The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1908-02-15
A Shopping Tour
Where the Child Is Mother Of
the Woman

were making their way, Indian file,
through the crowd. Daughter led the
way, and apparently she was used to
the role. Burdened only with her fur
muff, she carried her shoulders
through the crowd with a large sweep
that would have made room for a I
much larger woman than mamma, who
really didn't need it all, though she
carried the bundles. and they nearly
.equaled her own bulk.
Wen go in here, mamma" said
daughter, as she steered toward the
entrance Of a store. Unless you care
to go farther up the street,"
But mamma was already struggling
with the recoil of the door, and if she
had expressed any preference, daugh
ter, who was already halfway down
the main aisle, would scarcely have
heard it.
Shall we look at these silks2"
asked the daughter, "or would you pre-
fer towel, where have you disap
peared to now?"
Here l am" painted mamma, strug
Cling through the crowd. I'm com
ing"
well, for goodness sake" said
daughter GROSSLY, why cant you keep
close to me? Now, what do you think
Of these Powered silks-don't you like
this rattern?" She held the piece up
e~arelessly.
Really, I'll have to get my glasses
cut" said mamma, apologetically, as
she began depositing her bundles on
the counter.
"Oh, for goodness sake, don't bother,
then!" exclaimed daughter petulantly.
Lets go on and look at those watch
fobs for papa, and do try to keep close
to me-"
Mamma obediently gathered up her
bundles again and struggled on In
daughters wake.
There" said the daughter, as she
stopped before the jewelry display,
here is just what we want. Do you
think papa would like this one?" She
selected a jeweled silk fob and held
it up for inspection.
DO you think he would care for a
fob?" asked mamma, timidly. "You
know he has two or three now"
well, Of all things!" exclaimed the
daughter. Didn't we decide days and
days ago on a watch fob? Really,
mamma, you do have the strangest
ideas. Now, really, don't you think
this fob is pretty?"
"Ye-es," admitted mamma. "But
don't you like the one with the blue
stone better?'
why, mamma, I'm surprised at
you! Really, you do have such old.
fashioned ideas. Really now, don't
you think this one is much prettier?.
well, perhaps 1t is" said nam
ma, resignedly.
"of course it is" said the daughter
triumphantly. you always do want
to argue so, mamma. But don't you
think, really, it would be better to gel
an umbrella for papa?"
why, yes" said mamma, brighten,
ing. Il think that would be very sensi.
BILE, indeed. Shall we go and look at
Them"
well, of all the absurd ideas!" ex.
claimed daughter s%cornfully. "You
know very well papa wouldn't keep an
J umbrella a week. Now, l think q
nice travelling bag would be just the
thing. Let's go and look at them
Now, for goodness sake, do try tx
keep close to me-" e
She swept i%mperiously down the
aisle and patient little mamma tagged
after. Did mamma feel abused or in
dignant? No. There was pride in hel
J eye every tine it rested on handsome
daughter. How naughty and super
Tor she wasl How well she wore hel
clothes! How well it became her t
dictate and command! Yes, littl,
! mamma was proud to walk in such
train.
: ooh, dear, I don't see anything
! here, said daughter, petulantly, Al
she handled the stock of bags over.
Don't you like this one?" suggest
ed mamma, holding it up.
; Daughter looked at It disdainfuliy
Positively, mamma" she said, +"
think you have the oldest taste 0
anyone ! ever knew. Let's go some
where where we can see somethinI
decent"
Once more the procession started
daughter steaming away in the lead
At the door daughter paused and cas-
an impatient look behind.
well II you could see yourself!
she calculated. Really, mamma, it
quite impossible to take you dow
town. Your hat is over one ear, you
! face Is red, and actually, you loo
positively dowdy. But you're a dea
little mamma
She gave mammals hat a pull an
her back hair a poke and then the