BADIN BULLETIN
THE WOMEN’S PAGE
Touring
Twas the day after Christmas, and
all through the town not a creature was
wise to the fact that me and John Bunny
were leaving for parts not unknown—
for we were headed straight for Knox
ville, Tenn., by way of the Salisbury-
Asheville route—except chief Early;
and he wasn’t worried any, only how
was he going to borrow our furnace
shaker. Being satisfied on that point
y givmg him the key to the cellar, we
departed. No use in dilating on the
uxury of traveling from Badin to Salis-
bury-youVe all done it; but after
enough time had elapsed to put over
most any really important event, we
duly arrived in Salisbury. They claim
Salisbury s the place;” and I’ll say it
is-to leave from. We tarried not any
onger than the late departure of the
tram necessitated, and the cold gray
dawn found us in Asheville.
If you’ve never got an early break-
ast in Asheville, you’ve something left
to live for. It made me homesick. They
were just out of so many things. We
lert as soon as we could.
Now by traveling all day, and exer
cising twice the patience Job was called-
upon to display, and eating a box lunch,
you get to Knoxville in the evening of
the same day you started.
The Atkin Hotel is near the station,
and we went there, as we didn’t know
how soon we might have to leave.
They are building a viaduct over the
railroad so that car tracers and people
ike that won’t need to mingle with the
residents and tourists.
To get where things are really hap
pening in Knoxville, you have to do like
the famous general we used to read
a out in the third reader—you march
right up a hill, and march right down
again; only in this case it’s on the other
side of course, and its Gay (Street), so
that helps some.
Everything is on Gay Street, almost,
but the market house; and they have a
good one, lots of fresh vegetables.
They have dozens of movie houses,
easily accessible, but the theater is at
the extreme end of Gay Street. After
you’ve walked there, you feel that you’re
at the end of navigation. The idea of
the city fathers in locating it may be to
make it as hard as possible to indulge
in sinful pleasures like Keith’s vaude
ville.
Most of the people are engaged in go
ing to the movies. It is, in fact, the
chief industry; and of course when I'm
in Rome far be it from me to run
counter to the Romans.
Louisville is no better. We went there
next, this not being a pleasure trip.
Spring has struck the emporiums on
Fourth Street, but not anywhere else.
They were full of spring hats and suits
and frocks. The skirts are wider (Mr.
Beers, please note); but cheer up, they
are also shorter.
Nobody would wear anything but a
dark blue suit; it is as much a uniform
as the khaki for the soldiers who come
into town from Camp Zachary Taylor;
plain and decorated; with citation cords
and medals—and I must say Uncle Sam
has as fine a mess of nephews as any
uncle can show.
I met an old school friend of mine,
and we went around Louisville some.’
They have large handsome picture shows,
with good orchestras of fifty-nine and
sixty pieces, and good pictures; but the
town is dirty. My friend and I agreed
on that; in fact, it is dirtier than Pitts
burgh, and as we were both raised in
that metropolis we ought to know. Pitts
burgh has long been berated for its lack
of spotlessness, but I think something
real forceful should be said of Louis
ville. But the two cities have the same
excuse—soft coal fuel.
To return to styles—and I suppose
1 may, as this is the woman’s, page, and
the men don’t read it anyway—pleated
plaid skirts are good, and all your
blouses must be short-sleeved, and veils
are an important adjunct to any wo
man’s get-up, if you want to be the
glass of fashion and the mold of form.
The long summer days can be whiled
away very easily ,making a beaded bag.
lo use a trite saying, “Everybody’s
expensive
as $150.00, but very beautiful; and
soutories, made on looms and worn
around the (when finished) are very
chic, but also expensive to buy. I con
^
Cincinnati was the next move, and it
was more of a city, much more. The
weather was not “brite and fare,” but
cold and stormy.
Of course there are industries in Cin
cinnati to make money and keep the men
busy, even with the country dry, but
there was a waiting line at every movie,
and all the restaurants were crowded
The Sinton Hotel is a good one, the
first one we struck that didn’t have
colored waiters, but French ones, most
ly from Hoboken and Ireland.
I think I mentioned the weather, but
words failed even me when I arrived in
Cleveland. I thought maybe the North
Pole had started south. The weather
man handed it to us fair, that is over
head, but underfoot you had to mind
your step, as it was one sheet of ice and
thermometer 4 above,
a stiffish breeze off the lake, and a
ortbt ^ “>ought of the “land
an Aladdin s lamp to aid in my trans-
portation thither. Failing in that, I fell
road T d P'^’^ylvania Rail-
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ittle 7hT rf'* '“’ks, and a
little thmg like weather wasn’t going to
stop me The ice king was ruZ.g
things with a high hand here, too.
The shop windows were full of sum
mer togs, so I judged everyone was go-
■ng south, and, considering thl thS-
mometer, I didn’t blame ’em- in Tjt
meditated following their excellent
calm i carrying off the
especially wLn yjf know all fte’fLrf
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