The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1904-10-28

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a prayer"
Their witticisms were Instantly
husned as a man and woman en-
tered the shop. They were plainly
from the rural district. and as plainly
bride and groom. The bride was
| faded, but kittenish; the husband
proud and sheepish. Miss Marie .deft-
| ly placed upon TIE head of the bride
structure calculated to make her
dead and gone ancestors turn uneasily
in their tombs
Nov, how do you like that, pet?''
asked the bride, tenderly.
pet" fondled his whiskers and
| looked foolish. I'm blowed if I can
see anything handsome in that" he
remarked.
THAT settles it," said mis- spouse,
quickly removing it. 81 shan't buy
no bonnet you don't like"
"Allow me-" said Miss Marie,
sweetly. She lifted the hideous and
| famboyant cartwheel and set it upon
| her own head. She was such a
jauntily impudent vision in it that the
bridegroom stared greedily
81 fear" paused the little sinner,
that you do not appreciate the beau
ties of this CONNECTION. This is really
one of the most desirable shapes we
HAYS this season." and she circled
slowly before the entranced country
man.
81 CUES it's all right, after all" he
stated. whats the fgger?'
| Miss Marie reflected moment.
Twenty dollars, to you, sir"
Suffering old mani" calculated the
customer. Twenty dollars for hat?
Why, can buy a horse rake for That
"Yes?" said Miss Marie, smiling in
to his eyes. "Yes, but your wife could
not wear horse rake on her head,
could ?"-still smiling-a long,
slow, allurint smile.
The poor an was hypnotized. He
pulled out his worn wallet, drew from
it the money and handed it over with
out further parley. Then Miss Marie
transferred the terrible nat to the
| head of his wife, and the pair de-
parted, he casting alarmed and doubt
full glances at his consort. 1t looked
SO different on her head.
Miss Marie, you are just awful, y
said Miss Ethel How Gould YOU sell
that poor old jay that nat? She is
enough to scare the very dogs In the
street"
"She would scare them in any
| thing" philosophically replied that
young woman, land why not in one
| of our hats?"
This reasonable explanation being
duly accepted, Miss Marie turned her
| attention to two ladies, who came in
at this moment. She soon discovered
| that these customers were not amen
abe to cajolery. Hat after hat and
| bonnet after bonnet were tried or;
| nothing pleased their exalted tastes.
Miss Marie was on her mettle. She
was seldom outflanked. She fiattered
and wheed,ed and coa2sd. When on
| the verge of defeat, this Machiavellian
young milliner determined upon an
audacious move. One of the shop
pers having said, with languid and
supercilious air, "And have you really
nothing more to show us?" Miss Marie
disappeared and returned presently
with a large white felt hat, loaded
with feathers and ribbon.
Il really ought not to show this to
you," she said. in a mysterious tone;
sits an order from Mrs. Van Rensse-
laer Stuyvesant. We've just finished
it. We might duplicate it for you
for $50"
"Oh, Amy" cried the other custom
err, isn't 1t exquisite? Whatever you
| do, get that for the victoria.
So Amy bought it for the victoria,
and the two departed, casting con-
descending glances at the other de-
spised and rejected hats.
Then Miss Marie went behind a
screen and executed dance of glee.
I've sold her last seasons child's
hat. Ha, ha! Wear it in the victoria, in
Decd Did you remark the victoria?
A riekety old phaeton. drawn by a
sorrel morse, Well, I'm even with
that trump"
| Late in the afternoon young wom-
an came in to look at hats. With her
was her husband, mild, amiable ap-
pearing man. Miss Marie greeted
them as easy prey. She placed hat
decorated with cocks feathers upon
the wife's head. The very good look
ing young lady admired herself.
where's the comb and the feet?'
suddenly demanded the inoffenSive
appearing husband.
'Oh! Edward. you don't like it"
said mis- wife, responsibility.
MY dear. it's beautiful" he re-
turned. but if you are going to have
a fowl on your hat, have the whole
barnyard!"
Miss Marie glared at him in dismay
Perhaps you would like this bet
ter" she said, with just tinge OF
sarcasm, as she placed highly ornate
structure of claret velvet and tur-
quoise null and buckles upon the