The Washburn leader. [volume] (Washburn, McLean County, N.D.) 1890-1986, 1911-01-06

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that she had every reason to be, and
nursed her wrath accordingly. The
floor walker, at other times her beau
ideal of manly perfection. after cast
ing her a smile of condescending at
liability which passed unnoticed,
walked on down the aisle in resented
astonishment.
Who, pray, was Name to ignore one
of his standing, and-er-good looks?
A customer. whose station in life and
whose question afforded excellent op-
fortunity for repartee received merely
an absent-minded 1.-TWO aisles down."
as Name stared resentfully at Bes-
sizes massive golden pompadour.
which rivaled in luster the silver she
was selling at the wall counter. Name
sold jewelry, SO called through cour
tesy.
And had she not every reason to be
incensed? It was the anne old story.
For two years she had gone with Jim.
During that time she had made herself
over into the kind of girl he protested
~ admired. Had she not left off at
least half her puffs at his request?
Had she not lowered her cherished
pompadour to quite common and un-
noticeable dimensions? Her swell
earrings had been sacrificed at the
altar of love, one by one her near
diamond rings had followed suit, and
last, oh GROWING grief, her purple
hat.
She no longer firted with the other
fellows: no more did she feel 1t a
necessity to go out every night of
her life. In short, her every habit had
been changed to please this exacting
beau.
What had happened? Two weeks
ago she had introduced him to her
very best lady friend, the girl to whom
she daily laid bare. her heart, to the
great discontinue of customers; the
one. in short, whom, next to Jim, she
most loved and trusted. What was
the result? Bessie, who was. and who
gloried in being, all the things she
had ceased to be at Jim's request, and
then some, instantly attracted that
individuals tickle attention to the ex-
clusion of all else.
Would Bessie give up her jewels
and pompadour? Not she! She shone
more resplendant each. day in the
things-bitter thought-with which
Jim presented her. Would she stay at
home evenings? Jim took her to a
nav and more attractive place every
day a. soon al work was over, while
the deserted Name was hourly forced
to watch the glow Of triumph in tho
eye Of the now despised Bessie.
At this point in her reflections she
was interrupted by q customer who,
she was dimly aware. had spoken sew
eral times. She forced herself to pay
attention.
II would like something to give a
little girl Of 10 on her birthday. Can
you suggest anything?" asked the
young woman.
Name tore her glance, from the wall
counter and turned It on her wares.
"Those hatpins are awfully swell;
90 cents" she remarked.
"she doesn't wear hatrins yet"
meekly suggested the wood.be pur-
chaser.
mo, Of course not" agreed Name.
there's those pocketbooks, genuine
German silver. marked from 81. We're
selling q lot Of those, and there's these
little opal rings. real opals. four nine
ty-eight."
II think I'll take one of the little
purses. Opals are 80 ~dreadfully un-
lucky, you Know
Names interest was at last awak-
ened:1 II . daxe. she made out the
check and handed over the change.
Unlucky. were theyl She cast q bale
ful glare q the unconscious Bessie.
which changed to . smile Of pure
hypocrisy II she happsned 70 turn
around. {
Say, Bsssis," she. called to her.
when DO yon 50 70 lunehf Let's 90
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