The Treasury Department, looking for new ways to sell war bonds, tried tough talk to sell War Loan VI. Hattie Carnegie, Manhattan couturier, went the Treasury one better. In windows usually devoted to high-priced chichi escapism, Hattie Carnegie tried realism. Her shocker set off protests: one customer complained that after seeing the display, she was unable to eat her lunch at the superswank Colony Club.

Hattie Carnegie finally relented last week, closed a discreet curtain on the photographic blowup of limbless men, leaving only the papier-mâché model in the wheel chair to...

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