San Marcos free press. [volume] (San Marcos, Tex.) 1877-1892, 1883-08-16

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displaying goods, throwing them on
her arm or over her shoulders, that
the ladies were obliged to buy. They
could not help it.
Cousin Jack, or more properly JACK
Bascom, was teller in the Southwest
ern National. He was 20, and per-
fectly loyal to one woman and that
woman was his mother. Whatever
he did, he did for her.
81 don't think l shall ever get mar
ned," Jack would say to himself" "
"They come too high, and besides, !
see none like my mother" Toward
his cousin Eva, he had always felt in
patcrnal sort of way, and he would
deal out to her large chunks of faith
erly advice, fitted for almost any occa-
sion.
The pistol episode amused Jack
not little. Every now and then
through the day he would mutter:
"She is dandy, but l guess | shall
have to give her a lesson of some
kind" and an inward paroxy1m of
Impressed mirth would almost choke
inn. He went to bed that nigh with
his head full of underlined practical
Jokes, but all having sort OF center
piece in Eva and her pistol.
1t was only at the breakfast table
that the family met, for Eva took her
lunch at the store and was always
late to dinner.
The next morning Jack commenc-
ed on Eva:
well, my Amazonian little sales
lady, did you Stay any sand-baggers
last night?"
81 am not a saleslady want you to
know, Cousin Jack"
What! been promoted again?"
II am not promoted and L am not q
saleslady; lam saleswoman. If there
is one word that I despise more than
another it is saleslady. Do you say
a salesgentleman? suppose you are
a tellergentleman in the Southwest
ern?"
no." said Jack, 81 am a gentle
manly teller"
"You may joke, but I tell you I
abominate saleslady. Why can't
girls and women have as much sense
as men. Are we to say kitchenlady,
cooklady?"
Every woman is lady by right of
her SEX" said Jack.
Doubtless that is true, but why
should we American girls be so dis
trustful as to be constantly announc-
ing ourselves as ladies. We are la
dies if we act suitably to what we are
in. Others may call themselves
salesladies, if they chose, but as for
myself, 1 am saleswomen, and when
it is necessary to refer to me in that
capacity, I prefer to be so called.
Think of a man advertising for a
place as a salesgenueman! He would
get it Iguess!"
Bravo! bravo! my belle cousine.
Another new departure. Here is a
saleswoman armed cap-a-pie. Well
may the philosophers ask "Whither
are we tending?" Are there any more
young women in your store of your
mind?"
Eyes, few; but the great majority
are, and prefer to be salesladies."
IL hope co.,, you do not consider
yourself WON all with mission"
mo, sir, | am not a woman with
a mission. The strongest points
about my SEX are their weaknesses,
and one of the weaknesses is to be
called salesladies. 1 don't believe l
could reform that cut of that if l
were to try. l like the name lady.
1t implies dignity, refinement and
good breeding. Don't let us drag it
into the mire. Every saleswoman
can be a lady if she chooses, but sic
is not lady because she stands be-
hind a counter and sells goods Gus
toners. Saleslady! Sales tiddiesticks! |
and Eva started up and off with an
energy that made Jacks head swim,
"My opinion is that she is a dandy"
soliloquized Jack. But the pistol |
idea is not a good one. She must /
give that up. She'll hurt herself /.
sometime, and then l should reproach |
myself. l can't argue her out of it,
that certain, but shall find a way"
Jack continued in a brown study .
nearly all day. In the evening he .
came home to dinner, but strolled .
out Immediately after. He hal an
idea and was going to work it out. /
Eva left the store as night was
falling. She had a long ride in the
car and by the time she reached the