The Lexington dispatch. [volume] (Lexington, South Carolina) 1870-1917, 1896-05-27
E6nIggM4S nIgMS
A SPRING lDYL.
IN which Corydon, Phyllis and . Sales
woman Take Part.


woman Take Part.
There was an idyl the other day In
one Of the big Sixth avenue shops, but
It wasn't in the book department.. A
young couple who had just been o,
were just about to be married were
selecting the brides humble outfit.
They came into the wrap department
and asked for spring capes. These they
examined. grayely lingering the materi-
al, and the little bride resolutely glanced
{ as the price mark Of each before she per-
mitted it to be placed over her slender
shoulders. As she stood arrayed in one
after another she glanced appealingly
at her companion, and all garments
which failed to elicit his approval were
silently discarded.
Finally the saleswoman brought out
a cape Of different sort from the plain
,woolen garments she had been showing.
tt was Of silk, trimmed with lace and a
skimmer Of Jet. The little brides eyes
lighted. She forgot all about the price
mark and turned eagerly to her glori-
fed reflection in the mirror. Her eyes
met his, and she blushed and smiled
consciously. GLOW do you like it?' she
mnrmured.
ssThat's the ticket, Nell," herepEed,
with quick understanding. "No need
Of looking any farther. -
But, !" faltered the bride, the blush
and the smile beginning to fade as she
remembered an essential consideration,
81 forgot to ask-how much is it?'
Eight dollars and ninety eight cents.
It's great bargain-marked down be-
cause there's only a few odd sizes left .
glibly recited the saleswoman.
The sraile and the blush faded entire
" ST can't pay over s8," faltered the
bride, turning to the pile of previously
shown garments.
Her disappointment touched quick
chord of tenderness in her companion.
"Oh, come now, miss, that's too muchI'
he said. 'Tain't worth it. You just
go and see what's the best you can do
abousit. -
Hewinked significantly at her behind
the back of the bride, who was private
" disposing Of a tear or two, and tap
ped his breast pocket. The saleswoman
walked away, smiling broadly, with the
cape over her arm, and the young fellow
followed her behind a screen, where he
hastily counted out So. SO, including
many 5 and 10 cent pieces. It's her
weddin cape, and / want her suited, !"
he explained You come back in a
minute and tell Der she can have it for
Sc. Say there amt any more left or
samethin. Don't you let ON, now
He winked again and hastened back
to his companion, who turned brayely
smiling countenance upon him. After
all, Jim, she said, 'twouldn't t a-worn
very well. Don't you like this nice
woolen one?'
No, y said he uncompromisingly. 'I
like that one with the sinners. They'll
let you have it fol So too. 'Tain'tworth
any more, anyway %
'sOh, Jim, they won't! This is one
price store. "
The saleswoman returned with the
cape "The lot is about closed out, F" she
said smihngly, "and in consideration
Of it being part Of a wedding trousseau
we can let you have It FOR r-$6 -
The girl glowed rosy red and glanced
rapturously at her lover. Then with
trembling fingers she pulled out her
well worn purse while he coolly re-
marked, "What'd tell you?'
They were poor, shabbily dressed,
illiterate young couple, but what in the
world has that to do with it? The cape
was tawdry combination of poor silk,
cotton lace and cheap beads, and that
had nothing to do with it, either. Itwas
the eagerly made though unthanked and
unrecognizad sacrifce-the making an
others pleasure ones own, the youth,
the happiness, the cloves young
dream" of it-shat made the idyL-New
York Tribune.