Life — April 7, 1910 — page 22: what you’re looking at

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“EV RE: Ballade of Fashion “Dans Ia robe est toute sa puissance.""—Balzac. HERE are the fashions our mothers knew, And where the styles of the “ Empress Joe,” The tastes that the elder days outgrew? Alas, they sleep in their satin woe! There were shawls from Cashmere, white as snow, There were hoops and bustles and other gear: But the latest fashion o'er them doth crow— The dernidre mode is the Chantecler! Where is the age of powder and queue, Of rich brocade, of belle and beau? To a Salem wharf by a Yankee crew Were brought the silks of Tokio, = Strange fabrics Malabar could show, The pluckiest privateer’s dare— All these are gone where the vain hopes go— The dernigre mode is the Chantecler! While fashions came and while fashions flew, Where are the figures of Youth’s first glow? The slim and svelte have earned their duc, They have worn their best by high and low: A chill wind out of the past doth blow To smite them, rich and poor, with fear— But entre nous, here’s the newest mot: The dernigre mode is the Chantecler! EXvor Good Mother Nature, you're taxed enow (Fresh eggs have been on the ice a year With the ghosts that laid them, row by row !)— The dernidre mode is the Chantecler! The Truth at Last ECRETARY WILSON says that much of the blame for high prices must be laid on the farmer boy, who cannot withstand the allurements of city life. It will be a great re- lief to a large number of people to find such a responsible place to lay this blame, which for so long has been running around fatherless. It will be a relief to the trust magnates, and they can now go abroad this summer with a clear con- science. It will be a relief to the politicians, who will not have to tinker the tariff any more, and to the editors whose daily problem is to find some place to lay blame without tread- ing on the toes of friends. It is a good thing the farmer boy’s shoulders are broad; otherwise he might not be able to stand it Mourning E regret to say that the craze for fashionable mourning should be so. limited as it seems to be at the present writing When a death occurs in the family, Mr. Smith does nothing but wear a large black band on his coat to match the one on his hat. Mrs. Smith wears a heavy crépe veil, through which no air is permitted to flow. At the cnd of three months Mrs. Smith cannot go out to an evening entertainment ; only minor after- noon functions are permitted. Should any attempt to forget her sorrow be in evidence, Mrs. Smith would, of course, be criticised by her social equals. The Smith children are permitted to laugh discreetly if no one outside of the immediate family hears them. This is well as far as it goes. But why stop there? EST PLATTERY The Smith baby has been sadly neglected. He crows in a very improper manner. Why not have his baby carriage hung with black? A baby in a crépe veil would be effective. Much can also be done with the Smith dog. His tail can be decorated with a black band; or in case of a very near relative, with plumes. And he can partake only of embalmed nourishment. > ‘OUR Honor, I don’t see howl can pay as much alimony as that."’ Juvce: Why in the world didn’t you think of that before you got Mr, Bug: STAND UNDER THE OTHER ONE AGAIN, MEPSY, I WISH TO MAKE SURE WHICH 18 THE MORE DECOMING. comicbooks.com