Charlevoix county herald., 1904-05-28

dew. When she picks out cheap
thing, you multiply the price by four
er five, an when We show her some
thin bang-up an good enough fer a
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 III make
it all right fer yer trouble. An mind
We, 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 a
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 bolt of dress goods.
1--WE must be economical, Samuel.
Tell him to show us some ginghams."
Cali 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 Bingham, worth per-
haps ten cents a yard.
How much a yard?" asked Sam.
Mr.. Farnsworth gravely consulted
the cabalistic price mark.
THE regular price is ninety-five
cents yard, but" lowering his voice
and glancing about to make sure he
was not overheard, II will make 1t to
you at eighty cents
Eighty cents yard for gingham!"
gasped Mrs. Rounds.
1T is imported goods, Mrs.
Rounds" explained Mr.. Farnsworth,
critically strolsing the print. 1t wears
like silk. We carry no domestic ging-
hams. Here is one at eighty-flve cents
and this one is a dollar and ten a
yard. That would make you a fine
gown, Mrs. Rounds
Lets go somewhere else, Samuel"
whispered his mother, positively
frightened. 81 can buy bingham in
Taunton for eight cents a yard"
"Wait Bit" said Sam reassuringly.
What have We got in silks, Mr.. Farms
worth?"
I'VE have a fine line of Silks re-
piled that gentleman, leading the way
| TO another counter. Il should recon-
mend a heavy black gros grain silk
| for Mrs. Rounds. We have them at
all prices. Here is one at dollor and
half yard.
He displayed a silk worth at least
three dollars a yard. The old lady
| looked fondly at the glossy fabric
The temptation was great, but she
closed her lips firmly and put Satan
behind her.
TOO much" said Sam decisively
"We're not rich ner proud, Mr.. Farms
worth. Show MS somethin' cheaper
Very we'll Here is one at dollar
a yard, and here is one which is q
bargain He unrolled superb
heavy bolt of silk, lustrous black and
a delight to the eye. He examined
the price mark critically. 1t told hin,
that the wholesale cost was four dol,
lars yard and the upset retail fig
ure four dollars and seventy-fve cents
Il can let you have that at eighty
cents yard he said after a mental
| calculation.
Nov, ye're gittin' down tew bust
ness" Sam declared tentatively
That's tew much, but it's more like
it. What do you think of the goods,
| Ma Rounds? You'd look like four
year old in 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 timidly
! at Mr.. Farnsworth, who assured her
| il was silk beyond a doubt.
(To be continued.)