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THE SUNNY SOUTH, ATLANTA, GEORGIA, OECEMBER 3,1893.
In this winter’s fancy fashions
reigns supreme. But with all its whims
fortunately, are exclusively reserved
to indoor toilets.
As a rule, the outdoor mantle is so
long and ample as entirely to cover
the dress, and conceal what may be
too fanciful about it; and when this
is not the case; and the jacket or short
collet is preferred as more convenient
then a plain dress, or at least a plain
skirt, should be worn, and odd combi
binations of shapes or colours alto
gether avoided.
A lady’s street dress should always
be of simple, sober style. In her car
riage she may wear anything she
likes under a warm wrap; on foot,
good taste requires a plain costume,
in dark or neutral shades. Still, this
does not exclude elegance; an excel
lent fit and materials of the best qual
ity, though not showy, insure this.
With the return of the crisp, cold
autumn days, the drives and bridle
paths of “Central Park” fill up with a
brilliant throng, and there is a con
stant procession of superb equipages,
with shining horses and clanking sil
ver mounted harness, and with irre
proachable coachmen, and footmen
perched in stiff immovability on their
high seats; inside the carriages are
the wealth and fashion of New York;
one can sit on a quiet seat and watch
the possessors of untold millions as
they roll by, looking not infrequently
as if the whole thing was a great bore,
or their dinners had disagreed with
them.
Up one side they go, around and
through the beautiful drives, nodding
a recognition to the occupants of the
other carriages from time to time, and
then they turn their carriages and
sweep down the other side of the out
going tide.
They are dressed in rich velvet and
furs, their handsome gowns covered
with expensive lap robes, but it is a
never-ending object lesson in fashion
to watch these carriages file past.
The young faces are set off by great
hats, (Rubens and I know not what
other painters have furnished them
the styles) and with them, for a back
ground, a soft boa of some becoming
Fur or feather, forming a frame be
neath.
The mothers in their small but artis
tic bonnets, are no less admirable.
plumes, and beneath the brim there
was a twisted velvet rouleau. Another
almost as large was composed of black
velvet, with large guipure quills in
the front secured by the inevitable
buckle. Some of the new hats are
lined with contrasting colors. Peach
pink is so lovely that it is not surpris
ing that it remains in favor, and a hat
of this shade had one of the small stiff
crowns, which was bordered with a
band of green velvet studded with
green buckles. It was intended to be
worn high up at the back of the head,
and displayed some large wings.
French women adopt toques with
enthusiasm, English women but re
luctantly. The newest Parisian mod
els have bows of piece velvet placed
erect on the front of the brim, sup
ported by feathers.
A most useful little hat for brides
maids is only moderately large, made
in felt and trimmed with velvet and
wings. Whole birds have yielded, to
wings and quills. A stylish hat is
made in felt of any color, with a broad
brim, quills rnd velvet trimmings.
Torchon lace is largely used for
trimming underwear. For more
V.
Fashions in Sealskins.
The long full, circular cape, or
round mantle, is newer than jackets;
it is light, warm and elegant, and is
generally trimmed withe sable or
mink. Persian lamb or mink, astrak
han and sable are all favorite trim
mings for sealskin jackets, which are
made three-quarter length, the collars
more voluminous than of yore, the
sleeves larger, with gauntlett cuffs,
and some jackets are made with full
sacque back.
Muffs, we are assured by those “who
know,” will be most “grandmotherly”
in size.
Stylish Hats.
Judging from the style of hat now
to be seen, there is a great increase in
their size. The famous Duchess of
Devonshire’s head dress has origina
ted many modern prototypes Oneof the
prettiest is made in glace velvet, a
mixture of red and black. It was in
tended to be poised slightly on the
f)4t, Where were several big ostrich
Large felt hats are worn trimmed
with a double crown of velvet, and
feathers of some kind, quills especial
ly, thrust through stiff long looped
bows.
French felt hats of plateau shape,
either in light or dark shades, have
the brims always lined with velvet.
French bonnets are smaller and
smaller.
THE NOTES OF FASHION.
There is a decided tendency towards
trimming skirts for evening wear
with fur, lace, or rich embroidery.
Pompadour satins, with small pat
terns, furnish charming material for
oung girls’ ball gowns.
The real tortoise shell jewelry is
much worn now, and it is very artistic,
and some of it very beautiful. I no
ticed a full -set—a coronet to wear in
the liair and two exquisitely carved
hairpins of slightly differing pattern.
Only one pin can be worn with the
Something new in ornaments,
dressy models the lace insertions and
edging is threaded with baby ribbon,
or torchon is combined with insertions
of fine Swiss embroidery.
L The Escape of x.ittle Ben.
[CONTINUED FROM FIRST PAGB.]
Popular Reefer.
coronet. A tortoise shell eve-glass is
more “recherche” than a gold or pearl
one. Some of the new jewelry is very
intricate in design, and stick pins for
hat strings, or bows, are set with
small, but fine stones.
