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Title: The canadian magazine of politics, science, art and literature, November 1910-April 1911
Year: 1893 (1890s)
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Subjects: Canadian periodicals
Publisher: Toronto, Ontario publishing co
Contributing Library: Toronto Public Library: Research and Reference Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto

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continued downpour. The full-skirtedgowns are generally black. The apronsare black also (or occasionally darkblue) and the shoulders are coveredwith a large shawl or a short roundcape of real or imitation lambskin,dyed black. The draperies of these women areindeed so funereal that a stranger,coming into one of the gray old townson a Sunday or a market day, wouldhave good excuse for fancying thathalf the population was in mourningfor some widespread calamity. Eventhe coiffe, light, transparent, quaint-ly winged and sometimes adornedwith a band of lacework across theback, is suggestive in its pure whiteof the headgear of a widow. Thegrandmothers—a portion of thepopulation much in evidence in self-abnegating attendance on those smallsovereigns of every household, thelastest-bom—wear the coijfe drawnwell forward over their scanty grayhair to the line of the forehead. Theyounger women pin it well back on thetight coils of their black locks and, atthe best of times, this particular type
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A BRITTANY PARDON—PILGRIMS AT STE. ANNE DAURAY TAKING BREAKFAST IN THE OPEN AIR of cap is to an unaccustomed eyemore curious than beautiful. As Iwrite, however, the exception to thisgeneralisation rises in my memory,and I see again the sweet, brown sun-kissed face of a little daughter of Brit-tany, with roguish dark eyes, lips ofcoral and a witchery of smiles anddimples that turned the coiffe with itsdroll wings into a halo—for a verymischievous-looking angel. The littlemaid was only a femvie-de-chainhreof a queer Hotel dii Commerce, buther deft service and her pretty friend-ly manners made us feel strangely athome in that unfamiliar place of ourbrief sojourn. But not all the young girls of Brit-tany, especially in the northern part,care to wear the costume of theirrace. They often affect a style ofdress, influenced—at a distance, likeour own—by the deliberate and oftenunhappy inventions of Parisian cos-iumiers, bent on novelty at all costsof grace and convenience. Most ofthe

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