The record-union., 1896-06-28

( ent in San Francisco, where she has
apartments in the st. Nicholas Hotel.
| Will somebody please explain the ad-
vantage to be gained by wearing pock-
ethandkerchief in the back Of ones shirt
| waist collar? I suppose I'm dense, but
I really would like to know. OF course
| there must be some reason for it, even
| if I'm not able at first sight to detect
| it. Perhaps its done for the same rea-
son that a certain young lady I've seen
on the streets wears her gold watch in
| the same place.
1t is said that there is no hope for the
recovery of Bishop Wingfeld of the
| Episcopal Church. The paralysis has
attacked his left side and his demise is
expected almost any time.
1 happened to be in one of our largest
dry goods stores doing bit of shopping
one day lately, when an incident oc-
Cured which called to mind the much
discussed question as to women abusing
their privileges in this line and the as
sertion that that most of the fair sex
tri1e over the counter in manner very
trying indeed to the victimized clerk,
who must perforce keep his temper as it
is his business to sell if he can, and
false move on his part might lose him
a customer
AS 1 sat turning over in my hands
some fabrics between which was try
| ing to make a choice, a Stylishly
gowned young woman entered the store,
and, sailing down the aisle, took seat
near me at the silk counter. Il want
| to look at your latest patterns in sum-
mer silks, please she said, in dulcet
tones, laying her dainty white car
riage parasol on the counter as she
! spoke, and leaning a pink-tinted cheek
with pretty air of WEAKNESS on her
little white gloved hand.
Amy particular shade or style?" in
| quired the obliging clerk, as he pre-
pared to wait upon her.
"Oh, no, 1 have no particular idea
in mind; just show me something
pretty and new. I want to see your
latest line of goods"
Taking down an armful Of dainty
fabrics from the shelf, the clerk pro-
ceeded to rapidly unroll the shining
stuff and it fell with pleasant swish
in bright masses on the counter
These are lovely; how do you sell
them?" asked my lady.
Dollar and quarter, and they're a
bargain at that You can't get them
anywhere else less than a dollar and a
half"
rs this all you have?" she next in
quired.
"Oh, no." was the cheerful rejoinder,
there are those lovely Persian patterns
/ just in, if you would like to see them
/ We just unpacked a case this morn
ing
| Again the swish, swish of unwinding
silk, and the counter was now piled high
with rainbow effects delightful just to
/ look upon.
This is pretty unused she, taking
up a corner of delicate green MORE
silk, with a device in darker shades
worked in.
Il wonder, now, how it would suit
my complexion" holding the end of
the pattern as she spoke against her
tinted cheek.
"Charming" calculated the clerk,
Just your style, madam, a very try
ing color, too; everyone could not wear
it, you know; only a very decided
blonde"
This delicate compliment ought to
have effected the sale which the sales
man had evident hopes of, as he gazed
about him at the billows and waves of
lustrous goods which it would take a
good half-hour to restore to their pri-
mary condition of order upon the
shelves.
Now, how do you think this would
look on me?" she demanded, holding
delicate lavender tint laid in with hello
trope shades under the little pointed
chin
That, also, is very becoming; more
so, I venture to say, than the green"
patiently answered the tired clerk, with
unfailing fortitude.
1 We'll, about how many yards would
it take, do you think, to make me real
modish gown?" she asked, smiling
brightly with the very fetching air of
one not to be resisted.
I'VE sell about fourteen yards of
this; it's not very wide you see," he re-
piled. Perhaps, though, you could do
with less, being so very petite, if you'll
allow me to remark it," he said, apollo
getically.
"Oh, no offense at all. l know I'm
little" she laughed, tossing her head
till the white tips in her wide hat
danced merrily in accompaniment to
her mood. I'm used to that, never
fear. Well" she sighed, taking up
her little white sunshade and rising to
her feet, beaming upon the clerk the
while, Il will let you know, let's see to-
morrow or soon. anyway. They're
lovely. all of them, and as you say so
eheapi" with which gratifying remark
she swept down the aisle with a gentle
rustling of her silken petticoats and
organdie gown, attended with the in
sistent tap-tap of French heels. and
vanished around the corner, may be to
look at" the goods in the next depart
ment.
That's just the way it always goes. .
grumbled the now thoroughly disgusted
clerk. They seem TO think we're mere
machines. She don't intend to buy:
I've. seen that style beforei''
1T is aggrayating," / remarked sym
pathizingly. as the poor fellow rapidly
rewound his goods. and gathered up
my parcels preparatory to leaving; do
you have many of that kind of expert
ences?,
Don't mention itiD he replied SEN
tentiously; that is only one of a whole
} host of them. Why, she's the third one
! to-day. The woman who really comes
to buy generally knows just what she