Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1881-01-02

think would do. We appeal to our
friend. She says: ooh, never In the
first place it is an ugly color, most unbe-
coming; in the next, it is not worth
the price," In other words, she
is sure we would never be pleased
with it. With poor excuse for an
amiable smile, we decide to take her
advice and not take the new shape. We
reach the next place. The door is
opened for us. We are rushed at by
smiling young woman who mechanically
asks, "Can I show you anything? ?"
We state our errand. Once more we
were shown numerous styles until we
become so bewildered we don't know
which to choose. Once more we cock
our head in all positions and view that
important portion Of ourselves in every
light Nothing satisfies. We leave dis
couraged and go into the establishment
next door. By this time the invisible
wreck, and the hair itself, which was
prettily arranged when we started out,
has tendency to stand on end. There
is prospect of nothing being becoming,
from our looks We are aggravatingly
asked, "What style we prefer to see !? "
We recklessly answer, "No particular
shape-anything pretty" Again We re-
move our bonnet with an actual reluc-
lance to part with it. Again we go
through the old story. Our friend, who
looks slightly fatigued, suddenly finds
everything we try on becoming! We
get up a smile. We are once more told
our head is unusually small and that it
is necessary to have style copied. We
find one, we think, does nicely. We
leave our orders and turn our steps
homeward, tired, dusty, disenchanted
with everything in general, and bonnets
in particular. We are consoled about our
small head, however, by the thought that
it is great beauty, though inconven-
lent. We bid our friend good-by and
tell her we are sure we could have done
nothing without her. We speak OF our
success to the head Of the house at din
ner. He Immediately asks how much
we paid for our purchase. We take a
long breath and boldly state the cost.
There is fuss about it. We say de-
murely we went all over town (for we
feel tired enough to believe ourselves),
and it is the cheapest thing we saw,
which is the truth. For answer our
amiable lord scornfully says, "Oh,
pah p We answer him, when he sees
the article under discussion, he will feel
perfectly satisfied. Just then the bell
rings. We say, with little air Of tri-
umph, now you will be able to judge for
yourself. In comes thesbandbox. We
rush up stairs to mirror, don the new
fashion, arrange it becomingly, assume
our sweet expression and descend for
criticism. Our better half eyes US in
silence. We slowly whirl around for
his benefit. His lack of enthusiasm
alarms us. We falter out, "Well?"
He leans back in his chair, takes us in
once more, and turns round to go on
with his dinner with the remark, "Tl
give you just $40 to burn that thing up.
To tell you the truth, you look just fifty
years older in it than you are" We are
literally crestfallen! We silently return
the hat, we will never wear in comfort
now, to it's resting place, consoling
ourselves with the thought that it is
prettier than anythingwe have seen, and
perhaps our iege lord will learn to like
it.-MeaU Orleans Pic02y1Lne.