The Jennings daily record. [volume] (Jennings, La.) 1900-1903, 1902-05-08
THE BRIDE A-MARKETING.
TRIES TO ARRANGE 4 COLOR.
SCHEME IN VEGETABLES.

the House," and She Gets SHR htty Con-
fused-Finds Hearts in Heads-Meae
Looks Raw.
The novice at housekeeping moves in
a mysterious way. The bride, il,nocent
of household knowledge, who b sud
denly impelled to take the helm II do
nestle esta blShment of her GTn. is
afioat on a large sea, with ver3 small
portion of nautical knowledge. The
matter of provender looms on tia hori-
ION, a large and immediate problem.
Often, in such a case, the humbl
butcher or marketman comes forward
like a god in Ii drama. He is d life
saver an unconscious philanthropist,
who rescues many newly embarked
family from positive starvation.
This is largely in metaphor: hereaf-
| ter comes a more simple statement.
1t is fact that your average market
man breads not flies or the maraud
ing small boy more than Mrs. Newly
wed, when she comes a-marketing. OF
course some freshly married women
are not unsophisticated in the matter
of table purchasing. But. alas, many
can scarcely distinguish between a
lima bean and turnip. when the two
are in crude form. These are the
sweet creatures that invariably wreck
| the repoSe of the marketmans pro-
| fession. 1t is their first attempt at
| buying a meal. as it Were. in the raw,
that is most trying to the nerves of all
concerned in the transaction. Some,
according to marketmen's stories, enter
| the shop with Il naughty air, disdainful
of suggestions. gradually grow angry
of hot,
| ance, stamp their dainty feet in rage,
| denounce the tradeSman in no IN
certain terms, an unmitiSated
scoundrel. cheat and brute, and finally
burst into passionate tears and go
| away in Il great huff. threatening to
| bring down the husband in vengeance
on the unfortunate marketman. This
is all over the seemingly simple matter
! of ordering Il dinner. This class of
I young houselIeepers. tradeSmen say, is
the most difficult to deal with. The
statement is easy Of belief.
| Other young women approach the
marketing with an air of great
timidity. The wise tradesmau learns
| their secret at a glance. and is COM
| PEELED to coax them along. Such n
| woman is likely to skip the whole game
! if she becomes involved in difficulties
! and the consequences must inevitably
| be a table empty Of viandS when MI
| Newlywed returns hungry from bust
! ness in the evening. In such cases
| ii is only prompt and most gentle Sug-
! gestions and advice on the part of the
! marketman that viii prevent the do
| mestic famine.
! Other young women are equally ig-
| norant but more exacting. Some of
! them have been known to compel the
! storekeeper to cut off a steak, veal
| outlet and possibly some other pros
| pective dish so that they might COM
pare the three and decide which was
the most preferable piece de resistance
| for the evening repaSt
| 1t will be seen from the above that
| the marketman needs as much pa
| thence and tact as an undertaken or 4
| baseball umpire. As matter of fact,
| they seem to be, for the most part
| rotund and gentle class. Their as
| SociateS are generously proportioned
! sides of beef. plump poultry, stolid
! cabbage heads. The atmosphere of the
market is not that of worry. hustle,
| haste and attendant bad temper.
| 1t was with some degree of trepiGia-
| ton that Maisie approached the mar
| ket for her trial attempt at the house
wifely occupa ton of purchasing those
| things that would eventually conSti-
| tute the repaSt of her new lord and
| master. She had proclaimed to her
| friends that she intended to look out
! for the marketing herself. consid ering
| it one of the primary duties o" the
| careful housewife. And she had set
| out AT the task with great confidence
! but as she actually came nearer the
market a growing doubtfulness as to
| the result of the task before her crept
! into her mind. During the honey
| thought of it, her husbands tastes in
| things edible. She now found how
! ever, that she really could not think
| of anything specific that he might
| like for dinner.
| once in tire market i line of Dur-
| chaSablc possibilities, which she had
mentally mapped out. faded into con
| fusion. About her were huge raw
| shapes, strung up to hooks. with n
| fringe of dark brown hairy skin left
| about what appeared to be the necks
| of the beasts. They looked to her
! more like skinned wolves than any
| thing else. AIaisie had never seen Il
wolf. except in pictures. but she mag
.ined that they might look like that
| skinned. Everything about her had
| such skinned and raw appearance that
| they bpr ~ Sbi f;,S+