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t 1 ' 1 ' 1 u. 'tij'i for ky& 5 i-i fi The Ncwert Parislfli Headdren, J t&l V JOWP Pearly Three-Foot Plume TiiA iUli By Lady Dufif-Gordon. iy n HERE Is an old Hindoo pro X w'"c&S I erb-of which I often think M;ff S&X f YT" when 1 am deslgnlm torn m'&$Wf fK . J partlcularlr delightful hat nWX&Z&I Lsi cr for one of my clients. It hangs over the fireplace in an old bazaar In Delhi; "Woman loses her soul when she puts a hat on her head. For this reason did Allah make ber last" I, In common with most women, have aften wondered why Allah made woman last. It has always seemed to me that we might just as well have been made first, and that man might better have been made from our rib. But never have 1 thought that hats had anything to do with the making of us, until I saw that quaint motto. In harking back through ancient and modern history I can recall In stances when woman lost her soul (when she put Jewels on her body, but Dever have I known of an Instance where the hat on one's head meant the loss of one's soul. Hats have been known to mankind almost since the world began. Good old Mother Eve perhaps did not And a hat on the Tree of Knowledge when she found her fig leaf, hut in St Paul's time we know that women wore real bats,, for were they not warned that they should not enter places of wor ship with uncovered heads T In some countries hats are a marie of caste. In Spain, for example, only women of gentle birth and of educa tion wear them. The peasants and servants go bareheaded or wear bawls. Hindoo ladles' do not wear hats. How can they, When they are Imbued with the spirit of this motto? But I seem to have wandered tar from flippy flapper hats. It was be- THE OREGON SUNDAY JOURNAL, PORTLAND, ADY nUFF.CORDON. iK funoiu T.uc!Ie' 1 London, and foremost creator of faihioni in tKo world, writes each week the fuhion articU for this newspaper, presenting all thai u newest and' best in styles for well-dressed women. .Lady Duff-Gordon's Paris establishment brings her Into close touch with that centre of fashion. Ladv Duff-Cordon's American establishment Is at No. 37 and 39 West Fifty-seventh street New York. 9 ' , cause of these fascinating little af- fairs, however, that I wandered so far afield. In the world of fashion hats as hate are not the mark of caste, nor of wealth either, but hats as creations are. There is as great tL, difference between hats and "cre ations" as between paste pearls and real ones. Many hats are merely head coverings, but some of the re " ' - - cent. hats that. I have seen here In P -f- " f "PuHed-Up" Vl?H'rv" .. " m Moss JI.H'-, ii'r Green jgii iif -Velvet. JBotxiigU SIU Bl th sTtas Oemftaa and A" JC7 . Paris are, indeed, creations. Verily might a woman spend her last cent for them, and who knows, perhaps the Hindoo jprcTertj. le right Per- baps a woman might lose her soul for some of thera. I have, however, selected four no, three that I nope will please you, although I cannot call them "soul losers," as they are chosen v vuoj Bl T7 from a group of less expensive and SUNDAY MORNING, SEPTEMBER 2.. 1913. street Britain. Rights SaeensoV By MOLLIB KENNEDY. . v . rff 1 H fondly voios. -wbars.npT- XJa Walker. Who had slightly reeled, her face bavin grown pale, caught, hold of a chair, lighted ' herself, sat down, and In a toinute looked up at the. other girl with a short laugh.' "Nothing, thanks. she eald. Turned av bit dicsy. that's alt Enough to make orra, -thla beastly stuffy shop." "Tou're right" said her companion, shrugging her shoulders. It's a beast, ly holej but what's the user Onoe out of a Job. there you are. Might aa wen stop there. Kentish Town la " bad enough, X grant you, but I've known worse plaoes, I can tell you." .The' two girls dusted the shop and little was eald, but as Lis was rear ranging the- counter she turned sud- denly to her -companion. "I wish somebody. 'ud leave me 0." she said. The other' girl laughed. "8 do 1" she said, "but what's the use? Taln't likely to happen: and, be- sides, wishes never come true. What 'ud you do, Lis, with twenty pounds If you g-ot it? Buy. smart clothes?" 'Furniture." she said, and iAUI fliiahAil nlntf cheeks flushed pink. "Good LorM" cried the other. "Well, you are a queer 'un. that you are. Though, to be sure, 'when you're keep Ing company X suppose It stands- to reason you want te get married settle down," Lis nodded. "Hallo, who's this?" she cried, as a little, wizened-looking old man stum bled Into the shop fend looked rather despairingly around with a dazed air. He did not attempt to sit down, but stared round and round the shop, walking from corner to corner, until finally one of the girls aocosted him, A QUEER MAN. "Yes, sir," she said, smartly, "and what would you like?" He came sharply to a standstill, looked at her keenly, his dull eyes brightened and as suddenly dimmed Tk. I,. .kAou'w. h.iit- again. Then he shook Ms head. "No. h. iM In & w..V mil. , . . . iauu. mi iicBu w ....- erlng voice: "you won't do. No, not were made, smiled In the same vague stall. Tou won't do." way Bd intimated as he sat down Th iri i.uh.rt that he had come to stay. Lis could r f, . 