  A daily paper says, “You can always tell when a girl has a young man at the front by the regimental badge she wears.” Eve likes the idea, and being at the moment enraptured with a Highland laddie determines that the world shall know it Those people who were wont to think the tight skirt unwomanly are hoping that the full skirt will bring back the modesty of the Victorian era. Eve hopes so, too; here she is in the new spotted veil cultivating a demure expression Eve and her sisters, Evelyn and Evelinda, tired of enforced inactivity, decide to do their bit at the front—or near it, and are here seen making their preparations for departure Here we have the wet and warm farewells on the parental doorstep. We have sternly pointed out to Eve that her costume is not the regulation one for the nursing sisterhood; but, as Eve says, all that matters is to look nice and be nice When Eve, Evelyn, and Evelinda arrived at their destination they were promptly set to work scrubbing the floors and washing the dishes, while less ornamental but considerably more useful workers attended to the dear soldiers. Eve, Evelyn, and Evelinda, if disappointed, were full of patriotism, so they worked—and worked— Till the authorities, in pure compassion, assisted our tired little friends back home— Where, with the blissful consciousness of duty done, may still be found wrapped in dreamless slumber Eve, Evelyn, and Evelinda |
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