The Wilmingtonian., 1885-06-13
THE STORY TELLER.
Girls be Sensible.

Pretty brown-cyed Jenny Carson had one
of the fancy tables.
She had also a 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.
"oh, what pretty dress, Jenny You'll
look ravishing in it. You only need pair
of blue satin boots to match it, and then
you'n be the best dressed girl at the fes-
tival." 81
"But satin boots are very expensive" said
Jenny, hesitatingly.
ooh, we'll, yes, somewhat But there's
nothing sets off lady's appearance like
nice shoes and gloves"
81 heard DIR. Chester say he never consid-
cred lady well dressed if she wore ill-fit-
ting boots or gloves"
And Miss Bell complacently crossed her
own pretty French kids, while Jenny
nervously put away the very pretty silk
dress.
What DIR. Chester said was beginning to
be matter of'some moment to Jenny Car
son. She was conscious of longing for the
blue boots; but, alas! they were too expen-
sive 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"
''Yes, do need some new shoes and some
gloves" said Jenny.
"You do, ehp Well, what must 1 give
you to buy them withP'
Whatever you can spare, papa"
"Well, here's a ten dollar bill. | guess
that will be enough. Get a good, sensible
pair of shoes now; something to keep you
warm this cold weather, and no fimsy
things"
Eyes, sir. Thank you, papa, will do
the best I 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"
"Oh, dear! was in hopes they were
cheap" frankly confessed jenny, laying
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"
"Yes, y admitted Jenny.
Nothing sets off 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 so small a
shoe-just about your size, you see, Miss
Carson.'
Poor Jenny sighed, thought Of tho thick,
warm boots she ought to have, oasb a long
ing look at the blue beauties, recalled what
DR.. Chester said, and, silly little puss, for
once let her vanity run away with her rea-
son.
''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 a sharp wind. Over-shoes
would ruin the dainty satin boots. but,
luckily for Jenny, the ground was
dry.
But it was frozen hard, and when she
reached the gaily decorated room of the
new church, her feet were feeling like
ice.
Jenny presided at one of the fancy tables
She made lovely picture in the beautiful
blue silk.
Her throat and wrists shaded with the
softest lace, and the dainty blue boots nut
tering in and out below the plating Of hel
skirt.
Bell Dorsey was already at her post, ant
as Jenny came up she opened her eyes wild,
and exclaimed;
"oh, my, you blue angel! Did you drol
from the clouds?"
Jenny laughed, and happening just thel
to catch glance from DR.. Chester, win
stood near, blushed with pleasure, while tn
gentle heart in her bosom throbbed tumult
uously.
Jenny had very busy day Of it. Their
was much buying and selling, and Jenny
table was very popular.
But as tine new church was large and no
yet finished, it was not very warm. Th
girls at the table were chilly all day, and b
the time evening came Jenny's feet were s
numb and cold that she could hardl
stand.
A hot supper, however, had been prepare
at the hotel just across the street. Di
Chester waited on Jenny at the table, Glat
enough was she to get something warm ant
be near fire.
But DR.. Chester, though kind and polite
was not what he had been.
He seemed strangely cold and distant
and Jenny felt as if her bright day wa
spoiled. But girls know how to hide thes
things, and Jenny was the gayest Of th
gay.
She had to return to her stall again imm,
diately after supper; and oh, how sharpl
the cold struck her as she stepped out int
the night.
DIR. Chester left her at the door of sma
room designed for a vestry, but now use
by the ladies as a dressing room.
Jenny ran in to put off her wraps, bu
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