Both Miss Ray Dumont and Mr. Lester Gaba work with the idea in mind of the whole feeling and design of a windows.

Their mannequins are sold in sets, six in a set, to the leading stores.

Mr. Gaba's adult models go to all the first class stores in New York, as well as to many outside city; Miss Dumont is under contract to supply child mannequins to Best's in New York and one store in eky cities, clear across the country.

Miss Dumont supplies not only the mannequins, but the other elemetns which make up a given scene.

For instance, in the spring, when the idea is to carry the eye of the public out into the park with children's clothes, she had a collection of swans to make up the subject background of the scene.

Another time, it was children grouped around a cart wo which was hitched an obdurate donkey. She got that idea from seeing some children down on Nantucket Island, trying to budge a donkey that had made up its mind to stand still.

Dogs are a souce of hilarious activity at the Dumont works. Someone on the staff is always being sent off hotfoot, to locate a certain Scotty or French poodle that is the precise model needed.

There was a fearful time a while ago about a young man who owned the perfect dachshund for sketching. It was discovered that a certain hour each afternoon, he had his tea in Madison Avenue restaurant, and that the while his incomparable dachshund folded itself neatly under his chair.

A girl was dispatched to sketch. Between the dog's position in shadown under his master's chair, and the young man's growing suspicion that the girl was a detective, spying on him about sins he probably never committed, it was touch and go whether the police would be called in.

Then there was the Chihuahua that had ot be sketched. Or rather the pair of them. They were duly borowed from a slightly surprised owner, but it was pretty bad business, for they didn't understand what was going on, and turned the studio into a bedlam.

But you get to know a lot about the dog side of New Yok life in Miss Dumont's business. You never know ehn you'll need an old English sheep dog, or an Afghan hound or a Belington.

(Miss Dumont is very anxious to have an excuse to use a model of a Bedlington terrier, but thinks she'll have to wait a little while because most people still think they are lambs, and that spoils the fun.)

So you keep your eyes open and try to remember where you've seen what kind of dog. Park Avenue for French poodles, these days. Lower Fifth for Scotties and a matchless pair of Skye terriers. Also an old English sheep dog.

Well, these things are all valuable to know, in Miss Dumont's business, because her children need backgrounds to be at their best, and she makes it part of her business to supply, not only actors, but the whole stage setting as well.

Boys? Well, yes, but Miss Dumont likes to do girls better. She did one boy with red hair, but he had such a fierce look that everyone took to calling him Battling Butler, and that hurt her feelings, so she hasn't made any redheads, or boys either either, since.

She loves to do the girls and mostly the animals are fun to do too. But she got an order one day for a set of mannequins in a scene which was to include and elephant, too.

She thought it would be lots of fun. But the elephant turned out to be so big, they nearly had to tear down the building that houses the studio to bring it to the store.

And when it got to the store, they had to take out one of the Fifth Avenue windows to get it in. They all stood on the sidewalk, wringing their hands and weeping.

Miss Dumont says that's her last elephant.