A Society Item

It was at the Emerald ball, and the yonng society reporter sharpened her wits and herpencils, that fnll and satis factory description of each costume might bo presented. Snrrounding her were those most desirons of seeing their names and gowns in print, and in the crowd stood a shopgirl, gowned in flimsy pink cheesecloth of indescribabla out. When her turn carne for inspection, it was with a hopeless eye that the re porter snr-yeyed the toilet. The artful qnestion, faowever, was asked, as usual: "And your name and gown?" "Miss Matilda Jenkins, attired ia pink crepon and diamonds," was the studied and prompt reply. "Pink crepon," wrote the newspaper woroan, delighted with the new and elegant name for cheesecloth, but her pencil refnsed to add "and diamonds" until her quick eyes had discovered on the girl's collar a tiny rhinestone as big as a pinhead. Then "and diamonds" went down in the notebook as prondly as if announcing tiaras and stomachers of pnrest luster. The next day all the girls behind a notion counter exclaimed enviously over a well worn newspaper clipping which read, "Miss Matilda Jenkins, attired in pink crepon and diamonds," and when the society reporter glanced over the printed words she feit never a pang as to the accuracy of the inf ormation she