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SALE TIEM

Scene, bedroom, suburban bouse. Time, 9.30. Mamma discovered reading Bargain Column of the paper. Daughter dressing for town. * Daughter (brushing out her hair rapidly): “I don't know why you ever want me to go to theee stupid, senseless sales. We don’t want anything—not u |th-ing (brushing her hair with alarming vigor; but a wardrobe—end we've wanted that for ages and a-go* and a-a-ges (beginning to comb out the knots with a vengeance). You can’t see half th© shop windows now for parcels and people; and ,1 suppose lots of them want a waidrobo or a picture, or an easy chair, uf something equally useful sad essential likt Us."

Mamma (continuing quite calmly in her reading): ‘‘Home frock*—for morn, ing wear in prints and linens—trimmed with embroidery, all sizes. Caroline, my dear. Usual prices, 33s 6d. £taia price, five and eleven, fie lid. X mutt have one." - '

Daughter: "But, Mamma, you don’t want a house frock. Didn’t we buy ordinary print at ordinary time, and make two dresses for less than 5s 6d?"

Mamma: "But think of the • emhroi. defies. And they were 32s 64." ( Daughter (doing up her hair hastily); ‘‘Embroideries about a house when a nio« apron would cover any defects (pushing a hairpin into place). Couldn't we savs up fox a wardrobe instead, momma P” Mamma (still reading): "All wool knit* ted golfers.. All colors. Seduced from 8s lid to 4s lid. Have a look at Uaem, dear. They might come 'in nicely next year."

Daughter: "Aren’t you sick of th* sight of golfers? I am. And it’s almost certain that no one will want to wear them next season. (She begin* to pull on her shoos soniewhat savagely). Fashion Is a fickle jade at her best.”

Mamma : "Well, here’s exactly what we want. Slightly soiled dressing gowns— ’’ Daughter: “Give me a cracked wardrobe for preference (ties her shoelace determinedly). At any rate, we could h-nvy clothes in it; but what we’re going to do with soiled dressing gown* I don’t know.

Mamma: “Taa’re certainly very red*, Caroline. Allow your mother to know more than yon. Get two dressing gown*, Hullo, what’s this? Blanket slaughter, mg and—double green coupons."

Daughter: "But, mamma, the winter ia nearly over, and we don’t want blankets in summer time. And where are we going to hang onr starched frocks if we haven’t a wardrobe?"

Mamma; "We can put the blanket* away till next year. It isn’t every day sou get double green coupons, Coro, line."

Daughter; "But the moth* and silver fish don’t make any allowance for green coupons."

Mamma: "Well, wiat about some gloves? Wo always want gloves. Or laces, child. Ton will want laces for your summer frocks."

Daughter (putting on her hat): -"Well,’ let’s hare a look at them."

Mamma; • "Lace*—laces—l-a-oe*. I *aw; them somewhere."

Daughter: “I don’t thi-nlr there are-any worth speaking about." Mamma: "Caroline, 1 must say again! that you are in a positively ugly mood this morning. In fact, you’re almost disrespectful. All your aunts go to the sales—some of your uncles, too (throwing down the paper). I thought you wanted to go and have a look round, and buy a few cheap things. Don’t you?"

Daughter: "No, mamma, I want yon to buy a wardrobe with the money you wished me to spend on the useless bargains. And I didn’t mean to be dissgroo able at aIL"

Mamma; "Well, well, don’t get downhearted about it, child. And as you say it is abenrd to buy winter things for summer, perhaps wo had better get the wardrobe."

Daughter: "Mamma, you’re a darljng—> a darling. I knew you would see what was right in th© end. Now we need not stand on chairs to see the set of oat skirts any more. (She takes up her purse and goes to the door,. followed by mamma). ,

Mamma: ''Have a good, look about before you decide, dear." -Daughter: "Of course. Ton don’t want anything else?" Mamma : "No. Only you might get a few handkerchiefs, and perhaps a pair of stockings at the double green oonpou shop.” Daughter (laughing): "Very well mamma. But I'll have a look at tht wardrobes first. Good-bye” (goes ■_ the path quickly). - Zso.*4,

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New Zealand Times, Volume XXXVI, Issue 8257, 21 October 1912, Page 8

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SALE TIEM New Zealand Times, Volume XXXVI, Issue 8257, 21 October 1912, Page 8

SALE TIEM New Zealand Times, Volume XXXVI, Issue 8257, 21 October 1912, Page 8