The Red Cloud chief., 1904-05-06

dew. When she picks out a cheap
thing, you multiply the price by four
err five. an when yC show her some
thin banG-up an good enough fer q
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 Ill make
ii all right fer yer trouble. An mind
yc, I want the best in her 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 hat 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 cpochs 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 chattcring. laughing
throng Of shoppers.
Il don't want much. Samuel" she
whispered, as Mr.. Farnsworth turned
to take down a bolt of dress goods.
we must be economical. Samuel.
Tell him To show MS some ginghams."
All right, Ma Rounds; watch me
beat him down" returned Sam. nudg.
ing her gently with his elbow.
Here il a stylish pattern. Mrs.
Rounds said Mr.. Farnsworth, dis
playing a neat gingham. worth per.
haps ten cents a yard.
How much a yard?" asked Sam.
Mr.. Farnsworth gravoly consulted
the cabalistic price mark.
The regular price is ninety.hve
cents a yard. but lowering his voice
and glancing about to make sure he
was not overheard. Il will make IL to
you at eighty cents
Eighty cents a yard for g%ingham!"
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, Il'I' ~ olt at eighty NV 'u'
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. II can buy Bingham in
Taunton for eight cents a yard"
Wait a bit" said Sam reassuringly.
What have ye 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 a dollor and
a half a 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. hut she
closed her lips firmly and put Satan
behind her.
Too much" said Sam decisively.
"We're not rich nor proud, Mr.. Farms.
worth. Show ms somcthin' cheaper"
Every well. Here is one at a dollar
a yard, and here is m which is a
bargain He unrolled a superb.
heavy bolt of silk. lustrous black and
a delight to the eye. He examined
the price mark critically. 1t told him
that the wholesale cost was four dol
lars a yard and the upset retail fig.
ure -four dollars and seventy-hve cents.
Il can let you have that at eighty
cents a yard" he said after a mental
calculation.
Now. ye're gittin' down tew bust.
ness" Sam declared tentatively.
That's tew much, but it's more like
1t. What do you think of the goods.
Ma Rounds? You'd look like = four
year old in a gown made of that"
It's very iine-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.. F~arnsworth, who assured her
1t was silk beyond a doubt.
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