THE TWO BAD POWDERS II 
These were the words of the charm :— 
Fashion, fashion, fashion ! 
Give a little sneer. 
Fashion, fashion, fashion ! 
Science makes it clear. 
Fashion, fashion, fashion ! 
A bird is not a bat. 
Fashion, fashion, fashion ! 
Such a pretty hat! 
Under the influence of this drowsy charm—which, 
of course, had no meaning in it whatever—the God- 
’ dess of Pity began to nod, and nodded and nodded 
till, on the last line, she went fast asleep, with a pleased 
smile on her face. 
Then the wicked little demon took from one of 
the pockets in the suit of clothes that charmed 
everybody two little bottles that contained two 
different sorts of powders, one hot like pepper, 
and the other cold like ice, but both of them so 
fine that they were quite invisible. He took a 
pinch of the hot powder which was labelled ‘‘ Vanity,” 
and blew it upon the heads of all the women, and 
the instant it touched them they all looked pleased, 
and you could see that they were thinking only 
of how they looked, though they /a/ked in a very 
different way. It was funny that they a// looked 
pleased, because a great many—in fact, most of 
them—were plain, not pretty, and yet they looked 
