't to be thought of Sc
riously-"
Emma McChesney stepped to the
door of the tiny wash room off her
office and threw it open.
Miss La Moves! We're ready for
YOU"
And there emerged from the inner
room a trim, 1.-THE, almost boyishly
slim figure attired in a hewitchingly
skittish-looking garment consisting Of
knickerbockers and snug brassiere of
kings blue satin messaline. Dainty
black silk stockings and tiny buckled
slippers set off the whole effect.
Miss La Moves, said Emma Nc
Chesney, almost solemnly, this is Mr..
T. A. Buck, president of the firm.
Miss La Noyes, of the Gay Social
Whirl' company
Miss La Moves bowed slightly and
rested one white hand at her side in
an attitude of nonchalant ease.
PLEASED, I'm shaw" she said, in
a clear, high voice.
And, Charmed replied T. A. Buck,
his years and breeding standing him
in good stead now.
Emma McChesney laid a kindly
hand on the girls shoulder. Turn
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