Sitting in front of the fire, they became quite confidential, and began to gossip.

The “Frances Cleveland” hat shown at Ridley’s is simply lovely![…]It was purchased by a “brown[-]ish blond” whose complexional requirements were nobly met by the “combine” of garnet and sky-blue, and was pronounced a piece of millineric perfection.

the evanescence of the morning mist.

To the cocklers, winklers, and push-net shrimpers, whose premises are the kitchen or a beach store, the necessary alterations will often be out of the question.