I’ve seen many different kinds of Amish and Mennonite people
at Walmart on Saturdays, wearing different types and colors of plain
clothes. But I had never seen a woman’s
dress quite the color of the one I saw one Saturday in autumn, a year ago. I haven’t seen anything like it since, but I
suspect I will remember it for a long time.
It was a young Amish woman in a plain dress that caught my
eye. Her outfit was properly plain and
simple, long from the neck to the ankles, close-tied at the top, cinched at the
waist with a plain white string, pleated correctly, where it fell to the tops
of her feet, and gathered over the rounds of her shoulders. It was short sleeved, straight-hemmed, and as
plain as it could be, just as any proper Amish lady’s dress should be. It was covered over in front with a white day
apron, and it was worn by a young woman of maybe twenty years, who had flat
beach thongs on her feet.
With a group of seven other Amish girls of roughly the same
age, she walked out of the store laughing.
Except for her dress, they would have all looked the same, and that is
the point in Amish country. One wants to
look the same, dress the same, and act the same, so as to not be different or
unique. Because to assert yourself as
different would be prideful, perhaps even arrogant, and that would be an
especially non-Amish thing to do – unless you are not yet a member of the
church, and you still have a little time before courtship leads to marriage,
and church membership, when conformity is expected of everyone.
And what was the unusual thing about her dress? It was just the color - a bright, eye-popping goldenrod. It was the glory of full
autumn blaze - yellow tingeing toward gold, and it was as unique and individual
as anything I’ve ever seen in an Amish dress.
I suspect I could travel Holmes
County for another ten
years and never again see anything like it.
We always think of Amish people as being uniformly plain and
simple. As being spiritually minded and
not worldly. But a handsome Amish woman
of marriageable age? That is a beautiful
sight indeed, and the color of a simple dress tells us everything we need to
know about the woman.
Labels: Amish, Amish Culture, Amish-Country Mysteries, Holmes County, P. L. Gaus