The McCook tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 1886-1936, 1888-11-02

that nothing should be taken for
granted whore Il woman is concerned.
Miss Jennings remarked coolly, as
she turned to the case: "Perhaps
some other color would make you
feel less sanguinary. This straw color,
for instance"
"Ha, ha!'-still holding up the
crimson. "You see, I'm like Joey
Bagstock, sly, develish sly"
"Indeed?"
almost as sharp as a Harvard
Senior, | assure you"
"You have an excellent opinion of
yourself"
"Well, I'm no Solomon, Miss Lou
no Solomon. But then it doesn't re.
guire the wisdom ofSolomon to know
that you want a crimson ribbon.
Any Yankee could tell that"
"Yes?"
"Oniy see what a lovely huel Your
color, exactly. Brunettes should
wear something rich and bright"
Miss Jennings returned thanks for
the advice, and allowed the giver to
show her every crimsonribbon in the
case. Finally, she said meditatively,
81 suppose six yards will be enough"
"Oh, quite, quite; yes, yes"
81 will take"
"And III guarantee the effect over
white will be charming"
81 will take six yards Of"
"And here's a narrower width OF
the same shade, if you want it," The
storekeeper had let fall his handful OF
bright satin, and was measuring of
deity. "Four-fve-six. Six yards?"
lifting the scissors.
"Six yards-of this blue" the
young lady concluded.
"Eh!" Mr.. Batchelder dropped the
scissors and stared over his specta-
cles. The purchaser had hard work
to repress s. smile at the discontinue
of the voluble salesman, who uttered
not another word till he handed the
change ovrr the counter. He had
rallied then sufficiently to remark,
"Varium ct mutab-"
Don't put the blame on me, MI.
Batchelder. 1t would have taken
the wisdom of Solomon to know that
| wanted a blue ribbon, and you're
only a Yankee. No wonder you
made a mistake. Good afternoon"
Miss Jennings satisfaction did not
last long. No sooner was she on the
street again than she repented hav-
ing bought the wrong color just for
spite. Had she not determined on
crimson? And now here was the de-
cision reversed by a gossiping store
keeper. Now that she had the blue
it quite lost it's value in her eyes.
"And why not"-this bright
thought entered her mind when she
about halfway home-"why not
buy the crimson ribbon, too?" With
both colors ready, choice could be
made at the last minute.
Immensely relieved at this respite
she hasteued back to the village,
made her second purchase at another
and reached home, very hot
and tired, at exactly a quarter ofsix.
She tossed her hat, parasol, and par
cells down Oh the hall table, and hur-
ried into the kitchen. Appropriating
one of the Swede's calico aprons, she
set that serene domestic at work
making up a hot fire.
"Butter these pans, Jnga," she di-
rected as she flew from closet to ia
BILE, "and cut up some cake"
"Yess."
"And turn out some of that grape
jam, and put ice on the butter"
"Yess." The bulk of Inga's con-
.ersation consisted Of this monosyl-
The Swede V hurried. Her
Young mistress, perspiring and dis
lishevelled, found this elaboration
Her temper was present.
y further disturbed. The door be-
tween the hall and kitchen was
thrown open, and her te~n-year-old
brother Bob entered b~oisterously,
followed by his dog.
"Ain't supper ready? Say, Inga,
get snip something to eat"
"Yess." /
No." %interposed Lou. "Wait till
'upper-time, and go right out of the
Kitchen"
Bob retreated to the hall, grumb-
ing; 'It's time for supper now. He
have a doughnut anyway,
He'll jump for it. Look here and see
low he can jump, Inga."
The compliant Swede paused to
Zee. There was a great commotion
n the hall of HIS, yaps and barks.
"There, did you ever e a dog
Jump like that?"
"Yess."
"Huh! 1 don't believe it. Once
more now, Snip. See this, sir.
latch it! Sst! hi! w%ho-o-op! Oh, my
We, if he hasn't got it'll"
He had indeed; and sit" was one
f the packages on the hall table,
Or which, in order to spur him to
'reat exertions, Bob had invited his
anime pet to leap. Lou had just
hoved her pans of biscuit into the
ven, and turned to see the dog dart
through the outer door with torn
issue-paper hanging from his
1outh. Bob was in full pursuit, and !
is sister joined in the chase with
ut losing a second. A long and ex-
iting chase it was, and it is needless /:
say an unsuccessful one Snip J
ook refuge under the piazza, and
here, of course. tore his prize to
{
l twas then that the much tired Miss
ennings turned upon her brother, 4,
nd gave him a large and very I'M
'alatable piece of her mind, ending
hus: you can gos straight to town {
.ow and get another ribbon, and s
for it yourself. Remonstrance