The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1918-05-11
is long and tiresome letter.
With much love.

is long and tiresome letter.
| With much love.
Your Mother.
| P. S. Be sure and get full skirt, as
you know l don't look we'll with any
thing stretched over my hips Can't
wear those narrow skirts Think L
would like a pleated skirt, for that
would be nice and wide around the bot
! tom.
Helen is in Doubt.
Helen read this letter with a min
| gled feeling of tenderness, amusement
and dismay. How little her mother
knew Of New York styles and New ork
pricesi
Above everything else Helen dreaded
to shop for other people, even her
| mother. Always she felt the RESPONSE
bility, the fear she was not getting the
fright thing. And always the people of
| a small town had such mistaken idea
| of the cost of things in New York
They invariably think you can get any
| thing you want and yet miraculously
cheap just because 1t is a great cityy.
| And Helen knew from previous eff
| forts how hard it was to get her
mother anything, for New York styles
| are not adapted to quiet, conservative
| old ladies.
| She smiled as she looked at the adj
! vertisement her mother had clipped
evidently from some home or fashion
magazine.
/; This S25 dress for SIS.
Style Solidarity. serviceable, inn
ported all-over white embroidery. Set
/ in sleeves. Novel side rever and styl-
/, ish fluted frill. Graceful skirt finishe ed
with pear buttons and box pleated
smallest and the saleswoman showed
her how she could bend it in to make
| 1T smaller and shape it as she wished
| Then she bought yard OF black buck
ram. ten-yard piece of black straw
braid, three yards of black velvet rib
bon and two punches of silk violets
All together it cost her only $3.50
Then she hurried home, threw off
! her wraps. spread her purchases ou
| on the bed and eagerly went to work.
| First she bent in the wire frame to
the size and shape she wanted Then
covered it with the buckram, and then
sewed on row after row of the straw
braid until the top was covered. She
| happened to have some scraps of black
chiffon with which she faced it. Then
! she trimmed it with the vioIets and
black velvet ribbon.
A Happy Evening.
1t took her the rest Of that afternoon
and most of the evening Warren had
brought home his bank book to bal
ance and while he added up columns
| of figures, Helen sat beside him in a
low chair and worked on the hat She
was never happier than when he was
going over some papers while she
sewed. The evenings they spent in this
silent companionship We're to Helen
almost restful. contented ones.
At last the hat was finished, and she
held it up proudly for his inspection.
Look, dear, it's all done now"|
Didn't l do it well? And it doesn't
look bit homemade does it ?"
| Warren glanced up from his figures
'Um-m, pretty good looking hat Try
| it on"
| "Oh. no, it wouldn't look well on
me-mother wears her hair so differ
emit"
TRY it on"
But it's much too old for me-" as
she laughingly obeyed.
II don't know about that" as he
viewed her critically. That's a hat
anybody can wear. It's a darn sight
better looking than most freaks you
| see in the windows"
| Helen took ii off and looked at It,
proudly Praise from Warren meant
so much. And it was good looking
hat.
The next morning she packed the
dress and hat in a strong pasteboard
box and took 1t herself to the express
office. She pictured her mothers de-
light when she opened the package.
She could almost hear her little cries
| of appreciation, as she shook out the
dress and held the hat at arms length
t to admire it.
Only those WHO have lived in coun-
| try town know OF the joys OF box
| from the city.