Hairbowed

The uniformed girl pages in large banks in New York [as in Chicago]. . . . hatless, hairbowed girls on the subway . . . . the young Vermont twins—country school marms—waiting on table at a Green mountain resort, bright as a new dollar . . . . the woman bank employé from Jersey City remarking that never before have women had such an opportunity to study finance as thru the timely courses of the American Institute of Banking [there are more than 11,000 women members of the institute] — she doesn’t agree there are no careers for women in banking.

She’s 12 inches tall, ringleted and hairbowed, beautifully dressed.

Gaily dressed in party clothes, even to red “velvet” shoes . . . hairbowed in saucy twin pony tails, she’s bound to win any heart!

Hope Leezum, invincibly hairbowed by now, pigtails at a defiant angle, adores the company.

Next door to him lived the Havillands, where hairbowed Millie from my school days kept a pony.