After that
Old Lady Heinz got her old skunk furs out of the moth balls and
tobacco and newspapers that had preserved them, and her daughter cut
them up into bands for the bottom of her skirt, and the cuffs of her
coat. When Kiser & Bloch had their fall and spring openings the town
came ostensibly to see the new styles, but really to gaze at Hattie in
a new confection, undulating up and down the department, talking with
a heavy Eastern accent about this or that being "smart" or "good this
year," or having "a world of style," and sort of trailing her toes
after her to give a clinging, Grecian line, like pictures of Ethel
Barrymore when she was thin. The year that Hattie confided to some one
that she was wearing only scant bloomers beneath her slinky silk the
floor was mobbed, and they had to call in reserves from the basement
ladies-and-misses-ready-to-wear.
Miss Stitch came to New York in March. On the evening of her arrival
she dined with Fat Ed Meyers, of the Strauss Sans-silk Skirt Company.
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