The Red Cloud chief., 1885-12-04

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saws: Those beautiful hand ryoven
~handkcrchiefs are only sixty doliarsA
dozen. Please look At them as the
light shines through them once hl'Tre.1
You do Sd this time with mueIl rev.
| ersnce, and ask. in an off-hand yay.
what nose requires such pampering.
| Many noses. the clerk will tel you:
among them that Of Mr.. Whi,nss. the
Secretary Of the Navy. who know, .
| good thing when he sees il, but who is
sometimes satisfied with goods a. ls,w
Is f~orty-eighs or fifty dollars a dn Z.
Some Of their best customers would D )t
condescend TO take up any such b. =.
gain. and would fail TO be suited inths
store, which just happens to be ont 1t
the very finest grade Of linen. Thisr
| grade, with a modest profit attached.
| costs one hundred dollars for a dozen
handkerchicf-. or more if "a monogram
is desired. You sterniy refuse to inyest
in a dozen of the bargains, even to pre-
sent to a friend, and then the Young
man. rather more chcerfully than be-
fore, leads you with delicacy and grace
to the rear end of the store, and arrays
himself in 4 garment which he calls a
wrapper. and which seems TO have
been made If q slice Of rainbow. cut off
when the rainbow was in a particularly
| high-colorcd state. The main color il
a d~elirions sky blue, with flowers of
| all the colors you ever saw bios
soming on it. and vines of an aesthetic
assortment Of tints that baik the
Imagination. The young man explains
| that the gentleman who has just laid
| il down is one Of a family Of German
| bankers. He wanted q present for a
| lady. and wanted something q trifie
| richer. The price of that work of art
was only ninety dollars, and it would
soften the heart of any living female.
You explain that ninety dollar, invested
| in strawberry and vanilla mixed would
beat any wrapper in the opinion OF your
girl. and the young man, concluding
that YOU are sordid, turns YEARLY away
and pulls down a pair Of cotton socks.
At last you feel at home. Here is a
cheap avenue Of escape; You will buy
all the cotton socks i'm the store and
| get away without wounding the young
man. But in the midst Of your happy
| thought your blood is chilled by the re-
/ afttNt W spOh 81 t4fD~' 10 ist Ill
shines through them. You know what
that means, and. sick at heart, you in
quirc '.How much without caring
whether the light shines through
or not. Only ~thirty-twO dollars "a
Dozen" the young man SAYS; "'abso-
lutely the finest thing made in the
world" and he calls Your attention to
the fact that with a pair Of the socks in
your right hand and 4 piece of tissue
paper in the left hand You can not tell
the right hand from the left. No silk
sock could be woven as fine rs that,
and many gentlemen will wear nothing
else. Their feet are so small that the
size OF their shoes renders such socks
necessary.
Certainly, if You prefer a silk sock,
hauls out endless pairs. each a dream
Of loneliness. from the rather inferior
article at three dollars a pair. which he
could, of course. not recommend. to an
article that you will find serviceable
and satisfactory at seventy-two dollars
a dozen.
II you escape the silk sock snare, you
are dazZled with a series Of snowy
white shirt bosoms of wonderful pat
terms; some c%uriOusly embroidered.
which you are cOniidentiaily warned
against wearing; others with little lin
en- knobs sticking ont all over them. to
initiate the fashion Of rough goods for
ladies, and others in The good old
styles that you have been used to.
Then comes the ordeal Of gazing on
what seems about one million cravats.
every one different; As many scarf
pins, and twice as many collars and
cuffs. Everything is from London or
Paris, with all sorts Of coats of arms
stamped over foreign NJ Roaring
beasts prowl around, uttering the sem
timent ''Honi soft qui NAL Y pcnse."
which is a thrust at any n who may
not approve of their actions; and the
statement, Itch dien," is always to be
found neal the lions. with three little
feathers backing it up. the young man
tells you that '.Honi soft aui
NAL v pense'' is the ma Of "lch diem"
and that both wear just such gloves rs
he is offering you. Under these cir
cumstances YOU knucklc down, inves;
a weeks fun in a pair of gloves. with
| three small mounds Of black thread or
| the back of each, and escape with n sigh
toward the door. But it is plain YOU &c
not yet thoroughly know the young nan
whom you despised. You fit nervous
" past the e~ighty-dollar underwear
which first unsettled you. and CHANGING
timidly around as you pass a case filled
with canes YOU meet the smiling eye al
the young man and it pins you. He
hands you q beautiful cane with a
Chinese head Of oxidized silver and a
queue braided Of silver threads. Me-
chanically you raise it to the light and
beg to know how much 3 dozen. But
as you frame the question You push up
the Chinaman's queue. and from the
Chinaman's mouth a jet Of cologne
spray bursts forth and shoots into your
right eye. -
As you fly out into the cheap world
once more, rubbing your eye. you look
fondly at your handsome trousers, Won
dering how much they would be worth
with the light shining through them.
and contentedly wipe the tears from
your eyes with the handkerchief that
came at the rate Of nine dollars and
thirty cents . dozen.-N. 7. Sum.
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