aper
that there's a swell society masquerade ball to be given by the younger
married set tomorrow night at the Glen Cove Country Club. Take your
squad to cover it." At this point you doubtless say, "Chief, I'm afraid
I can't use my squad. My men have been disguised as trained seals all
this week, and tomorrow night, they are to raid all the actresses'
dressing rooms at the Hippodrome" and then the Chief says, "Well, Izzy,
you'll have to rent a costume and pull off the raid all by yourself."

A WORD ABOUT CORRECT COSTUMES

Your first concern should be, of course, your costume. If you have a
high voice (although really there is no reason for supposing that all
Dry Agents have high voices), you might well attend the masquerade
disguised as a lady. One of the neatest and, on the whole, most
satisfactory of ladies' disguises is that of Cleopatra. Cleopatra, as
you know, was once Queen of Egypt and the costume is quite simple and
attractive. It may be, however, that you would prefer to appear as a
modern rather than an ancient queen. A modern Queen (if one may judge
from the illustrated foreign periodicals) always wears a plain suit
and carries a tightly rolled umbrella. Should you care to attend the
masquerade as an allegorical figure--say "2000 Years of Progress"--you
might wear the Cleopatra costume and carry the umbrella. Or you might
go attired as some other less prominent member of the nobility--for
instance, Lady Dartmouth, whose delightful costume is more or less
featured in the advertising on our better class subways and street cars,
and can be obtained at a comparatively small cost at any reliable dry
goods store.

Should you, however, feel that you would be more at ease in a male
costume, there are several suggestions which might cleverly conceal
your real identity. You might, for example, attend the ball as Jurgen--a
costume which would assure you a pleasurable evening and many pleasing
acquaintances. You might, with equal satisfaction, go as an Indian.

It occurs to me that it might even be a clever move to attend the party
dressed as a Dry Agent. All suspicion would be instantly lost in the
uproar of laughter which would greet your announcement of your disguise;
many men would probably so far enter into the spirit of the joke as to
offer you drinks from their flasks, and much valuable evidence could
be obtained in this way. And the costume is quite easy--simply wear a
pleated soft-bosom dress shirt with yo