The daily commonwealth. (Greenwood, Leflore Co., Miss.) 1916-1919, 1917-03-07
4 QUESTION OF DRESS
BY EARL REEL sILvERs.


II wish l could take you over to the
! horse show In New York tomorrow
night" said Jim Chambers, speaking
| with the frankness of an engaged
young man to his %worshiping fancee.
"But l can't. I'm dead broke"
Edythe Merritt sighed r~esignedly.
III you only could" she suggested,
II would my green ~taffeta."
SWELL, why not wear It to the club
tonightY
II can't; it's an afternoon dress"
"What's 1t Iike?"
Edythe manifested q slight degree
Of interest.
"Ill let you see q picture of it II you
care to-" she said rising. "It's in the
April Ladies' STAR"
"Here 1t u.s." explained Edythe, open
ing the magazine and indicating n Of
three young ladies' representing the
very latest of spring styles. sand
WE'LL lSut lHat StfdHSc1
"Isn't what STRANGE"
"Why on this very page is the pat
tern for Doris Towards evening
Dress"
Jlm's eyes opened wide. A picture
Of the country club bazaar as his SIS
ter had described it flashed before him,
"yYhich nno9W ho oSlaod
"The one next to mine. Ny, but it's
pretty"
"Not so pretty as yours. You have
a new hat to 60 with the dress, haven't
you" F.;
Eyes! Would you like to see it1''
"Sure; 60 up and put 1t on"
Edythe hurried upstairs; and as
soon as she had disappeared, Jim
seized the magazine she had laid on
the table and looked long and earnest
ly at a picture of a dimpled young
lady in blue satin, covered with silk
net of the same shade. Then, hearing
signs of activity from the room above.
he hastily drew forth a pen-knife and
cut picture and description of the girl
from the printed page.
After supper that evening, before
he took Edythe to the bazaar at the
country club, Jim drew a slip Of paper
from his pocket and consumed Is long
minutes in learning. word for word,
the detailed description of a certain
evening gown. Reaching the club, he
wandered around with seeming aim.
~lessness. gradually drawing his com
panion toward a certain anteroom, over
the door Of which were emblazoned
the words, 1.-THE Great Dress Descrip |
ton Contest"
tits a guessing contest" the girl ex-
planned. Doris Howard has on her
new evening dress. Any mar who
thinks he knows anything about
dresses is given five minutes in which
to write q description Of it. The one
WHO writes the best description wins
the prize Of twenty-five dollars. !
II ought to know a lot about dresses,
hearing you describe yours all the
time" said Jim thoughtfully. II guess
I'll take a chance"
He entered the room and was seated
at a table with paper and pencil before
him.
Jim glanced at Doris Howard, who
was standing IN a slightly raised plat
form at the far end Of the room. Smil-
ing confidently, he set to work.
"This beautiful evening gown is of
pink satin, silk net of the same shade
and maize silk net bordered with gold
spangles, che wrote. 1.-THE wide girdte
and pointed skirt sections of satin are
mounted owe a lining-foundation,
while the top Of the bodice and sleeve
sections are Of gold net Joined with the
spangled guimpe. The skirt has a
foundation Of messaline, finished at
the bottom with a iounce of lace"
His description finished, he rejoined
Edythe outside.
They wandered about from booth to
booth, chatting happily until midnight
arrived, when the various prizes were
awarded.
"The great dress description con-
test" the president Of the club an
nounced, "drew forth many responses,
but by far the best description wasS
given by our %well-kn0wn fellow,club-
man, Mr.. Jim Chambers. This effort
was a masterpiece" He paused.
Jim smiled broadly.
"What did l tell your" he whispered
to Edythe. "You can your new
dress after all"
"But," the president continued, "al-
Mr.. Chambers description was
4 wonder, he described the wrong
dress. Miss Towards creation, the la
dies inform me, is Of rose-colored tat
feta and pale pink chiffon cloth, while
the dress described by Mr.. Chambers
was Of satin, covered with silk net and
bordered with gold spangles. There
fore, while we feel that Mr.. Chambers
receive honorable mention, the
prize must so to Mr.. Harold Janeway,
description, although less flow
cry, was more exact"
When he had partly recovered from
the shock Jim drew Edythe to one o r
ser of the room. =
didn't you tell me this was Doris (
Howard's dress?"| he asked, indicating
The crumpled, piece Of paper he had Z
Drawn from his pocket. y
Edythe glanced at It, burst into a I
,tifed roar Of laughter.
"You foolish, foolish boy" she said, Z
when she could control herself. "That y
.sp't the one you cut out the wrong
and description. The right one {
vas on the other side Of my Dress" 4
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