Movie pictures of Kichmond, the night, and the roads night and night. There, firing the "Hear That Syncopated Hun" at the Monte D. Stone General Manager. Here in the city, the "Hear That Syncopated Hun" is a place where the sun-kissed beach is a place of rest. For the Lotus-Land, exhibited in our windows now, the waters ripple lazily in the land on a sun-kissed beach. And the languorous air pulses against your draperies with a warm and welcoming embrace. Time is measured only by the thought of tomorrow's pleasures, and the atmosphere is redolent of perfume and plenty. The Sybarite, the elegant, the idler, and the lover whose passion is fervid, embrace the "southern season" eagerly. Valm Beach and the various resorts are crowded as never before (since louring at home has come into its own). A WATER and the abandon of youthfulness is reflected in the apparel which taudem and mademoiselle wear. Colors are rampant; fabrics are diaphanous; ensembles are gorgeous. Never, never before has the season been so brightened by the sun-kissed beach.  been so brilliant. Never before have such marvelous costume creations been evolved. Never before has womankind been permitted to indulge her penchant for finery with stubbald on. The Specialty Shop offers in wearable for Lotus-land a breath of reality. Even if you cannot spread your wings and join the migration southward, you will be introduced at the beach by the charm of these dainties. And if by chance you are to join the Lotus hunters, then your inspection of our fineries will be imperative. See them in the windows now. 