Bloomer Costumes rule the day,
Ladies wear the new apparel,
Corsets now are thrown away,
Hour-glass changes to a barrel.
Ladies now may street yarn spin,
As they have to take less stitches,
Now they put their fair forms in
Sack coats and big Turkey breeches.
We hope Mr. Editor Rising has no allusion, in this, to Graham’s Christmas Turkeys—that would be a breach of decorum.