The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1895-01-17
THE NEW DRESS.

Mrs. Alphonso Jones had a new
black cashmere dress.
Mrs. Jones was in the habit of hay
Ing new dresses. 1t, was Il weakness
Of hers. But rs Mr.. Jones was rich,
and could pay all she bought, of
course it was nobody's business.
Just across the street from Mrs.
Jones lived Mrs. Rufus Brown. The
ladies had been school girls together,
anG had been married about the same
time, both Of them to poor men. Mr..
Jones had shot far ahead Of Mr.. Brown
In the making race, and a gov
eminent contract had made him a
rich man. Poor Mr.. Brown, unfortu-
nately, had a conscience continually
pulling him up short, and in his bust
ness he was honest, and in conse-
quence his wife could not have so
many new dresses as Mrs. Jones.
This fact was a source Of great at
Fiction to Mrs. Brown. For Mrs.
Jones, with the refinement Of lima
ture, always displayed all her new
purchases to her dear friend" the in
slant they came home, and advised
her to have something ''exactly SINH
lar it would be $50 sweet and be-
coming"
Mrs. Brown had borne her trials all
winter like a martyr; but when Mrs.
Jones came out with that black cash
mere, it was 4 little too much. For
a woman who already mad seven
dresses in three months, to buy the
eighth one was scandalous
And Mrs. Brown told her husband,
with tears in her eyes that she must
have 4 black cashmere dress herself,
II She had to live On two meals a
day, for she never would submit to
have that horrid Sophronie Jones
a-faunting her rutf1es and furbelows
in her face any more-so there!
"Why, my dear Almira!' said Mr..
Brown, Il thought you and Mrs. Jones
were bosom friends-female Damon
and Pythias."
eve are nothing Of the kind, Rufus.
She's all the time trying to hurt my
feelings with her new clothes. AS if
she thought I couldn't see what her
object is. And she looks like fright
in all those puffs she loads on, too.
And she is so short and dumpy, and
no more neck than there is to glue
BOTTLE
'Why, Almira, you are positively
ill-natured."
Every likely I am. I've had enough
to make me so. Now, Rufus, dear,
I've been lying awake half the night,
planning about my new dress, and"
''How much money do you want?"
asked Mr.. Brown going to the point at
once, for he had been a husband long
enough to know what that very coax
ing Rufus, DEAR" meant.
1T VII take twentyfour yards for
a silt, and Mrs. Jo1 es' was dollar
and quarter a yard. But can get
sou which will al swer for eighty
seven cents. Nobody will ever know
the differences; and I can get Miss
Camp to make it. She sews so much
cheaper than Mrs. Hills people"
''Shop work, eh?"
'Dear me, Brown machines do the
SA work and if it Only looks we'll, who
stops to inquire if it's shop work ?''
~ "But the cost?"
~ II have reckoned it all up over and
over again, aud I calculate can get
along with thirty five dollars"
Mr. Brown counted out six fives, and
gave them to his wife.
DOnC Duy 100 cheap, SAID ne; Il
am prejudiced against bargains
Then he went to that place which
swallows up husbands-the maelstrom
of "down town''-and his wife went up
stairs to equip herself for an expedi-
ton to the shops for her dress.
She spent the forenoon in making
her purchases, and after dinner she
visited Miss Camp, and was fitted for
the dress.
In three days it was sent home with
j the bill attached.
\ These are the items
Making one dress. ........ 90
Trimming 3 90