While we were memorizing and marching, and marching and memorizing, several of our mothers met together with patterns and cheesecloth to work out an appropriate robe. I can remember standing for my mother while she draped material on me, using my father’s bathrobe cord over the cheesecloth as she fussed for the right effect. When a pattern had been agreed upon, our mothers made our robes of white voile, which seemed quite elegant to us in those days; drapery cord, with tassels sewed to each end, was used for the ties. The Queen’s and Princesses’ capes were made of purple velvet later worn over heavy white satin robes, and with these they wore dainty crowns. The rest of us wore polished cotton slips under our robes, and whenever we sat down and then stood up, the voile clung to the slip, so that each officer was instructed to smooth out the skirt of the one ahead of her when we stood up to march. Oh, those robes were a far cry from the beautiful roes of today! Irma Swoboda (Mrs. R. W. Jacobsen) Recorder, Bethel 1, Omaha Founding member of Job's Daughters