Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1885-09-12
NO 81. FROSTBURG, MD, SEPTEMBER 12 1885.
SELECT STORY.
The Blue Satin Slippers.

There was church fair and festi-
val on hand at Waynesville, and all
the young ladies were in q state of
feminine futter.
Pretty brown-eyed Jenny Carson
had one of the fancy tables. She
also had new dress for the occasion.
The soft, shining folds Of dark blue
silk were draped over the bed, and
Jenny was kneeling on the floor, ar
ranging 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 slippers
to match it and you will be the best
dressedIgirl at the festival"
"But satin slippers are very ex-
pensive," said Jenny, hesitatingly.
"Oh, we'll, yes, somewhat. But
there is nothing sets off a lady's ap-
pearance like nice shoes and glove &.
l heard DR.. Chester say he never con-
sldered a. lady we'll dressed if she
wore ill-itting boots or gloves. -"
And Miss Bell complacently crossed
her own pretty French kids, while
Jenny nervously put away the pretty
silk.
What DR.. Chester said was begin
ming to be matter of some moment
to Jenny Carson. She was conscious
of a longing for the blue slippers ;
but, alas! they were too expensive
for her.
Miss Dorsey 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, edo you need any
fallals for your frolic tomorrow
eyes, l do need some new shoes
and gloves" said Jenny.
"You do, eh? Well, what must
give you to buy them with p
"Whatever you can, papa"
"Well, here's $40 bill. l guess
that will be enough. Get a good,
sensible pair Of shoes; something to
keep you warm this cold weather, and
no flimsy things"
eyes, sir. Thank you, papa. I'll
do the best 1 can," said Jenny; but
she blushed, for in herssheart she felt
guilty.
However, she did mean to buy q
pair of warm kid boots for everyday
wear. She hoped to get the blue
ones for about 81, which would leave
enough for the others and for 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 slippers.
"Indeed they are cheap" SAID the
clerk. 81 assure you, Miss Carson,
we have sold these right along at $s.
This is the last pair, SO we offer them
for less. They're very fine"
eyes," admitted Jenny.
Nothing sets off dainty foot like
a pair of these slippers" pursued the
willy clerk, with au eye for his trade.
"Very few young ladies could wear SO
small shoe-]ust 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 slip
pers, recalled what DR.. Chester had
said, ,nnand, silly little puss, for once
let her vanity Irun away with her
reason.
"1'll take them," she said. After
the slippers were paid for there was
barely enough left to buy her gloves
and ribbon or two.
The next day, the great one, was
clear and cold, with sharp wind,
Overshoes would ruin the dainty
satin slippers; but, luckily, for Jen'
ny, the ground was dry. But it was
frozen hard, and 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 in
the beautiful blue silk, her throat and
wrists shaded with the softest lace
and the dainty blue slippers futter