A very pretty design is in the form
of an interrogation point, with a pearl
at the end. A unique brooch is of fine
small stones, with a flower on a bow-
knot—the flower hung loose and thus
threw out constant flashes.
unction, bringing in “tin coronet of sliced
sweet potatoes acd the wonderlul brown
gravy flowing over all,” that the Oonrt
abruptly announced a recess for dinner
and invited the speaker to dine with him.
The invitation was very promptly and
gracefully accepted.
As Colonel Lauiar, the cynosure of all
eyes,—for the speech had been some
thing of a sensation at Wall’s Crossing,
moved past Tildy on his way out, she
leaued forward and asked earnestly:
“Is de pointer turn ’em loose?”
The poor old soul did not think it pos
sible that anyone could find excuse to
hold Ben alter her young Master had
made such an oration in his behalf. Her
fai(h was rudely shaken.
“No indeed 1” said the Colonel emphat
ically, “just as certain as he sits in that
chair, wueu the court comes from dinner,
he will land in the chaingang.” There
could be no fault found with this state
ment by the most critical judge; but a
little liue sauk down in his forehead be
tween the brows, and his keen eyes rested
(or a nu ineiit too long upon the woman’s
lace. After he had passed, that look and
expression haunted her. She said to her-
seif as she sat there thinking:
“I seen his Pa look dat way many and
many er time, an’ hit always mean
suinp’n.”
At2 o’clock Court assembled;—that is
the Justice rapped for order, and the
bailiff made the customary announce
ment.
“Proceed Colonel Lamar, said his Hon
or, and then with a rising inflection, as he
gazed around,—“w'hysir, where is the de
fendant?”
_ “Thai,” said Colonel Lamap blandly,
•‘is what I would like to asK, your Honor,
L left him in custody of the Court, when I
accepted your Honor’s invitation to a
most excellent dinner.
There was a stir aud considerable ex
citement in the room, but uo Ben was
forthcoming; Colonel Lamar stood sileut
pulling at the euds of a faint mustache.
“Where is the woman.” This
time the Justice roared. His query
was accented with a blow upon the table
with a five pound stone, which in days
gone by had brained a negro aud served as
evidence in a commitment trial.
“She done gone, sir.” The voice came
from the audience and was followed by a
chuckle.
“Did the boy go with her?” Again the
Court thundered on the table with the
deadly stone. There was a more general
iaugh.
“•Speak!” The Court seemed bent on
demolishing the table; after a moment’s
aiieuce a voice said:
“Never . een no boy I ’ Another added:
“iMebbe ho was er standiu’ on ’trfeet,
boldin’ oir ter her knees.” There was a
general shout at this hint which came
ircjii near the door, aud again and again
the Court thundered with its odd gavel.
“Mr. Bailiff!” he shouted, aud in re
spouse to this, appeared upon the scene, a
gentleman who nas been neretofore neg
lected only because his cue had not been
given. Destined from birth to be short,
Peikins began life by seeking tostreicn
himself funnel' upward than nature in
tended. This gave him au altitude so
erect that he tended toward a cuive on
the other side. To accent her intentions
im ther, nature endowed him, despite his
reaisteuce, with a round, protuberant
paunch, altogether out of piopurtiou to
uis claims, ana to this, discouraged iu his
aspirations after height and dignity, he
had aided by constant attention to bats of
erery description wlie re liquors were
vended. Gradually he settled down ty>
drifting with the tide, letting his beard
grow from Sunday to Sunday, and con
tent to Serve his country as arresting of
ficer in the Shoulderboue District. He
made a fairly good officer, but when ex
cited or intoxicated had a way of jerking
out his sentences iu a very disuessmg
manner. Iu response to the imperious call
or the Court, tuis individual jumped as
though he hau been shot.
“lies sir,” he said loudly, “your Honor
sir, yes sirl”
“Go aud bring that woman into Court
and the boy witu her.” With three jerks
the officer was off.
•‘Hawkins villa road!” This informa
tion was shouted by the prosecutor. After
some lew moments of excitement and
laughter, quiet was restored, and a new
case taken up.
An hour passed, Colonel Lamar, after
several uneasy glances toward tbe door if
footsteps approached, was upon the point
of taking his departure, when a figure
entered and made its way toward the
front. It was greeted with exclamations
fromthoaudience, such as—“‘Dar now!”
“Look at dat w’ite man!” “Lord, Lord,
w’at he been er doin’ wid esstf?”
Well might these expressions of wonder
be sounded; nor was it singular that they
grew iuto a little storm of laughter, ac
companied by ducking of heads and sway
ing of bodies. The Court was nervously
adjusting his glasses and failed for once
to check the disorder. The figure halted
in front of the desk and then curiosity
quieted the crowd.
The Judge studied the presence in front
of him in open mouthed wonder. He saw | the hero turned
everything an’ show yer if yer (hie) says
so.”
“No'indeed—help him alongboys.”
