Monroe City Democrat. (Monroe City, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1907-02-07

Il like you in short sleeves" said
the young man. syour arm
1T isn't the sleeves I'm Directing
to-" the young woman interrupted.
It's the gloves to meet the sleeves.
Il was in hurry when 1 ordered
these" she continued, 80 l told the
clerk that my size was No. 6K and to
send them. When they came began
to have doubts. One hates to pay
$3.50 for gloves and not have them at.
So carried them back and asked to
have them tried on. They proved alto
gether too small. The naughty person
waiting on me looked me over with
cold contempt at having exposed my
vanity in trying to wear gloves not big
enough for me. 1t made no difference
that had worn 6A gloves all my life,
for l could tell by her sniff that she
felt that she had unmasked me. She
tried on larger size and the top but
ton would not button
az shall have to give you your
money back she said languidly, L
have nothing-ah-large enough for
you"
"Ridiculous!" cried the young man,
making another attempt to examine
the glove with the hand inside.
Eyes, wasn't it," agreed the young.
woman. Il knew was pot sylphlike,
but l had never before considered my
self as belonging to the Brobdingnagian
class. So ! went to another store. 1
asked for two sizes larger, and while
they were pretty loose l didn't mind
that for winter wear. felt quite
soothed because this clerk fitted me
without acting in the least as though
she was performing any herculean
feat.
We'll, the first time l wore my new
gloves the thumb seam pulled out in
spite of their being very loose Indig-
nantly | marched back. | was going
to spread the gloves out before the
man at the complaint desk, remark
that | had worn them just once and
then wait to see remorse and guilt
overspread his face. When he had
sufficiently groveled l was going to
permit him tremblingly to give me an
order for new pair so as to save the
reputation of the store.
There were a few bitches in my
scheme. In the first place, the stage
settings were not right. Instead of
clear space and an attentive man l
found a crowd of 20 or 80 women
fighting to get at grim-looking indi-
vidual inclosed in a little cage. They
all clutched long gloves, mostly black
and they all talked at once On a sort
of tidal wave | found myself swept I'D
to him. | was gasping for breath and
just waved the gloves feebly at him.
| forgot my speech, though | did muir
muir something about new gloves.
1T seemed to electrify him. He shot
q baleful glare at me and growled out
in sort of ascending roar: New
gloves! Certainly not! Where would
our profits be if l gave all these wo-
men new gloves? Certainly we don't
guarantee long gloves, madam. know
we do guarantee short ones, but never
the long ones. Sorry. Just your bad
luck to get a pair that tore out, but
We'll mend EN-
They mended them and they tore
worse and then they set in a little
piece and l waited two weeks for
them to do it and now they're Just
patched gloves. And they skimp on
the kid so they won't go up over my
arm right and it's just horrid anyhow,
and ! think somebody ought to do
something about III"
Il will said the young man prompt
ly. IN promise to buy you brand
new gloves whenever you want them
if you'll only say you'll marry"
"Pooh!" said the girl, and she dim
pied and turned pink. IF l couldn't
manage proposal all by itself with
out mixing it up with a stray chance
like glove story"
1T takes a mighty intelligent person
to know chance when he sees it,"
said the young, man.
This time he kept hold of the glove
with the hand in it.
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