The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1898-03-20
AT A PARTISAN MODIsTE'S.
The SkfIIfu1 Way in Which Amer
lean Husbands Are Managed


lean Husbands Are Managed.
From the Philadelphia Times
''They manage things differently at the
French modistes' from what they do here
sighed an American lucky enough to now
and then indulge in gown from Paris, ''for
they know the things essential to the selling
of garment, and leave no stone unturned
to that end. l shall never forget the first
time l went to Nine Blanks. My husband
was with me, but although it was the first
year of our marriage, l had little hope of be-
ing permitted to purchase more than one
frock, instead of the five l longed for That
one l might have difficulty in getting, for I
am particular about details, and the try
ing on and altering would take long time
while as l well knew, men, next to their
dislike for shopping at all, dislike long
drawn-out shopping. We entered che place
however, and l was taken off into the inn
terror rooms. tried on gown after gown,
and time fairly galloped, but there was no
fmperious summons from my husband What
could it mean?
HE was usually bored TO death by any
thing pertaining to shopping, and his last
words to me had been to be sure and not
take all day about it, =whateyer did. But
my interest In the six costumes had chosen
overcame even my curiosity, and 1t hours
later when emerged arraYed in the most
becoming one, and accompanied by the other
five that; he might see for himself how, per-
fectly irresistible they all were But instead
of finding him even weary, or impatient, or
even bored, he was in the most anaiable and
Modified Of moods Never had seen him
more at peace with the world or with him
self-the latter point being, Of course, the
most important. I verify believe I could nave
bought every frock the establishment
Yes. indeed he began before I could
even frame my request, well take all six;
they're. every one Of them stunning and if
they're what you want that settles it Not
until some days later did he confess the rear
son for his angelic mood The modiste clev-
er woman that she was, had sized the situa-
ton up at a glance, and, knowing that
would be some time, and that the longer
the time the better for her, she had pro-
ceeded to entertain my husband in her own
Partisan way. In the next room lay piled
for shipment to Vienna and St. Petersburg.
These toilets she ordered unpacked and DOM
ed by six of the most beautiful girls of the
establishment. One after another and each
time in a different costume, did these girls
though with no apparent purpose, parade be-
fore my husband, who, though no more sus-
ceptible than the rest Of his sex to the charms
of beauty beautifully dressed, sat there en-
tranced at the sight and forgot all about his
possible WEAKNESS, Impotence or boredom.
With nothing to hurry or worry me, my taste
had accordingly had full swing. and when I
submitted the results to my husband. he was
in such state OF satisfaction that he would
have consented to most anything. But I
could never get him to go there again. No.
he always says, that dressmaker's too cute
for you and me- dear. Well go to a place
where they don't try to sell dresses by max
ing things entertaining for fellow that he
hardly knows where he's at