Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1901-01-17
EXPERT ON MILLINERY.
She Was DOmineering Until RecOg-
nized by Her Former Work.
room Associate.

A couple of weeks ago a singularly
domineering little woman, who, few
years back, married pretty well and
removed to New York with her hus-
band, business man, came on to
Washington to visit her people.
Greatly overdressed, and naughty to
the point Of imperiousness, she swept
into an + street millinery establish
ment one afternoon lately, says the
Washington Star.
"Turbans," she said, choppily, to
the pleasant-faced young miliner
who came forward.
us there any particular style OF
turban that you would like to see?'
inquired the milliner, courteously.
Il shall look at them all, If you
please, and quickly" snapped the
overdressed little female person.
The milliner took down several
trimmed turbans and began to show
them to the sharp-tongued customer,
who glanced disdainfully at them,
Il want something real handsome"
she said, airily. 81 am going to visit
the Havermeyers next week, and the
Havcrmeyers' hats are gorgeous.
These are all tacky.'
! "rhey are most of them the latest
pattern turbans-Paris models" re-
piled the miliner, graciously. "Now,
here is one that we have copied quite
frequently of late.'
Paris, nothing" replied the over
bearing little person with the demi-
train and the superhuity of snowy
rings. "They look like common back
woods things! Are they the best you
can show" and she shifted most CON
temptuously.
The milliner with the pleasant
countenance was very patient. Most
milliners are patient. They have to
be in their business. The young
woman took down more turbans and
showed them to her snappy customer
The overdressed little thing picked
up one Of them and tried 1t on. She
didn't like the way it was trimmed,
and she stood before the glass and
jabbed and poked and kneaded it,
and wadded it into a miserable sort
of knot before she took it off her
skinny, blondined locks and threw it
on the counter disdainfully.
ut is horrid!" she snapped. my!
who ever saw such old-fashioned
back-number millinery"
She tried another of the turbans
on. 1t was rather a swagger tur'
ban Of slate-colored velvet, with 0
white breast on the left-hand side
1t really looked well on the exalted
little person, but she tugged at il
and yanked it around and twisted the
white breast in many different di
rections, and pounded on the rim o.
the turban, and made it look as IL il
had been worn by lady on trans
continental tri p before she pulled il
OFF OF her head and threw 1t down.
Country she snapped. Perfect
ly country! If anybody'd show Q
thing like that in Moo Yawk huh!-
the ladies'd laugh at them, so they
woull."
She tried on turban after turban
only 10 cast one after the other down
with vituperation and scorn.
Fancy one visiting the Havermey-
ers with thing like that on her
head.' she exclaimed, wrenching one
of the turbans from her foolish lit.
tie head with peculiarly petuant
almost vicious, movement.
I'VE are generally supposed TO sell
quite good millinery here" said the
pleasant-faced mlllncf, at length,
"0h, you are" sneercd the imperi-
Gus little customer. Huh, as If
didn't know good millinery when
see it,"
well, really" replied the mllner
in an offhand, matter-0f-fact tone
you ought TO know good millinery
you know"
fought to? How's that?" inquired
the domineering little customer, look
ing ur sharply at the miliner.
"Well,' replied the mllner, looking
the customer square in the eye, "you
trimmed hats in IS place on
Seventh street such long time that
Of course you ought to know good
millinery when you saw IT, don't you
Think"
The flushed face OF the d0mineering
little customer was a picture. She
opened her mouth TO say something
but no words came to her. She could
only gasp. She knew that she had
been corralled, and that what the
milliner had said was true. She stood
gazing wickedly at the milliner, in
effectually moving her lips, when a
hat-trimmer from the workroom in
the back OF the establishment entered
the salesroom to get something out
OF the stock. She suddenly caught
sight Of the overdressed and over
bearing little person.
} "Why, hay-o, Name" said the hat
trimmer, advancing.
. But the arrogant little customer
who was "going to visit the lIaver
meyers gave her former workroon
! companion freezing stare and
swished out, followed by the distinct
iy audible filters OF all of the young
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