Evening star., 1927-11-06
TWO women went to theater
musical comedy-aisle seats.

The night being snippy with rain
droppy intervals. they had worn their
second-best suits with chiffon waists
the same color--not "blooses," under
stand; waists. The short one-mean-
ing woman, not waist--had on
handed-down chain with amethyst
pendant, and the one who was the
other. wore a cornelian necklace that
her great-grandfather sent to Eng
land for when freight used to come
by ships. And both wore gloves, of
course. Tan.
The were comfortable. self-respect-
ing women who looked as if they had
savi%gs, but.S goodness knows, they
were plain! ESPECIALLY the one who
wore-but never mind personalities.
Having arrived early, they were
serenely oblvious to the qualities Of
the hats in their laps and the dull
blueness of their chiffon waists, until
a friend sailed down the aisle in a
scrumptious wrap, billowed it over
her chair and came back to exchange
greetings-all, black satin and gold
lace-no sleeves And jewels.
More scrumptious wraps; bare
heads bobbed to the barber's latest
whim. bare arms. UP to where they
begin, bare necks, shoulder blades
and lovely spines; feather fans from
pink, blue and yellow ostriches; Greek
fillets: scarfs like you see in minia-
lures where everybody is enhancing
and scarfs float off into install so
many beauty spots around the cloth
tailored two who had their hats in
their laps and an umbrella between
them. And it wasn't a musical COM
edy umbrella, at that. Just plain
gloria, for rainy nights. with a wood
handle hooked at the end.
The occupant of the seat next the
cornelian necklace wore an old-rose
drapy dream with shadow-net sleeves
cobwebbed with rhinestones, and an.
other on the other side of the anne.
thyst pendant was stately In mourn.
ing satin, stiff with gorgeousness, and.
oh. the diamonds-the diamonds!
When it was all over and the two
had scrambled ahead and got seats
together in a street car, the anne.
thyst pendant unloosed her pent-up
Utica of self-anger that had ragged
within her throughout the three acts
one minute between the second and
third
.I never have been 50 mortified In
my life. What on earth made you
wear a hat when you know how 1t
planks your hair DOWN."
Because can't risk a cold, that's
why"
''Oh. I looked as tacky as you did.
What are you saving that white silk
for? And that gray crepe? You
might have worn one Of them"
well. il was sprinkly, wasn't it?
I thought my waist would be all right
with new lace around the throat"
Then you were never more mis-
taken in your life. And as to me. I
felt like two cents. And looked it!
Next time go to a thing like this I
shall wear my best, if L have to swim
going and coming. Except for US
frumps, there wasn't "a hat in the
house-not in the orchestra, anyhow"
That's all right. / reckon the
bareheads and barebacks came in
autos and don't have to worry about
them next morning when they wake
I'D with cricks in their necks. And,
besides, your hair looked real nice"
''Well, it's more than can say for
yours
I can't help that. Every time I
stick a hairpin in it runs into bump.
Besides. IL you had caterpillar fuZz
like mine that wouldn't stay smooth
no matter what you do to it-and you
know how 1 brush and brush it"
shut up. You couldn't look worse
than I did. If that's any comfort to
you."
All Of which is merely to remark
that a good conscience is a splendid
asset and common sense is generally
satisfying, but neither of them is the
least bit of consolation to you If you
are caught in the sartorial blaze OF a
fashionable musical comedy IN a tai
lored suit and an umbrella-plain