A Pair of Silk Stockings - Mrs. Sommers

Little Mrs Sommers cardinal twenty-four hour period found herself the unexpected owner of fifteen dollars. It seemed to her a in truth large amount of m 1y, and the modality in which it stuffed and bulged her worn erst trance(a) porte-monnaie gave her a feeling of immenseness such(prenominal) as she had non enjoyed for years. The question of investment was one that occupied her greatly. For a mean solar day or ii she walked most apparently in a dreamy state, unless genuinely absorbed in assumption and calculation. She did not wish to dally hastily, to do anything she might later on regret. But it was during the still hours of the dark when she lay awake revolving plans in her mind that she seemed to see her sort clearly toward a proper and judicious use of the money. A dollar or two should be added to the price unremarkably paid for Janies shoes, which would insure their enduring an appreciable magazine monthlong than they usually did. She would buy so and so many yards of percale for sore shirt waists for the boys and Janie and Mag. She had intended to appoint the old ones do by skillful patching. Mag should suck another gown. She had seen some picturesque patterns, veritable bargains in the thieve windows. And still there would be left enough for new-fashioned stockings two pairs apiece and what touch on that would save for a while! She would get caps for the boys and sailor-hats for the girls. The vision of her exact brood looking late and dainty and new for erst in their lives excited her and make her restless and wakeful with anticipation.\nThe neighbors some fourth dimensions talked of certain better days that little Mrs Sommers had known onwards she had ever thought of organism Mrs Sommers. She herself indulged in no such morbid retrospection. She had no time no second of time to devote to the past. The needs of the make up absorbed her every faculty. A vision of the future ilk some dim, gaunt behemoth somet imes appalled her, but luckily to-morrow never comes. Mrs Sommers was one who knew the value ...