The Washburn leader. [volume] (Washburn, McLean County, N.D.) 1890-1986, 1900-08-25
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Mnd-Tempered Woman Driven to Despe.
rate Measures.
The third time it "a sent back
home and was still too small she be-
gan to feel discouraged. A tight hat
Is even more uncomfortable than tight
boots and too many headaches were
already due to this mistaken milli-
merry purchase. When she had first
put the thing on she had realized 1t
was too small, but the milliner, had
Of course, told her it was because
she was suffering from swelled head
or that she wore her hair the wrong
way, or anything but that there
could be something the matter with
the hat. The woman insisted on ex-
p%ansion, however, so the hat, accord
ing to the milliner, was duly expand
ed. The woman wore it once, to re-
tire with such a headache as she had
never known before. If there is more
exquisite torture than a heavy hat
pressing upon the head in the wrong
spot it was known only to the Spanish
inquisition. The woman went to the
milliner and insisted upon further ex-
pansion, and then, as the headache ex-
%perience was repeated, she went a
third time. Each time no change in
the hat beyond a slight alteration in
the trimming was noticeable, and
when the third attempt was followed
by a third headache the woman just
sat down and wrote the milliner a note
saying it vas no use-the hat must be
made yet larger at any cost and what
ever the trouble. A few days later
the hat came back. Such a looking
piece Of millinery as it was. There
may or may not have been some spite
about 1t, but every yestige of beauty
and smoothness had been removed,
while the sole attempt toward recti-
flying the real wrong was a kind of bay
window in black velvet built out under
the brim over the face, and adding to
both the weight and the warmth Of
the article. Being VIGOROUSLY amiable
in disposition the woman viewed the
wreck of her once pretty but never
comfortable hat philosophically.. She
even put It on and wore it. She re-
turned home, every nerve in her head
throbbing and temper to match. It
only needed a glance at the glass to
remind her how utterly without style
and unbecoming the thing was. The
woman tok. that hat and tore it up
thoroughly, completely. She broke a
fingernail doing it, but no puppy with
his teeth could have accomplished
more in SO short a space Of time. Then
she had a good cry, felt better, went
downtown, and ordered another hat,
at another milliner's. The next day
she gathered together every scattered
thread Of the one-time hat, and
carefully tissue-papering and box
ing them, rang for a messenger boy
and sent the whole off to the milliner.
Eyes, it's paid" she said, in recounting
the experience to another woman. "Of
course, I can't afford to go off on such
an expensive tear as that very often,
but once in a while it does you a lot
of good" The remarkable thing was
that the other woman, who is all that
is lamb-like, was not a bit shocked,
as you might have expected. "Do you
know" she said, t%houghtfully. "I've
often wanted to tear things. up that
way, but I never quite had the courage.
Now that you've confessed what
you've done I mean to try 1t for my
self some time. so I do."-New York
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