Little Falls herald. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1889-1950, 1904-12-09

"Um,' unused Mr.. Jobson, still looking
thoughtful.
After Mr.. Jobson had got away with
his two after-dinner smokes that even
ing Mrs. Jobson got him to accompany
her on a walk downtown to take look
at the shop windows in their Christmas
finery Needless to say she steered him,
before he tired and began to think of his
pipe and his armchair. to the furrier's
window in which cher" squirrel coat was
fast ened loosely and jauntily around the
person of handsome. dark-haired wax
lady.
The wrap of the darl1-haired lady Of
wax claimed Mr.. Jobson's attention at
once
What kind of an animal or bird fur
nished the pelts for that coat?" he asked
Mrs. Jobson, evincing distinct interest in
the garment. which looked distinctly
swagger in the mellow light of the fur
rier's window.
"Why, that's one of the new squirrel
coats" replied Mrs. Jobson, not with any
particular show of interest. "That is,
they first came in last year,
Like the thing?" inquired Mr.. Job
SON viewing Mrs. Jobson with what he
thought was fine craftiness out of the
slants of his eyes.
"Um-ye-es," answered Mrs. Jobson:
cts handsome, of course. A little ultra,
as the milliners say of the striking hats
they make, but I suppose that is be-
cause the squirrel coats are so new, and
because we are not used to them yet"
"Well," said Mr.. Jobson, right at him.
self when Mrs. Jobson's view seemed to
clash with his own. II think that coats
just ripping, myself-think it's immense.
It's"
But" mildly interposed Mrs. Jobson.
somehow or another that squirrel fur
always looks to me as if''-and here she
laughed merrily-"well, as if COW had
licked 1t the wrong way, don't you
Think"
Mr. Jobson cooked his head on one side
and then shook it negatively.
mo" he replied, II don't think any,
thing of the sort. Of course, the hide
doesn't lie down pat and fiat, like the Sat-
uriay night haircut of plumbers ap-
prentice. I suppose you'd want 'em to
use bears grease or vaseline to make
that fur lie down as flat as pancake,
Ell? Did you ever see squirrel with his
hair lying as close to his hide as if he'd
been swimming in Standard oil tank?"
Mrs. Jobson was constrained to reply
that she had never witnessed such phe-
nomenon.
Now" went on Mr. Jobson "that-er
that sticky-up, sort o. porcupiny look
of that squirrel coat is just the thing that
makes the hit with me. It's artistic.
hate these cut-and-dried, too-blamed-
smooth things, anyhow. There's sort
of jolly carelessness about the this-way.
and-that look of that squirrel fur that
strikes me-lOoks like good. strong,
nipping breeze were blowing against it
eh?"
"Well," replied Mrs Jobson, musingly
with finger to her lip. lit has sort OF
artistic effect when viewed from that
standpoint, really"
''Of course it has," eloquently put in
Mr.. Jobson, expanding with his subjecr:
''By Jove, l didn't give you credit for
being able to catch my meaning. You're
coming along. for fact-association
after all these years. is at length begin.
ming to do marvels for you" and Mr.
Jobson smiled complaisantly at his lit.
tie joke.
"Do you know" said Mrs Jobson. az
they went away from the furrier's win.
dow, that you are right about those
squirrel coats? It's remarkable how
quick you men are to catch an effect
Positively, it hadn't dawned upon me al
all, until you mentioned it, that those
squirrel coats are thoroughly artistic,
but can see it now as plain as day.
Really, if everything goes we'll, I be-
lieve should like to have one next year.
do so love to wear things that you pick
out for me. because they invariably
prove to be just right, and next year"
**Tush! Let's go somewhere and have
some oysters" put in Mr.. Jobson. maxi
ing an elephantine effort to switch tho
subject, and then Mrs. Jobson knew
that that squirrel coat was as good as
hanging in her closet
She was sure of it when on the follow
ing afternoon she purposely passed the
furrier's and saw that the squirrel coat
had been removed from the window.
She went into the furrier's shop and
merely directed ar 'nquiring glance at
him. He nodded pleasantly, Then he
handed Mrs. Jotson tie SO rebate that
WAS coming to her.-Washington Star.