The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1910-04-07

would 1t take for a dress, mother?"
she asked, wistfully.
Eight" responded Mrs. Wilbur,
briefly. She was little out of pa
thence with Constance on the subject
of pink cashmere. Ever since the
question of Constances going to Ma
son Academy the next fall had been
settled, the girl had seemed to think
that a dress of this kind was neces-
sary to complete her equipment. She
had inherited certain qualities of per-
sistence from her fathers family.
"I don't see why all Aunt Edith's
dresses are blues and grays," re-
marked Constance. cat least, all
that she sends to me are"
There are two white dresses, a
serge and a dotted muslin" replied
Mrs. Wilbur, who was even then en-
gagged in ripping up the seams of a
soft gray wool affair, 'and you ought
to be glad enough, Constance, that
your Aunt Edith sent this box of
clothes. We couldn't have managed
to have bought you so many dresses.
You will have enough for a year"
Just the same, you would have
bought me a pink cashmere IL Aunt
Edith had not sent that box" persist
ed Constance.
Mrs. Wilbur smiled. "Well, my
dear, very likely 1 should; but it
would have been your only dress-up
gown. You would have had to wear
1t on all occasions. Very likely you
would have been known at school as
the girl with the pink dress Now
you will have this pretty gray voile,
the blue chiffon and the two white
dresses. Besides that, every dollar
counts with your father this year"
"This sample is only one dollar a
yard" said Constance, smoothing the
delicate wool between her fingers.
Mrs. Wilbur made no reply, and
Constance, after pleading look to-
ward her mother, picked up her books
and left the room.
Il could buy one yard Of it," she
thought, as she went down the street
on delayed errand. 81 have exactly
one dollar"
And without thought of the neces-
sary car fares that the dollar was in
tended to pay for, Constance promptly
turned her steps toward the store
from which she had obtained the
sample.
The clerk held up fold after fold
Of the delicately tinted cashmere, and
Constance's eyes frightened as she
admired it. "It's just like a pink
rose" she declared.
The clerk glanced at the girl smil-
1ngly. Just the shade to wear with
brown eyes and brown hair" he re-
marked.
II only want one yard" said Con-
stance, and suddenly remembered the
car fares and much-needed pair of
gloves. I'D rather wear shabby
gloves than lose this!" she exclaimed.
"Gloves?" said the clerk. 1.-TWO
counters down toward the 'front.'" and
Constance picked up the small pack
age, put down the one dollar, and
walked briskly out.
The yard of cashmere was put care
Constance stored her treasures; and
Constance, the pink sample still in
her purse, watched the advertise
ments of mark-downs with anxious
eyes. She said no more about a pink
cashmere, and Mrs. Wilbur congratu-
lated herself that, after all, Constance
had seen the folly of teasing for a
dress which she did not need and
which her father could not afford to
purchase.
Before the summer was over Mrs.
Wilbur had occasion to speak to Con-
stance on the subject of the use of
money.
I know, my dear girl, that your
allowance is small" she remarked
one day, with disapproving glance
at Constance's worn ribbon belt, but
am sure 1t is sufficient for the little
Things that we expect you to buy for
yourself. Your gloves are shabby,
and that belt is really worn out"
Constance flushed, but-she made no
explanation. Mrs. Wilbur sighed a
little, finding an excuse for Constance
In the thought that girl of sixteen
doubtless found soda-water, choco-
Iates and car rides of even more i'm
portance than fresh gloves and fault
less belt ribbons.
suppose mother would think that
mad thrown my money away IL she
could see these!" chuckled Constance
that evening, as she opened her treas
ure trunk and took out a carefully
wrapped package.
She undid the wrappings and
spread the Contents out ON her bed
ihere were eight or nine pieces of
pale pink cashmere. The longest
suip was the first yard purchased,
Tor which Constance had recklessly
paid one dollar. How often she had
regretted her haste. for that week
she had discovered that there were
such things as remnant sales. Sam
PIE In hand. she had gone from store
70 store. turning over piles OF short
length cashmeres. now and then sue
cessiul In securing match for her
goods.
Pieces Of three-fourths OF a yard
mao been secured for twenty-five
cents. A remnant of quarter of a
yard had been bought for I'VE cents.
sne was sure that two yards more
would give her material enough for