is _sin_ and the individual and society must suffer. At this present
moment in our country, as in the ages past in nations and with peoples
that are now being forgotten, girlhood is worshiping the Twin Idols and
one is compelled to ask himself if the final result will be the same.

It is not alone the rich girl who bows the knee in the presence of
Fashion and offers her best to Pleasure, the poor girl also worships. In
the multitude that bow are all sorts and conditions of girls.

We wait for a prophet. A prophet that shall awaken womanhood and
girlhood and show them that to be well dressed means to be
appropriately dressed, that extravagant overdressing is clear evidence
of the lack of good breeding and good taste; that those who indulge in
clothes which they cannot afford and those who make of themselves living
models for the exhibition of the latest extravagances, both proclaim the
unworthy station in life where they _truly_ belong.

We need a prophet who shall awaken womanhood and girlhood to see that
the wild rush for sensational and unhealthful pleasures has always meant
one thing--final inability to enjoy, the day when all pleasures pall.

Would that the prophet might come, and speedily, that our girls might
stand up on their feet free, no more slaves to Fashion or servants of
Pleasure. Free--their faces clear, tinted and rosy with the keen joy of
living. Free--their eyes bright with health and energy. Free from the
lines of worry that stamp the faces of all those who yield to the
demands of the Twin Idols.

It will be a great day when the leaders and worshipers of Fashion and
the devotees of Pleasure blow the trumpets and cry aloud, "Bow down,"