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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.
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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
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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.
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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.
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.l.J T .Hrttifffit Skin. A MA, M.k
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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