Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1908-09-23

l should like to know is. what does a
girl do, if she's poor and has to live in
New York? Mrs. Ess Kay had said
the shop was cheap shop, SO there
must be others where even the flow
cred wrappers and collars and hatpins
are more. And, besides, a girl couldn't
go through life dressed entirely in
such things. However. Judging from
the girls 1 have seen so far, they are
all very rich, except the lower classes.
and of course it's much simpler TO do
without things if you can just be poor
and give up TO it comfortably without
thinking of appearances, like US.
As soon as l saw the notion counter
| knew why they had named it that,
orgy it would be still more expressive
if it were called the imagination coun-
ter. 1t was lovely, and looked like
thousands of little Christmas presents
spread out for every one.
There were great many pretty peo-
pie buying things at it, and in most of
the other departments where l went
with Mrs. Ess Kay and Sally, but
when | admired them, and the sweet
blouses they wore and the way they
| carried their shoulders and hips, Mrs.
Ess Kay shifted and said there was
| nobody in New York now-nobody at
all who was worth looking at and
| wouldn't be till October, except those
who were just in the city for a day
| or two of shopping, like us. When
suggested that these charming beings
in white muslins and summer silks
might be here in that way, she did not
think It at all probable.
How can you tell?" asked. "They
| look just as nice as we do"
Indeed. / thought some of them
| looked nicer, but I've been much too
we'll brought up to make such remarks
as that
Il can tell, because | don't know
their faces" said Mrs. Ess Kay decid-
| ter to her last word, and yet intimated
that the poor, unknown (by herr things
couldn't possibly be worth a glance.
Now, mother and Aunt Sophy are
rather like that. It's almost terrible
when they say "Who is she?" But l
| shouldn't have expected it to be the
| same in America, If Sally hadn't
warned me. / suppose it's quite easy
| to remember just 400 faces, as you're
sure there will never be any more,
even if they have children, because
they're being cut down instead of go
ing up in number.
| When we had been for about an
/ h0nr n In N Oh a.
| finished all we had to do there and
must motor TO another farther up, be-
fore meeting Mr.. Parker, who was to
| give us lunch at place called Sher-
| rvs, at 1 o'clock. On the way, Sally
suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, Cousin Kath-
crime, we must initiate this dear child
into the mysteries of ice cream soda
water, and I'm just yearning for some
myself, anyhow"
Mrs. Ess Kay gave the direction to
her mechanician, very young man
with eyes that looked positively ill
4 with intelligence and a way of snap
ping out "all right when she spoke to
him that would make Stan sit up with
surprise if his chauffeur did it.
Sally said that the incest oasis In the
desert of London was an American
place where you can get ice cream
soda water, but | had never had any
and in the burning heat of the New
York morning, which flung itself into
the shop like a great wave in spite OF
fierce electric fans, could have purred
in pure delight over the piled up ice
cold froth in that tall glass. 1t tasted
like frozen velvet favored with straw.
berries, and l should have loved to be
an ostrich or an anaconda, so that the
Isensation might have lasted longer.
There We're no men in the shop, only
women, and so pretty that you wonder
ed if there We're a notice posted uI
over the door forbidding plain ladies
to enter. Two or three had yellow
hair, yellower than mine, and Mrs. Els:
Kay said they were actresses, who al
ways came back to New York in sum
mer to wait for things to turn up, JUS
as chickens come home to roost, an(
that they were supposed to be resting
l had always thought that a banan;
made you feel more as IL you had eat
en- large, elaborate dinner than any
other one thing possibly could, but
found that an ice cream soda is ever
more so, and it was lucky for us tina
we had another hours shopping to dt
(Mrs. Ess Kay made it an hour and {
half because Potter is only her broth
err before luncheon.
The next shop was even more won
derful than the first and would hav,
been a great deal more solemn and dig
nified and even conventional if til,
same kind of wooden balls hadn't gon,
tearing round like mad squirrels il
wire cages over the counters with PEG
, pies money shut up inside them. Their
We're very young youths sitting in tai
, pulpit things, who caught the balls OF
, the fly in sporting way and did some
thing to them, but / never could Sc
, what, and afterward sent them bacl
, with the greenback bills inside turne,
, miraculousiy into silver and pretty min
, iature pennies.
/ When we got to Sherry's, Potter wa
waiting for as and looking cross.
think persons with turned up nose
show crossness more easily than tn
other kind and Potter had the eXpreS