1ugB?l . , ., . .. nav crled w,th vexation then, al "Lor I she sajd; "oh. Lorl Just though she was sorry. It was whn listen to this, Lia Here's a queer good, neighborly Mrs. Blnns came In little card. Z believe he's a bit ft .that she owned she was "fair beat his head. What do you aayr . "l cant turn h,m awa7' Mrfc. Bl.nn!' his heaa What do you ayTV Meing as how he trusts me to look Lis came forward, and the little after him can I, now V, sheeald. old man looked at ber eagerly. aljstm, It do seem a worry.,"," lee elaborate ctaapeaofc This Is a season tm or th jaat In small hat The fashions the making, and many of the shapes brought forth will be shortllTed. But the three I am sending 70a are, ! think, built on lines which will "carry" wen until the snow flies. Two of these models are of the close fitting type. One of moss green rel vet has an upstanding crown of the velret, with a broad chou of black maline across the back. This ohou Is placed on the bias, and Is flat As you will see, the brim of this hat fit closely around the face. 1 particularly Ilka the little affair A LAPSE OF MEMORY. tt0t imploringly; then as. suddenly his face lit ud. I!? " . ftn.M Mltvn- AV b ryonU da.,Mayie rou can tell , ma You look 'kind, r" e, fln.4 . rma wmir ssu jim. uyK frowning at ths other girl, who was laughing In the, background. - "What have you lostr ' "Myself." ha said, 'Simply.""!-don't know where I belong." Heedless of the other girl's jeers. . " Lis led the old man to a seat, where he sank down with a sigh and took off his hat laying it on the floor be m t.im iae mm. Us took the old man home. tn stalling him In the little back room at Mrs. Binna's. for which she agfeedL , ' ty.r . j. . to pay three and sixpence a week, Mrs. BInne promising to supply him with a cup of tea and to cook the simple food the girl provided. At first .jlm, her flanc6( wa, ,ncllned t6 rnt t:0 rrangement Jim was of a frugal disposition, and looked carefully at 6V0ry penny h0 Bpent, ari(1 h6 wa, M anx-,0u. a. Li. for their marriage to take place soon. But even Jim was won over. ' IIB DISAPPBARS. "Maybe It will be only for a few days, till his memory comes back." her .ald Ll, hopefully. "It we let h.m go . . ... i. All1n0 10 ins womnuuBo, "" v .v..... what would happen to him." But in less than a week he d.sap. peared. , A week later North London was and astounded by a series of clever rob- . t. L ith berles. which were carried out with - consummate skill ana great aarm. the thieves In every case getting i.w .v.i. .n ir-,n nr three away with their spolt Two or three big private houses were ransaccea. silver and Jewelry stolen, and several it,- .hnm were broken Into. of the large shops were A fortnight later Lis slipped In the street falling over a banana skin. and In falling sprained her ankle. "A matter of three weeks," said the doctor bluntly, and the eyes of the poor girl filled with tears. How would her savings stand such a trlnt . Tet one morning as sne lay nr ,h6 had an unexpected wMiMmuio"i.-" f.ahi. nd heirless as before. He i i. vi. , a .11 ini.i. that of dark blue Telow, with the wide, spread wings across the front This I hare named the Eaglet s hat it lu spires me so with the feeling of youth and the youthful desire te stretch one's wings. The flat hat of black retret with , the upturned brim and the down turned fancy is exceedingly well baW anced. It is a hat more suitable for afternoon wear thao the other two' but may also be worn with a tailored gown. These hats are, I think, de lightfully suited to the piquant type of face and figure that we associate with the girls yon in the. United States call "Flappers. f rs. Bmns i looked at hlra, Us was) smlUhg feebly, "Look here." she said, "hs can nave mtl4.rootn again, and ' I Won't charge yea, nothing till yoa'ra feeUtsV 6 A. SURPRISE, Th. glrl jinked herrafld tffs, Bln w,nt ul ln a toW mnutee the cld man roi6; 4nd Deexlleae o what Lia said, made for the door. She. could do. nothing to hinder hlity Jut he th ao vsed shruggsdt her shoulders. ..0h wen Mu e6m Ack(- sh4) eald, and then her eyes fell upon ,lttle brown paper parcel beside the, Bofa 00 which she sat "What's this?" she said. 1 Won der if it belongs to the old man." But. picking it up, she saw her 0W B,-ma Inscribed on the Inside, and the paekage bore her address, -well." she eald. "evidently ire meant for me. after all," and tore oflj the paper wrapper. A small card boar? WM Inside, and this was u 'alV.. ' -Dear me.' ehe said. "It looks at) though something of importance was) here doesn't Itf .KLS 'aV?.4 ffl bcx was full of banknotes, carefully! folded. She took thera out and! couniea tnem. Tners was a hundred and twenty pounds, and beneath then, a folded scrap of paper. Opening thla she readi .... wli jT Pound. yo? . . . ... marriea soon you can, ana OS) as happy as you deserve. the parish church- a short time at terwarda. but it was while they were away on their Jjoneymoon h startling denouement took place. Ona motnlng JIm naargone out as usual to buy a paper, and Lis was singing to herseJ as she hovered about the breakfast table, when she waa by JJm Buaden,y breakln, ln upon hef flourUhtng the newspaper. i Bay, Lis," he cried, "the mysterj) Is solved at last" what myBterx?- lh erled. -What eyef &o yo mean Jlmr Laying the paper flat en the tablet he pointed to the portrait of an 1 thatr M jei, -Know wb ij, u u-r Shestaredat It te at moment os) tw4or'i'".helcnied, "why Ifa the poor old man." 4.pooj, fiM man b Mowedr erled Jim. "That's Dotty Dick, ths most clever crooK in ixnaon. v ., t ...,.. m-. .l.J T .Hrttifffit Skin. A MA, M.k . . i.. . . . ' 1 aaia juim uaaij. un aear, wnas ue fivers men are, to be sure." jim laughed. 'ii -we're not all airke." he said, "and a yttTY g00( thrns too. you hadn't took pity on him, thinking him at poor, old chap. I daresay we shouldn't , Bave been married now." "Then rm laa' ,,m-' aW "' th same. I'm sorry he was a thief. He seemed such a nice, quiet, harms )ss, sort of an 014 mn,V
