Evening Star Newspaper, October 30, 1921, Page 77

Backward, oh, back- ward turn, Time, in thy flight, and let us feast our eyes once more on the elegant hotel wait- ress with the Gibson waist and the skirt with the plague—or whatever they called it —held together by the college pin. She was %o grand! But 1921 decorum, like a lot of other things, has received an awful wallop and legs have come into their own. To-day's seniors are giving their class play —a pantomime based on the Greek idea called “Seekers after Truth.” (The figures a little in back of Eloise—who every- body says has gone much further than Pavlowa, considering her age—typify the unfortunates w h o looked in the wrong places.) Hattie has just handed Ferdinand what eople who prided tgemselves on being up on the latest slang called “the cold shoulder.” And al because Ferdinand has been eatirg cloves. Hattie knows what that means, you see. Now, if this were taking place in the year 1921 instead of 1901 Hattie would ask Ferdinand to get her a quart, and all would be merry. THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C.—ROTOGRAVURE SECTION—OCTOBER 30, 1921. AMONG US MORTALS Gone Are the Days Copyright 1921 Back in the semi-dark ages the college dramatic societies went in for “The Private Secretary,” “All the Comforts of Home” or “The Rivals.” Josie is taking the male lead in the first named play; and maybe she doesn’t look the part, with her hair all nicoly hidden under her collar and Uncle Will's opera hat! The long coat covers Josie's legs in def- erence to the 1901 standards of decorum. A sweet girl graduate of long, long ago—longer than you may realize, until we tell you that she has begged and begged to have her skirts lengthened to just above her ankles. Now; days only girls in their ver ear.y ’'teens wear them belo the knees, but this was years ago, remember! The 1905 col lege cut clothes made & young man a lot far. cier. than to-nay s undergrad, take it from us. Gone, too. are the days when the devilish young blades in the nifty paddock coats used to hang around wind-swept corners for a peep at trim ankles. With skirts where they are to-day a poor girl is lucky if she gets a casual glunce—wind or no wind. The questionable animal in the foreground is a pug of the period—or would be if this department could find a pic- ture to draw from. Gone are the good old days when cight out of every dozen young ladies of the younger set thought they looked like Maude Adams, and always went to ‘f’gncy dress parties as ‘““Bab- ie ™ All the chaperors at the college prom had a ter- rible time wondering what the modern girl was coming to the year that Mabelle donned the very form fitting straight front corsets. And now in 1921 they have their hammers out for the girls who don’t wear any corsets, which goes to show you never ~nn picaze the older generations! A snappy photograph of a popular actress from out of the dead past.