The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1892-12-18
CARRIE CARELESS
Leans on Xmas Counters and Hears
Her Sisters Talk.


tCopu1oht)
NEW York, Dec. 17.-One lorn highway
man shouting in Chicagol Ten thousand
lovely highway women shopping in New
York. One holds you up" the others
hold you down. At the hands OF one you
meet robbery or sudden death; in the hands
of the Others you are twisted permanently
out OF plumb and bombarded with scraps OF
conversation which would cause the Chicago
terror TO drop his swag and take to the
ministry. He couldn't equal it. There is
no parallel TO New York women on Xmas
shopping bent.
Kit and plunged into the happy mob
after this story the other afternoon at 4
O'Clock. Kit was to apply the moral and
was TO find IL. The editor had told me, you
see, that l would doubtless hear IA great
many sensible remarks aud some very ex-
cellent hints about Xmas, its growth, orr.
gin, customs and influence upon the social
life OF the nineteenth century. Naturally,
the assignment demanded two or moro
people, so pressed Kit into my service.
Down Broadway wo went on pillows Of
women, which paused at some window for
an instant aud then surged madly on toward
the next. And all the time hundreds OF
other women were drifting into the big
shops, which sheltered them all, and
seemed to let none escape
In one Kit aud came ashore in the wake
of tiger-sklnned lady wearing large ear
rings OF turQuoises and dia Amends. | sug-
gssted we might listen 60 her and that her
queer costume would be quite a touch"
Says Kit, They'll think IL August at the
beach unless you add something to that
costume as you have IL now"
That's been pigeonholed so long, dear,
and it's so very fragile. anyhow, that l
W IN npdathlU a a a
Xmas moral. Try again." And Kit
sulked.
The lady In the tigerskin jacket, IL must
be exact, stopped in 'front.' Of the elevator
and said TO her companion, John thinks
1t would be great to give dausante party
Santa Claus who would give favors TO Xmas
trees hung with rings and pins, the real
| thing, OF course"
Pretty chick idea, isn't ita The guests
would have TO take US up then, fancy.
should be ashamed to accept $500 and not
| give an entree in return"
Carrie, the creature, is talking either of
what the restaurant chefs serve after fish or
of what soctety's chef has been known to
| do Tor such women as your tger-skinned
| lady. The moral Is sharp enough to pene-
| trate even your obtuse understanding, isn't
il, my Carriel Here are Kris Kringle
| and all his reindeer" and we basely
couple. Their tagging steps led them to the
piano lamps, and there they halted, her
| hand susplciously huddled beneath his cape
while his periodically pressed that part of
his arm where hers rested
We sneaked up behind. "My darling,
what shall it bep "a very handsome lamp,
| sir, responds the salesman. so, George,
| we must be economical. I can't let you
waste this money on me at Xmas
We're married now, you know, and
| its all 80 different. There's the
sealskin cap l want to give you, and the
lovely shirts with the embroidery. o, yes,
where is your underwear This, with a
| pleasant smile TO the statesmen. An awful
pause. o, heavensl What will he sayg
| But he masters the situation, and, with
| great empressment answers: 1.-TWO rooms
over, turn TO the left"
LET them go two rooms over while we
get our BREATH" implores Kit. There
ing about Christmas aud their lovers,
l know" The pretty girls were sitting
| aC the ribbon counter. Marrow pink
| baby ribbon, seven yards, for Names baby,
| you know, Kate. Pm fitting basket for it.
| Wasn't SIZE d fool to marry. thought And
she might have made bowling success Of
| surgery. Her nerve was iron. It's dead
wrong TO hurt our cause by such a black
| slide.
20, Kate! II you had seen the cadaver
| which came In the other day. IL was so
[ fresh that just couldn't begin while those
| glazed eyes stared at US. After they were
out IL was perfectly fascinating. One of
the girls said she was going to take the
| head home to and stuff it TO get even
with the University Of Pennsylvania
| boys, who make pocket books out
| OF the tanned skins of their
subjects as souvenirs of dissecting. But
vowed IL she took that head before we had
L I'D ~ -
| trouble at No. 46. Lace, four yards; LET me
see. would you line the basket with white
silk and make pockets of broad pink MORE
| and put heliotrope sachet or violet in the
wadding3 This is my out-practice day and
| must tear to get the rest OF my gifts.
Come on TO the underwear department.. l
| am going to get some sanitary garments for
| my sister. She's II, and leans toward lace
toggery. Scorns fannels and says she has
warm, red blood in her veins"
Poor little sister. poor little baby
At last they appear, tho swagger girls
laughing and just as MoVicar draws them.
| They stop at laces,
30, Bessl Last night 10 the conservatory
| when Harry was about TO do his best to ask
me to be his Xmas gift--a little more,
| please-Yes, that will do-and was lending
him hand, 80 to speak, that Tom Somers
| on the other side of the palms began telling
somebody of the Boston girl who never
| salu crybdnJQemum.' 'MaQRe, all these
years I've cared'-Harry shut his eyes and
tried TO go on. What did she say, Mr..
SomersP asked the girl. Actually Harry
was listening for the answer In that breath
| less moment.
"She said orysanthe--madsm."
| laughed. Harry laughed, Somers
shouted, everybody went to supper.
| think Xmas gorgeous this year. Heaps
and tons Of things to give, and loads Of
things to get. like it a lot, but there are
so many love gifts that can't remember
everybody's peculiarities. I'll be sending
brushes to my bald-headed uncles, mirrors
to my old maid aunts, opera bags to people
| on the frontier Now come and help me
choose Hsrrys suspenders He needs
bracing, Pm sure"
They vanished, and the place where they
were was instantly filled by an exhausted
man and his wife, He's been shopping
with her." whispered Kit. Look at that
awful pallor. He's on the verge Of total
lapse
go On. Martha. and buy me something,
and I'll rest here. Any of the things we've
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