The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1876-01-13
Why 1ye ESid Not Esuy the Vcuus c.
Milo.

From the Boston Commercial Bulletin
Into one of the large jewclrv and fancy
goods stores Of Boston walked, the other
day. one Of those customers that the hol-
iday season sometimes brings to town.
He was hard-handeo, loose joinied,
broad.shouldcred individual, carefully
dressed in new suit of baggy, ready
made clothes, and home-lanndried shirt
and hat which, although perfectly new,
was three seasons behind the present
fashion Saunterlng up to one of the sales
men,with very OBVIOUS attempt at being
at home among the glittering splen Tor Of
the salesroom and general air of Not
to be astonished or done by you Boston
fellcrs." he inquired, go. any brunzes!"
The clerk answered in the affirmative, and
led the way to bewilde'ing stock Of
bronze statucttes, clocks. etc The WISH
tor stared at them for moment as an
interior African might have at the first
white man he had ever seen, and then
setting his hat little more firmly on his
head, asked (Which o them flyers mou;
be the Venus Of high low p
The. trained salesman. with
placid countenance, quietly replied
Il do not remember any BY that title
are you sure that was the name - The
patron Of the fine arts drew large, vel.
low silk handkerchief from his hat, and.
hopping his face uueas.ly, said: at
mout ha been ace high. but think it
was high low Marian sad that ef thou t
of sevea-up shouldn't forget
the name. Tie fact is, said the puz-
zlcd purchaser. wrh sudden burst
OF confidence. ''Cap. hcv Just put up a
new tenement down To South Higgins
boro, anu Marian lowed she'd like a
brunze in the keepin' room. suthin like
what she once seed in cousin Sam Stiff
ner'S parlor on Beacon street. Cousin
Sam he writ the n.n,e on card, n
raps I've got it nov. and diving into
MS breast pocket as If he was to un.
sheath a two handed sword. he logged out
a long pocket book, from the depths of
which he plucked card and handed it to
the salesman. All" said the latter.
1.-The Venus of Milo. Yes, sir. here is q
| fine copy: reproduction by Barbidi-
enne. The customer surveyed il earn
nestly for moment. and then said: ''Ye
hahn, got . perfect one. hev ys.
Capt. This ere one has lost both her
arms and got deEts all over her back. y
The patient salesman explained that the
statuette was copy Of the original that
was found in that condition. ''Shoh.''
commented the other. and then hesitat-
ingly. don't any Of them have any more
close n that This ere ones night gown
pears to have kind OF slipped off on her.
Again the shopman. despite bis twitching
muscles, explained to his attentive lis
tener that 1t was an imitation Of an an
Gent statue, He. however, cooking his
head on the side. inquired: "WaIl. now.
what'li you tax fur her, jess IS she
stands !" rapping his bony knuckles on
the bronze rs il it were . buzz
saw One hundred and fifty dol
lars for that size said the clerk
'Wha-a-tf almost shouted the astonish
ed woe'd-be patron OF the arts; "a hun
dred'n fifty dollars fur hrunze ga
'thout any arms. and skearce rag to he,
back. Venus Of Ny Low! Venus of You
High. should say. A hunired'n fit,
dollars! Why. that's half the morsssg'
on brother Jim's farm. Guess Maria
must have thought nay name Vas William
B. Astor. instess. of John Higgins aas
fixing his hat littie firmer, he made