The Morning Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Okla.) 1919-1927, 1922-05-21
Barometer of Public Opinion
10 IlIknlIcih Ann.

swcet-couut"nacod mother of-seyeral who wears
plain. fun dress and over It an ample,
checked ana starched apron. I would Ike to
her. so would many others.
You remember tho time ElIzagcth Ann, about
~ years OF 80 ago at your coming-out party,
when the boy ON your right said to the boy on
your loft. SAY. Thomas, who's over behind
thcsc Hlccvcs?" n was you. not behind but be
tween them and TN say for those Easless bal
looms they had their own peculiar advantages,
You could drive away tho undesirable by merely
turning cool sleeve in his direction, but when
en- tcte-a.tete with Mr.. Wright you could pre-
sent p strnight front, 20 into full cllnch and
tho sleeves beat feather fan for protection.
Imagine those lucky ones who owned the sleeves
ana feather fan also!
visited our smart little town about that time
You remember too the great evangelist who
and how We all felt impclled to go forward TO
the mourner's bench and got our sins forgiven
At his meetings (My brother the little pagan,
always contended that | got religion because
YOU dld) You know we always bought our
clothes alike and made them alike and did
most things the came way at tho same time. II
Just happened that we had a mutual impulse TO
do better at the same time, but what | started
10 say was that Just came happily
through and ! was crying down your left or
candy sleeve and you went down my right
prgandy one | Chanced to look up and there
stood that waspy wasted billowy curved Betty
Lou weeping exravagantly all over the i'm
maculate shrtfront OF tho great evangelist!
You could always depend on Betty-Lou to get
the best OF everything.
The next morning got up with a terrible head
and tho maid had left and | was cross with
mother and went off to my French and music
without so much ms washing the breakfast
dishes for her. Queer brand OF religion I had.
wonder II yours worked any better? Betty
Lou confessed to me month later that she
seemed to have been born with only one kind
and had never been able to acquire any otheg
that was, do as you please every time you think
OF It..
quiet. sincere. old fashioned They gave tho
best OF their lives to u.s. our comforts our
clothes, our parties, our companions They
could never be too careful OF us or OF anything
which came in contact with u.s. Compare our
brinsing-up with that OF the modern flapper!
Can you Imagine US trooping out In the eve
nngs TO show without daddy or brother to
see us safely home? Times have changed we
say the new generation Is with us. but whether
for better or worse 1t IL hard to decide. If they
have more advantages, more freedom we had
more safety. more protection. Our old fash
ioncd ways In that respect are not n be sneezed
at At II o'clock one night last summer woke
to sound Of voices on the street In front.
The moonlight showed three boys. ages prob
ably from IA TO 16 years and little girl pos
sibly IS Their voices came to mo clearly They
should take the little nighSowl home. Where
was that girls mother, her daddy, her brother.
anybody who had her welfare at heart?
The modern flapper would be bored stiff
without her party almost every night her three
, or four shows week and matinecs and auto
riding and operas We were quite happy with
ono or two parties week a few hay-rides In
summer and two real operas in winter.
There ought to be a happy medium some
whore between the staid old days and the new
rushing times think the modern. sensible
mother n finding It and applying It in her own
way. There is too great jump from the big
seeved past TO the absolutely no-sleeved pres
ent. Dear Elizabeth Ann. can you ever get IA .
| mlliar with the sleeveless, baSkiess' front,nss
talmost), longthess brevitics they call evening
| gowns? They may be both startling and styl-
| ish but they are neither beautiful nor artist c
! to my probably out-of-date mind. Imagine a
| stranger, Elizabeth Ann, man. looking down
| your back and seeing at least one half OF all
| the spine you possess at one look to say nothing
| OF liftinE your arm and exposing your satny
| waisline. The thought ought to make ono
| shiver. My mother was no prude but / could
not face her either here or in the hereafter II
| / had ever worn one of the senseless things
| Do you mind that In the old times that no
| one used rouge but actresses and certain women
| who were termed bold" Nowadays the merest
| school girl applies rouge bountifully and weilds
a llpstiek with the utmost sang-frod. It's the
| thing which gives the fapper her ''fIan" What
| gets the solemn Angora OF those who don't use
| IL IN so necessary they don't imbibe a few ideas
as 10 tho proper manner in which 1t should be
Take few lessons one might suggest from,
| an artist instead OF watching the man who
paints the garage. Ever notice the coorinp
| In child's facep It starts under the eve mar,
rowly and spreads dainty over the cheeks. II
Is not single red spot In the temple nor vet a
red, red rose stamped fu-sze on the Jaw tst
IN front of the ear. Here are a couple OF safety.
r,,st,, rlrst d9nts Don't for the publics sake pu
| purple llpstick on your mouth even though yol
| ar a brunette. II gives you a dying look and
II your Mr.. Wrsht had the best Intentions IL
the world he would lose them instantly. Dont
| Tor your own sake put powder liquid Or dry
next the eye Besides being dangerous to IN,
good measure will give You one of monther,
| donts. Don't be an extremist about anvthinr
| II a style ia not becoming 10 you Won aro ver,
foolish and unstylish to wear 1t merely becaus,
| u is "all the rage"
The Indlscrmnate OF so many cosmetics
makeS woman queer walkin' blend OF odors
| She puts on n foundation cream of wild rose
spreads over that lilac powder, and II she in
duises In real perfume It may be the variety
| caHed new mown hay" The result Is we ar,
| g'ad TO have met heron the street.
| so pu2zling Is 1t TO a mere man that he hadn'
| the slightest idea whether he is being bumped
mo py new mown rosebud or run down by 4
Wild, wild hayatack -
on the =. T. Elizabeth Ann, don't your eyei
ure OF looking at perfectly groomed, color
senemed womenY Even perfection pals wher
gazod ON too consistently
Nhal wouldn't many OF us give for the priv
lese of seeing our old-fashioned but senslbl,
mothers In common everyday dress with IN,
neVer-forgettable checked and starched gins
nam apron az such ample dimensions that /
covered almost her whole skirt?
| No other perfume will ever equal tha swoa,
clean scent OF mothers gingham apron whel
! buried my head In her lap and told her m,
little troubles These are the things we dom
| forget. " w"
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