Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1904-03-03

Persis, frustrated.
"Then you'd better order the $3.50
goods" l proposed, carried away by
the excitement of the moment
/ have" responded Persis. when
do you think they'll get here?"
Oh, dear! 1t was the samples all
over again. And when finally the
much-badgered express agent pro-
duced the package he banged it down
as though to say: Thank heaven"
Persis proudly bore it to the tailor's
and started forthwith the continuous
comedy of "Persis and the Tailor" and
the continuous tragedy of ''Persis and
-
Maybe / was unreasonable. | had
had Persis a year and half all to my
self, and may be it was selfish in me
to begTudge her to the tailor. Never
theless, about that tailor's operations
was a systematic singleness of pur.
pose that ground upon me nightly.
| never could get ahead of him.
Although / telephoned lever so UNI
expectedly, l thought, to all save my
self and preached to Persis a drive
right away, she always answered
sweetly, but annoyed
That would be lovely. dear-but |
have to go to the tailor's."
Or else she already was there. ana
! rang her up in vain.
That tailor seemed TO know!
When ! arrived for lunch, and found
no Persis, twas foregone con-
custom where she was; and needed
not her breathless information, when
later she came hurry ing in, that the
tailor had kept her"
The tailor cut into our evenings.
for Persis went early to bed. and |
sat melancholy and alone.
'Oh, it's such job to be ftted!''
complained Persis; yet ] could see
that she was clarifying in the pro
gram
Il shall be SO glad when I'm done
with the tailor" protested Perss;
yet not for worlds would she have
curtailed his attentions.
Persis was an angel, but she also
was woman
Did she grow impatient with the
tailor because he kept her waiting
he dwelt upon the exquisite success
that he was enabled to make of the
suit, owing solely to her peculiarly
artistic prQportions-an she went
away inspired.
IT'S going TO be dream!" she as.
sured me, radiant The style is the
and | look stunning, He
says that not many women can wear
the directoire!"
When is it to be finished?" | in
quired.
Tomorrow" answered Persis.
They'll send it up in the morning.
I've had my last fitting. Oh, Dick, it's
a dream!"
"Persis. | addressed her, as
moderately as could under the stress
of the great news, II am glad have
calculated" and / pulled out my
memorandum book. that, including
today's trip, you have made eighteen
visits to the tailor averaging a mile
and a half each, horizontally, and
your trips laid end to end would reach
from here twenty-seven miles into the /
and up into the air almost
lIarter of mile. You have been .
with the tailor thirty-six hours and .
of him two weeks, and it's .
line You gave your husband another
inning. Welcome back, darling!"
How do YOU like it?" dubbed
Porsis, meeting me at the door the
noon.
| gazed at the trim. RUSTY, safely lit
lie figure. whose eyes and smile and
bushes were of old. but whose garb
was new acquaintance.
"How do you like it?" laughed
Pcrsis, strutting like pouter pigeon, !,
Il do" declared
Doesn't it fit. thought es;ulted Per
sis, tuning for me to see.
at certainly does--at last, I adj
mitted Have you come to stay?"
My, But the women will be green
with envy" said Persis,
so will the mem" said Edwin
l.. Sabin, in What To Eat