Martinsburg independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1875-1900, 1882-03-04
THE BLUE SATIN BOOTS

There was church fair and festi-
val on hand at Wyneville; and all
the young ladies were in state of
feminine futter.
Pretty, brown eyed Jennie Carson
had one of the fancy tables. She
had also new dress for the occa-
sion. The soft, shining folds of
dark blue silk were draped over the
bed, and Jennie was kneeling upon
the floor, and arranging the loops of
blue satin ribbon to her taste, when
Miss Bell Dorsey, who was Jennie's
most intimate friend, burst into the
room.
"Oh, what a pretty dress, Jennie
You'll look ravishing in it. You
only need a pair of blue satin boots
to match it, and you'll be the best
dressed girl at the festival"
"Blue satin boots are very expen-
sive," said Jennie, hesitatingly.
"Oh, well, yes-somewhat. But
there's nothing sets off lady's APP
pearance like nice shoes and gloves.
| heard Doctor Chester say he never
considered lady well-dressed if she
wore ill-fitting boots or gloves"
and Miss Bell complaeently crossed
her own pretty French kids, while
Jennie nervously put away the pref
ty silk.
What Doctor Chester said was be-
ginning to be a matter of some mo-
ment to Jennie Carson. She was
conscious of "a longing for the blue
boots; but alas they were too ex-
pensive for her.
Miss Bell presently took her de-
parture, and Jennie, with half her
pleasure spoiled, went on with her
preparations.
"Well, daughter" said her father.
at the dinner table, "do you need
any fallals for your frolic, to-mor-
row ?"
Eyes. | do need some new shoes
and some gloves" said Jennie.
"You do, eh ? Well, what must
l give you to buy them with 2"
whatever you can spare, papa"
"Well here's a ten dollar bill. |
guess that will do. Get a good pair
shoes now; something to keep you
warm this cold weather, and no
tlimsy things"
Eyes, sir. Thank you, papa. I'll
do the best cam" said Jennie; but
she blushed, for in her heart she
felt very guilty.
However she did mean to buy
pair of warm kid boots for everyd day
wear. She hoped to get the blue
ones for about four dollars, which
would leave her enough for the 9TH
ers and the gloves.
But when she stood in Turner'S
store and asked the price of the lit
tie dainty things offered her, the
clerk promptly answered:
"Seven dollars.n
"Oh, dear | was in hopes they
were cheap" frankly confessed Jen-
ME.
"Indeed they are cheap" said the
clerk. II assure you, Miss Carson,
we have sold these right along at
eight dollars. This is the last pair,
so we offer them for less. They're
very fine"
YES" admitted Jennie.
Nothing sets off a dainty foot
like pair of these fairy-like boots"
pursued the willy clerk with an eye
for his trade. Every few young la
dies could wear so small a shoe-just
your size, Miss Carson"
Poor Jennie sighed, thought of the
thick, warm boots she ought to have,
cast "A longing glance at the blue
beauties; recalled what DR. Chester
said; and-silly little puss-for once
let her vanity run away with her
reason
"I'll take them," she said.
After the boots were paid for,
there was barely enough left for her
to buy her gloves and aribbon or
two
The rcXt day, the great one, was
clear aud cold, with a sharp wind.
Overshoes would ruin the dainty
satin boots; but, luckily for Jennie,
the ground was frozen dry. But it
was cold and when she reached the