The World. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1891-1896, 1893-08-14
ON APPROVAL.
Why Lady Loddington Is Civil to .
Common Man


"What on earth dye call that thing?"
| asked, poling with my stick at q
bunch Of grapes poised airily upon
brass stand.
THAT thing" replied my cousin,
proudly, rs the very latest Partisan
fashion in bonnets"
sank back into the little lounge
that ran along the side Of the room
yuu couldn't insult any thing 30 dainty
with the name Of ''shop.and gaxed
upon its owner with an exclamation
more profane than appropriate.
1t must at once be confessed that she
was a charming object to gaze at
There was an expression Of wicked
amusement in her large gray eyes,
and the black gown she still wore In
mourning for her husband poor Jack
Henderson, who was killed In the
Soudan set of the lines Of her slender
Young figure and threw her golden
hair and fair skin prcttily into relief
.Pull yourself together, my dear
boy, she continued. opening the door
Of an old carved oak cabinet, .'and
will show you something that even
yonr crude male intellect viii Hppre-
ciaic. II yon don't say it's lovely I'll
never let yon inside the shop again.
You may iiattcp your nose against the
window or stroll disconsolately up and
down the street In vain No moro
chats, NO more teas In the back room,
Ronald"
SO saying, she Fitted Eingerly from
the shelf a large Int, and, placing It
upon her pretty head. turned triumph
nntly toward mo.
ri was lovely quite Iovely-a sort OF
arrangement in amethyst velvet and
feathers to match. Being only mis-
cradle and ignorant malo, of course l
can't describe it; but IL was uncom-
monty becoming and made Nina look
like n Gainshorough picture. ! told
her 50 and gushed over II sufficiently
| 10 satisfy her.
Its my own idea, shape and NIL, and
there isn't another like it in the world.
l may possibly copy it. but I'm not
sure. 1t depends upon who buys it.
! How | wish you were woman, Ro-
| naldl'' She sighed. regretfully.s Il would
make you bny it for Ascot to morrow
II wish were, my dear. Gnt why
don't you 70 and wear 1t yonrself2'
Gracious! and leave the shop for a
whole day at this early stage Of its cx-
| istencel You gnardsmen have no more
idea Of business than q baby. No,
| can't 60; but ] hope you'll have lucky
day and good time, and Ronald, dear.
| II yon were nice you'd just look in one
day soon and tell me what sort Of day
| you had Oh, and be sure you don't
forget to notice what hats and bonnets
people wear"
promised to do my best and took
my leave reluctantly as large and
portly matron. gorgcously nrrayed.
and whose features unmistalsably be-
/ trayecr her Semitic origin, sailed in and
demanded small flower lbonnet."
! That woman in flower bonnet!
hope, poor soul. that Nina saved her
from herself
j What are you going TODD this after
hnoon, Ronald?" asked my mother three
days later II wish yon to como and
4 call with me on the vnnderdeckcns,
Can't. my dear mother. Promised
to 90 and see Nina
| Visions Of Miss yanderdecken. rich
as Crnsus, but oh. SO deadly dulli has
tened my movements, and ! was han
way to Oxford street before my mother
could call me back. found Nine.
Destricr, rs my cousin calls herself,
just PARTING with customer The
hat was in her hand.
i eve sold it." she cried gleefully;
sjnst sold. it to that nice girl for five
guincas
/ Awful glad, I'm sure. Bit, my
dear girl, I've a shock in store for you.
/ saw the very model and marrow o.
that hat ut Ascot tho day before yes.
terday."
il You couldn't, you couldn't! Whc
was wearing it?" she cried, sharply
Zone Of our reigning professional
beauties Lady Loddingtonl
Lady Loddington." gasped Nina,
catching hold Of the &haIr behind her,
Ronald. arc you sure Won aren't MAX
ing any mistaken
~ swear I'm not She had on 4 tfocl'
the color Of tho hat, and she looked
simply ripping paid her all the com
1 pliments / could think OF IN the i've
| minutes was talking 10 her"
"The cheat, the swindle Of itl'' cried
NV cousin, white with anger.
MY dear girl calm yourscfl In
sorry for you. but great minds. as yot
know, will jump. md some other cleycl
I wo man has Ind the same idea as yf't
Your sentiments, mndaH, ire MINE
But don't think tllcyshould he vast
ed ON tho nero fact chat Fame othci
woman has made a hat like youra-
| .Shc hasn't Scricd Nina. i.isliananE
| " "But Lady Loddiagtoa was wear
| ing this very haR Listen, III tell 70;
the whole story Tho same afternoon
] You called lady camc in beautifully