South Bend News-Times, Volume 30, Number 273, South Bend, St. Joseph County, 23 September 1913 — Page 2

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I A London, and forcmott creator of fashions in the world, writes each week the fashion article for this newspaper, presenting all that is newest and best in tyler for well-dreed women. .Lady Duff-Gordon's Paris establishment brings her into close touch with that centre of fashion. L.adv Duff-Gordon American establishment is at Nos. 37 and 39 West Fifty-seventh street. New York.

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Flopper

Hat of Black Velvet.

loss elaborate chepeatcjr This is a season jost for the small hat. The fashions art Just in the making, and many of the shapes torougrht forth will be shortlived. But the three I am sending you are. I think, built on lines which will "carry" well until the 6now flies. Two of these models are of the closefitting type. One of moss green velvet has an upstanding crown of the velvet, with a broad chou of black maline across the back. This chou is placed on the bias, and is flat As you will see, the brim of this hat fits closely around the face. I particularly like the little affair

of dark blue velour. with the widespread wings across th front. This I have named the Eaglet's hat, it inspires me so with the feeling of youth and the youthful deslro to stretch one's wings. The flat hat of black TeJvet with the upturned brim and the downturned fancy Is exceedingly well balanced. It is a hat more suitable for afternoon wear than the other two, but may also be worn with a tailored gown. These hats are, I think, delightfully suited to the piquant type of face and figure that we associate with the girls you ia the. United States call "Flappers."

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The Newest Parisian Headdress, a Pearly Three-Foot Plume

Fastenvii in Pearls.

By Lady Duff-Gordon.

HERE is an old Hindoo prov erb of which I often thfnk J when I am designing some particularly delightful hat .

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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 her last. I, ia common with most women, have aftea wondered why Allah made woman last. It has always seemed to me that we might just a3 well have been made first, and that man might better have been made from our rib. But never have I thought that hats had anything to do with the making of us, until I sawthat quaint motto. In harking back through ancient and modern history I can recall instances when woman lost her soul when she put jewels on her body, but never have I known of an instance where the hat on one's head meant the loss of one's soul. Hats have Tecn known to mankind almost since the world began. Good old Mother Eve perhaps did not find a hat or; the Tree of Knowledge when she round her fig leaf, but In St. Paul's time we Know that women wore real hats, for were they not warned that they ehould not enter places of worship with uncovered heads? Ia some countries hats are a mar cf caste. In Spain, for example, only women of gentle birth and of education wear them. The peasants and rervants go bareheaded or wear rhawls. Hindoo ladles do not wear hats. How can thy, when they are Imbued with the spirit of this motto? But-I seem to have wandered te.v from floppy flapper hats. It was bt-

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most Imploringly; then as suddenly his face lit up. "Ah," he said, "you1!! do. Maybo

Mrs. Binns lokel "at hlc smiling feebly. "Look here," she said, "he can hav4 that little- room acrain. and X Von't

you can tell. me. You look kind, charge you nothing till you're better You'll help me to find It again." See?" "Find what?' asked Liz, gently, A srnPnisn frowning at the other girl, who was Th glrI tanked her.anJ UtL laughing In the background. "What Blnn9 wnt off. hut ln a Uw miaatcs have you loet?" thd oM raan rose; aR neftdleS of "Myself," he said., simply. "I don't what Lis saidr made for the door, know where I belong." She. could do nothing to hinder hiny Heedless of the other girl's jeers. ?ut when the door closed shrugged, n ,. . A. hcr shoulders. Lis led the old man to a seat, where ..0h well coma cack, ih4 ho sink down with a sish and took eaid. and then her eyes fell upon ofT his hat, laying It on the floor be "ttle brown paper parcel bciidVtht bi1a hir Bofa 00 which she saL BIUO nim' "What's thisr she sild. I won Lie took the old man home. In- der IMt belongs to the old man. stalling him in the llttlo back room But, picking it up, she saw her owa at Mrs. BInns's, for which she agreed name Inscribed on the Inside, and th 4. . , , package bore her address, to pay three and sixpence a week. ..Well ahe ra!5 -evidently !fl Mrs. Binns promising to supply him meant for me. after all." and tore off with a cup of tea an3 to cook the the paper wrapper. A small card simple food the girl provided. At first board ,?ox was inside, and this wis w - , ., . A . carefully tied up with strlnf? anA Jim. her fiance, was Inclined to resent Bealed ln several places t'.io arrangement. Jim was of a frugal 'Dear me.' he said, "It looks aa disposition, and looked carefully at though something cf. Importance waji every penny he spent, and he was as here, doesn't itT" , T 1 - .v 1 But ae 8he opened tho lid and saw anxious as Liz for their marriage to the contents uttftred a JJ take place soon. But evenJim was bcx was full of banknotes, carefully won over. ' folded. She took them out and counted them. There was a hundred, HE DlSAPrEAns. and twenty pounds, and beneath theai "Maybe it will be only for a few a folded scrap cf paper. Opening this, days, till his memory comes back." 8hf fcad . . .

