The Cecil Whig., 1885-06-06
THE BLUE SATIN SLIPPER.

There was a church fair and festival
on hand at WaynesvilIe, and all the
young ladies were in state Of femi-
nine lutter.
Pretty brown eyed Jenny Carson had
one of the fancy tables. She had also
new dress for the occasion. The soft,
shining folds of dark-blue silk were
draped over the bed, and Jenny was
kneeling upon the floor, arranging the
loops Of satin ribbon, to her taste, when
Miss Bell Dorsey, who was Jenny's
most intimate friend, burst into the
| room.
ooh, what a pretty dress, Jenny
You'll look ravishing in it. You only
need pair of blue satin boots to match
it, and then you'll be the best dressed
girl at the festival
''But satin boots are very expensive y
said Jenny, hesitatingly.
ooh, well, yes, somewhat But
there's nothing sets off lady's appear
ance like nice shoes and gloves. l
heard DR.. Chester say he never con-
sidered a lady well dressed if she wore
i'll fitting boots or gloves" And Miss
Bell complacently crossed her own
pretty French kids, while Jenny nery-
ously put away the pretty silk.
What DIR. Chester said was beginning
to be matter of some moment to
Jenny Carson. She was conscious of a
longing for the blue boots but, alas
they were too expensive for her.
Miss Bell presently took her leave,
and Jenny 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 tomorrow"
Eyes, do need some new shoes
and some gloves" said Jenny.
"You do, Ell? Well, what must |
give you to buy them with?"
Whatever you can spare, papa"
"Well, here's a ten-dollar bill. l
guess that will be enough. Get good,
sensible pair OF shoes now; something
to keep you warm this cold weather,
and no flimsy things"
Eyes, sir. Thank you, papa, I'll do
the best can," said Jenny; but she
blushed, and in her heart she felt very
guilty.
However, she did mean to buy a
pair of warm kid boots for everyday
wear She hoped to get the blue ones
for about four dollars, which would
leave her enough for the others and
the gloves.
But when she stood in Turner's store
and asked the price of the dainty,
shiny things offered her, the clerk
promptly answered, "Seven dollars,
Miss Carson"
ooh, dear | was in hopes they were
cheap" frankly confessed Jenny, lay
ing down the boots.
Indeed, they are Cheap said the
clerk. 81 assure you, Miss Carson,
we have sold these right along at eight
dollars. This is the light pair, so we
offer them for less. They're very fine. u
eyes," admitted Jenny.
Nothing sets off a dainty foot like
a pair Of these dainty boots" pursued
the willy clerk, with an eye for his trade
every few young ladies could wear SC
small shoe-just about your size, you
see, Miss Carson"
Poor Jenny sighed, thought Of the
thick, warm boots she ought to have:
cast longing look 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 to buy her gloves and a
ribbon or two.
The next day, the great one, was
clear and cold, with sharp wind
Over-shoes would ruin the dainty satin
boots but, luckily for Jenny, the ground
was dry. But it was frozen hard, anG
when she reached the gayly decorated
room of the new church, her feet were
like ice.
Jenny presided at one of the fancy
tables. She made lovely picture il
the beautiful blue silk her throat anC
wrists shaded with the softest lace, anC
the dainty blue boots fluttering in and
out below the plating of her skirt.
Bell Dorsey was already at her post
and as Jennie came up she opened hel
eyes wide and exclaimed: ooh, my
you blue angel Did you drop from the
clouds?"
Jenny laughed, and happening JUS
then to catch glance from DR.. Ches
ter, who stood near, blushed with pleas
ure, while the gentle heart in her bosom
throbbed tumultuously.
Jenny had very busy day Of it
There was much buying and selling
and Jenny's table was very popular
But as the new church was large anc
not yet finished, it was not very warm
The girls at the table were chilly al
day, and by the time evening came