Dick's put in a new cash register they say
is nice enough to have in the parlor. It made Jessie Williams buy a
lot of new silver that she didn't need no more than a cat needs a
match-box. But she got it and she gave a luncheon the other day to
some of the South End crowd and tried to get just about all that silver
on the table, I guess. Of course, it looked mighty nice but when the
women came to eat they didn't know what to do with it. They got pretty
miserable, all sticking to just the one knife and fork and spoon. And
Jessie got so rattled that she just about forgot to use the stuff too.
And finally old Mrs. Vingie, that Jessie asked just to have the news
spread, got up mad as a hornet and marched out, saying she was too old
to be insulted.
"Until a week ago Bessie Williams wouldn't speak to Alex. You know her
hair's got awful white this last year and of course, her being kind of
stout, she does look older than Al. But she says that's no reason why,
when a peddler comes to the door with anything, Al needs to let the man
think she's his mother.
"Mrs. Jerry Dustin's been to see Uncle Tony's portraiture hanging in
the art gallery. She says it's so lifelike it made her cry. And she's
awful happy about Peter.
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