At the door the procession halted and
a round, fat little man, hatless, a mass of
dirt and dried blood, through which
opened deep scratches. Here and there
were spaces from which large pieces of
epidermis had vanished entirely. Around
ad this iuin and b ended with it was still
a greater. What had been a snit of cloth
ing was now less than shreds and patches,
held together by a few faithful strands,
assisted by the wearer, who was pressing
wads of the stuff to parts of his person
most threatened with desertion. The
granulated lids of the Court rolled over
until the lashes were most lost and his
pale blue eyes seemed to float in envir-
rnents as red as an autumn sunset. The
effect was so startling that for a moment
the newcomer forgetting his own situation,
was also speechless in astonishment.
“Man, what do you want?”
The words bust from the Judge and
were delivered at the top of his voice.
He grasped the deadly stone, but whether
to rap for order or to defend himself,
none may say. A leer arose and disported
itself laboriously over the visotor’s face,
as he spoke:
“Jddge, (b-i-c) she would’nt cornel”
“Who would’nt come? Who the d—1
are you What! Perkius!”
The last words were shouted, and spring
ing to his feet, if his sudden uprising may
so termed; the Judge learned over the
table aud gazed wildly at the figure con
fronting him.
“Perkins, Perk(hic)ins, P-e-r.k-i-n-s,
that’s it—if the name aint tore to pieces
too.”
“Is it possible? My poor fellow—”
“Don’t messhon it Judge, don’t, hit was
er (nil ) fair fight ”
“Who! Who was fighting?” The waver
ing figure straightened a moment.
“Lord bless yer—aint I told yer—the ole
oornan—skipped with the (hic-)boy. Hawk-
iusville road—bring her back ”
“Is it possible! She did it?”
“She did!—Caught her hustlin’ ’long
’bout two miles—halt!—she baits. Where’s
therboys?—what boys (hie) she says,—
‘nigger stole ther shote’ says 1—‘git ’nn
out! Grabbed her dress ter git’im out—
she grabbed me -was stoopin’ down when
she lit—dirt flaw—clothes flew—hair flew
—hit ther grouno—claws workin’—toes
gougin’—teeth ertearin’—(hie) found I was
tryin’ ter arrest a m’nagerie—no help—
got up ter run—swung me by neck and
leg—(hie) (hie) (hie!) Hour Judge—full
hour ’fore rec’nize world—half hour more
(hie) fo’rec’nize myself. Lyin’ in field
an’clothes hangin’ m wire fence. Don’t
know how got through—five wires, ten
inches—none broke—room f’me (hie) not
for clothvs— come back in wagon—boys
set em up!”
“That’ll do.”
“Court set ’em up.” (hie)
“I will my friend! Bill Andrew—come
here boys.”
Colonel Lamar advanced quickly to the
frout, and two stout negroes hurried up.
“Help Mr. Perkins home and get him a
doctor. Here Perkins take this dollar and
see that the boys get a drink. I hope you
are not cut all over.”
“All over colonel, all over—let loose
“Can’t undf rstan’ Colonel—five wires—
ten inchf s ef had’n’ gone through, clothes
would’nt been in fence I” But his escort
hurried him along, and his voice died out
on the stairway.
Presently the young lawyer took his hat
and bowing to the Court was still invol
untarily weeping, wiping his eye glasses
excitedly and saying, “is it possible”
withdrew. Outside the door he put his
arm against the wall and burying his face
in it gave way to his emotions. Whether
this took the form of weeping or laughing
no one may say with certainty. The only
words he uttered were “m’nagerie and
•‘ten inches.” When he emerged into the
light his countenance was again placid.
At the corner be stopped ostensibly to
purchase jiaanuts of an old crippled negro.
“Uncle,” he asked, “do .you know Tildy
Lamar ?”
“Yeasali. She come er long here er
while back.’*
“Ben with her?”
“Yessaii, Ban crawled ont from nnder
her dress an’ she say, “‘Now you strike
fer Mias Silly’s whar yer b'long. Tain*
but eightenn mile an’ef yer aiu’ deirhy
day-light, chaingang going git yer.”
The old felier laugliedjieartily as he fill
ed the cup.
“He left I suppose?”
“Dat he did; dey way he scratched dust
down dat road yonuer, make er rabbit
sick!—tankee, sali; dem goobers raise on
secon’ bottom. Ian’; dey ain’ gointer hu’t
yer.”
The Colonel mountel his horse and
looked wistfully down the familiar road.
Three or four hours would put him back to
the old plantation among the scenes he so
often dreamed of, aud which this day’s ex
perience revived until they drew him
homeward with a power almost irresisti
ble. In the other direction was just visi
ble the great steeple surmounting the
city’s court-house tower. Sighing, Jit
turned back toward the city. Oppressed
with the overpowering fragrance of the
dear old memories, lie rode gloomily
along. But suddenly he drew reign, and
searching his pockets he found a crumpled
piece of paper. Opening this, he read
agaiu:
“Col. Mil. Lamar.
“Sir:
Take notns, that the
Justis Cote for the Shoulderbone deestiio
have been remove to Wall’s Crossin’, an’
it will be hel in the room over the post
office the las’ Satday this innnt.
J. Bivkxs, J. P.”
With the reading of this, ail his cheer
fulness returned.
Harry Stillwell Edwards.
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