The Lamar register., 1904-06-29

ueW. Wnen Sne PICKS out cnedP
thing, you multiply the price by four
er five, an when ye show her some
thin bang-up an good enough fer
princess. put the price way down.
Dye understand? An when we gets
through. give me the true bill and
show her the other one. an I'll make
it all right fer yer trouble. An mind
ye, want the best In ther store for
Mother Rounds
The merchant smilingly agreed to
this arrangement and entered heartily
into the deception. Mrs. Rounds had
never been in Boston until that day,
although all her life had been spent
within an hours ride from the New
England metropolis. Occasional visits
to the dry-goods shops of Taunton
formed epochs in her life, and she
was dazed at the contemplation of
the sight before her. The shelves.
with their load of fabrics, seemed
endless, and she crouched behind
marble column for fear of being in
the way of the chattering, laughing
throng of shoppers.
Il don't want much, Samuel" she
whispered, as Mr.. Farnsworth turned
to take down a bolt of dress goods.
I'VE must be economical. Samuel.
Tell him to show us some ginghams."
''All right. Ma Rounds; watch me
beat him down. returned Sam, nudg-
ing her gently with his elbow.
Here is stylish pattern. Mrs.
Rounds" said Mr.. Farnsworth. dis
playing a neat gingham, worth per
haps ten cents yard
"How much yard?" asked Sam.
Mr. Farnsworth gravely consulted
the cabalistic price mark.
THE regular price is ninety-five
cents a yard. but" lowering his voice
and glancing about to make sure he
was not overheard. Il will make it to
you at eighty cents"
Eighty cents a yard for gingham!"
gasped Mrs. Rounds.
1T is imported goods. Mrs.
Rounds" explained Mr.. Farnsworth,
critically stroking the print. 1T wears
like silk. We carry no domestic ging-
hams. Here is one at eighty-five cents
and this one is a dollar and ten
yard. That would make you fine
gown, Mrs. Rounds
Lets go somewhere else. Samuel"
whispered his mother, positively
frightened. Il can buy gingham in
Taunton for eight cents yard"
wait a bit" said Sam reassurinsly.
What have ye got in silks. Mr.. Farns-
WORTH"
I'VE have a fine line of silks" re-
piled that gentleman, leading the way
to another counter. 81 should rect m
mend heavy black gros grain silk
for Mrs. Rounds. We have them at
all prices. Here is one at dollor and
a half yard.
He displayed a silk worth at least
three dollars a yard. The old lady
looked fondly at the glossy fabgic.
The temptation was great. but she
closed her lips firmly and put Saran
behind her.
TOO much" said Sam decisivs.ly.
We're not rich ner proud, Mr.. Farms
worth. Show ms somethin' cheaper"
VERY well. Here is one at dollar
a yard, and here is one which is a
bargain" He unrolled superb,
heavy bolt of silk. lustrous black and
a delight to the eye. He examired
the price mark critically. 1t told him
that the wholesale cost was four col
lars a yard and the upset retail sig-
ure four dollars and seventy-five cents
Il can let you have that at eighty
cents yard" he said after mental
calculation.
Now. ye're gittin' down tew biisi.
ness Sam declared tentatively
That's tew much. but it's more Ike
it. What do you think of the goods.
Ma Rounds? You'd look like : four
year old In a gown made of that"
Its very fine-too fine for me. I'm
afraid" She was weakening. And
it's cheap, if it's real silk. Is it really
and truly silk?" She looked timi,ily
at Mr.. Farnsworth, who assured uer
it was silk beyond a doubt.
ITO be continued.)