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Show FATHER'S IASTCR ' OUTTOsp LDURMESBIT Falha't had the grumbles lately; he't been fussing at the iWr Oh. if he but 4neu the worry that a woman's bosom fills! Mother's beat at the dressmaker's half a dozen limes this week And they've got her so bewildered that she's positively meek-Sister meek-Sister Alice begs her tailor and she really almost weept To be sure her suit is ready. Why, she scarcely eats or sleepsl Sister Gladys is a shadow of her bormy former self, But her looely frock for Easter Is upon the wardrobe shtlf. Myt The way she bluffed and bullied till the woman worked at night Though she said her eyes were failing and she needed better light. Father looked at Gladys' outfit, then his brows knit In a frown And he went around all morning with his lips drawn grimly down. And the hotrO, they are beauties! Mother has the dearest thing With a bunch of apple blossoms and a cunning sea gull's wing. J She thinks that it is too yout1ful but my goodness! Nowadays Women wear hats that are girlish till they're eighty, anyways. Sister A liceshe was lucky! Hers is just a week from France But when father saw the price mark there Was anger In his glance. t Sister Gladys got a model that's exclusive, and brand new; It is just a simple bonnet with a trimming of pale blue. Ninety dollarsand it's charming and Is simply rich and grand. But dear father kckd about It, for he couldn't understand. You would think he'd be proud of us for there Isn't a design ' That's as costly and as splendid as this hat and dress of mine. Mother took his silk hat Thursday, and has had It Ironed now, i And the cleaner says his clothing can be furbished up somehow So he hasn't any bother, and tte'll all be out at church-Though church-Though he says he'll give the heathen all they find f they will search , Through his pockets for a penny! Father grumbles iVe a brute. Why, a man Is always stylish (f he has a Sunday suit! |