iicio ai mo twenty paunaj yova

cause of these fascinating little af- Paris are. indeed, creations. Verily fairs, however, that I wandered so might a woman spend her last cent far afield. In the world of fashion for them, and who knows, perhaps hats as hats are not the mark of the Hindoo proverb Is riht. Percaste, nor of wealth either, but hats haps a woman might lose her soul for as creations are. There Is as great some of them. a difference between hats and "ere- I have, however, selected four mions" as between paste pearls and no, three that I nope will please real ones. Many hats are merely you. although I cannot call them head coverings, but some of the re- "soul losers." as they are chosen cent hats that J have seen here in from a group of less expensive and

Sy MOLLIS KENNEDY. f w ALLO. Liz I" cald a rough but I friendly voice, "what's up?" Lis Walker, wlio had .slightly reeled, her face having crown pale, caught hold of a chair, righted -herself, sat down, and In a minute looked up at the other girl with a short laugh. "Nothing, thanks. the said. Turned a bit dizzy, that's all. Enough to make one, this beastly ttuffy shop." "You're right," said her companion, shrugging her shoulders. It's a beastly hole; but what's the use? Once out of a Job, there you are. Might as well stop there. Kentish Town Is bad enough, I grant you. but I've Icnown worse places, I can tell you." .The' two girls dusted the shop and little was said, but as Liz was rearranging the counter she turned suddenly to her companion. "I wish somebody 'ud leave mo 20," she said. Tha other girl laughed. "So do 1" she said, "but what's the use? 'Tain't likely to happen; and. besides, wishes never come true. What ud you do, Liz, with twenty pounds If you got it? Buy smart clothes?' "Furniture." she said, and her cheeks flushed pink. "Good Lor'!" cried the other. "Well, you are a queer 'un, that you are.

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ing company I suppose it stands to a week later North London was terwards. but It was while they were reason you want to get married and astounded by a series of clever rob- away on ijf:J tba,

berien. which were carried out ltn morn,ns Jlm had gone oul Q8ual consummate skill and great daring, to buy a paper, and Liz waa singing"

everv case getting to herse1 as she hovered about

paid Liz hopefully. "If wo let him go to the workhouse, there's no telling what would happen to him." But ln less than a week he dlsap-

wished for, and a little more. . Ge& married as soon as you can. and bft as happy as you deserve. "A WELL-WISHEri Their quiet wedding took place at

the parish church, a short time af

settle down." Liz nodded. "Hallo, who's this?" she cried, as a little, wizened-looking old man stumbled into the shop and looked rather despairingly around with a dazed air. He did not attempt to sit dewn, but stared round and round the shop, walking from corner to corner, until finally one of the girls accosted him. A QUEER MAX. "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 again. Then he shook his head. -No, no." he said. In a weak, quav-

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big private houses were ransacxed, silver and Jewelry stolen, and several of tho large shops were broken Into. A fortnight later Liz slipped in the street, falling over a banana skin.

upon her. flourishing tho newspaper.

"I say. Liz." he cried, "the mystery is solved at last." "What mystery?" she cried. "What ever do you mean. Jim?" Laying the paper fiat on the table he pointed to the portrait of an old

Kr.ow who

and In falllnc sorained her ankle.

"A matter of three weeks," said tho ma..'ee tnalr te crlei M A W -

doctor bluntly, and the eyes 01 me lhat !s Liz?"

How She stared at it rof a moment e?

two in silence. "Lor!" she chied, "why it's the-reor

poor girl filled with tears.

would her savings stand such

Yet, one morning as she lay there ..Poor 0ia man be blowedt" cried she had an unexpected visitor, it JJm -That's Dotty Dick, the most was the little old man. apparently as clcveP crook in London, feeble and helpless as before. He An(J x tri0aght him a poor man shook his head to all Inquiries that ld Lll 8a-(jiy. .'Qh dear, what df

ering voice; "you won't do. No, cot were made, smiled In the same vague cejVers men are, to be sure."" at alL You won't do." way and Intimated as he sat down Jlrn iaughed. ... that re had come to stay. Lis could "We're not all alike." he said, -ana The girl laughed. - n&ve crle3 vex&tion then, al- very r00(i tnlngr too. jt yoxi hadn't "Lor'i" she sajd; :Oh, Lor'! Just tnouga she was sorry. It was when t;k pity on him. thinking him listen to this, Liz. Here's a queer good, neighborly Mrs. Binns camein poor old chap. I daresay we shouldn't little card I believe he's a bit off tnat Bhe wned she was "fair beat." have been married now." . , . . . . ' . ' I cin't turn him away. Mrs. Binns. "Then I'm glad. Jim." she said: "alt his head. What do you say. Bee,ng aj nQW he trusts me t0 look aamCj rm gorry he was a tMe2 Liz came forward, and the little after him can I. now?" she eali. He seemed such a nice, quiet. Jjajm eld man looked at her eagerly, ai-"Still. It do seem a worry." Ices, sort Cf an. old man." '