Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1885-09-10
The Blue Satin Slipper.

There was a church fair and festival
on hand at Waynesville, and all the
young ladies were in state of feminine
fiutter.
Pretty brown-eyed Jenny Carson had
one of the fancy tables. She also had 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 ribon to her taste, when
Miss Bell Dorsey, who was Jenny's most
intimate friend, burst into the room.
"Oh. what a pretty dress. Jennyl
You'll look ravishing in it. You only
need pair of blue satin boots to match
it and you'll be the best dressed girl at
the festival.
But satin boots are very expensive"
said Jenny, hesitatingly.
"Oh, well, yes, somewhat. But there's
nothing sets off a lady's appearance like
nice shoes and gloves. heard DR.. Ches-
ter say ne never considered a lady well
dressed if she wore ill-ftting 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 beginning
to be matter of some moment to Jenny
Carson. She was conscious of long
ing for the blue boots; but, alasl they
were too expensive for her.
Miss Bell presently took her leave.
and Jenny, with half her pleasure spoil
ed went on with her preparations.
"Well, daughter" said her father at
the dinner table, do you need anything
for your frolic tomorrow"
"Yes, do need some new shoes and
some gloves" said Jenny.
"You do, eh? Well, what must give
you to buy them with?"
Whatever you can spare, papa"
"Well, here's $40 bill. L guess that
will be enough. Get a good, sensible
pair of shoes, now; something to keep
you warm this cold weather, and no
flimsy things"
"Yes, sir. Thank you. papa. I'll do
the best 1 can," said Jenny; but she
biushed. for in her heart she felt very
guilty.
However, she did mean to buy pair
of warm kid boots for every day wear.
She hoped to get the blue ones for
about 81, which would leave her 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"
"Ob, dearl ] 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 So. This
is the last pair, so we offer them for less.
They're very fine"
"Yes," admitted Jenny.
Nothing sets off dainty foot like a
pair of these dainty boots" pursued the
willy clerk, with an eye for his trade.
VERY few young ladies wear so small
shoe-just your size, you see, Miss Car
son."
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.
"Ill 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. Ovsrshoes
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 ber feet were like ice.
Jenny presided at one Of the fancy Ia.