Knew What She Was About.

Aman friend of mine whowas snowbouud in Philadelphia one night recently says he saw tbe new woruan over there, though between you and me Philadalphia is just about the last place on earth one wonld expect to find her in. "l was in a shop in Chestnut streei where they sell men's belongings, " he says, "and the new woman carne in. She was tailor made and very well set up. She, too, was snpwbound, and the trim linen collar shewore was anything but immaculata It was late, and all the dry goods stores had closed. The new wonian walked up to the clerk and asked for a collar, size 13L. The clerk tried to teil her that they didn't keep women's collars, but ie looked right through him. She bonght a collar and a large white handkerchief. Then she walked to tbe mirror and unooncernedly took off her collar and tie. The handkerchief she folded about her neck, and when she had anchored that 13 collar to it with a pin yon wouldn't have known that it wasn't a- what is it yon cali it? - ohemisetta She tied her tie carefully, gave her hair a pat and her sleeves a pull. Then, taking the arm of a man who had lingered somewhere in the background, she sailed out toward the nearest theater. She was a genuine nnw woman. and she knew what she wan about. "-