The Dawson news. (Dawson, Ga.) 1889-current, 1892-10-26
A PAIR OF SILK STOCKINGS.
He Thought it Would Be an Easy Purchase
But it Was Not.

But it Was Not.
From the New York Recorder.
For weeks l had been pulling over a
commencement gift for lay sister, who
was soon to graduate, when a letter from
my mother made me decide upon a pair
of silk stockings. The thought that
should have any trouble in buying a pair
of silk stockings never crossed my mind,
and it was with feeling of confidence
that | entered one of the largest dry
goods houses in the city.
A tioorwalker inquired what want
ed and directed me to the "third counter
to the left, down four rows" and waved
his hand in a general way. After some
wandering l found the ''third counter to
! the left, down four rows" and to the
| young man who presided behind it said
that l wanted to see some stockings.
eyes, sir; you mean socks"
"No; silk stockings" said I, and felt
that the suggestion of a blush was hang
ing on my manly brow.
''It's socks, sir; socks sir" reiterated
the clerk.
''But want them for lady," and as
he looked at me and then said:
"H-m-m--oh, yes! Fourth counter to
| the right, down two rows
1t was young lady who stood behind
this counter, and she maintained stony
silence until !, asked her to show me
some silk stockings.
"White or colOredY
"Why, hadn't thought of that! Which
would you suggest?'' But this question
seemed to freeze her, for she again re-
lapsed into silence. (which is the fash
ionable color for ladies?" l went ON,
bound to treat the matter as mere bus
mess transaction. II mean, do young
ladies usually wear colOred stockings?"
This seemed to make matters worse,
for the young woman glared at me. l
thought that perhaps had made mis-
take about color, and SO l continued:
swell, after all, guess white will do.
just wrap me up pair of your best silk
stockings"
"Willy you have clocks?" she deigned to
ask.
''No, not clocks-stockings," and 1
looked at her in blank amazement.
81 mean, will you have them CLICKED
or not clocked?"
Now, | hadn't the ghost of an idea
what she was driving at, but didn't in
tend to confess my ignorance. A bright
idea struck me. eff you were buying
them for yourself which would you pre-
fer?'
"What?"
81 mean, if-if-you were me, which
would your prefer?'
The look in her eyes interpreted to
mean: "Go no further, sir; regard your
remarks as Extensively personal" SO l
went no further and said / would take
them without clocks. My sister had
watch, and she could get along very well
with that.
"Nhat size2" was the young woman's
next inquiry.
"Oh, the usual size for young ladies'"
said l.
"You must be more exact, sir" said
she.
"Well, she-that is, the person who is
to have these stockings, is about five feet
high. Oh, she's just the size of most
young ladies. She is no larger than you
are. Now what size do you think she'd
wear?"
.'Sir. I don't know"
But am going on with this painful
narration. All men who have been in
the same fix will appreciate my feelings.
At length, however, could stand it no
longer, and | blurted out that wanted
a pair of silk stockings for my sister as a
commencement gift, that / was willing
to pay for them, but 1 didn't know any
thing about buying them. Then the
young woman relented and in her sweet
est voice suggested she wrap up pair
of the best stockings and that write my
sister that if they didn't fit she could ex-
change them. This 1 did, but the sun
will rise in the west before l buy any
woman's stockings again.