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Show SHOPPERS MANY WOES By BARBARA BOYD. She approached tha floorwalker, as being tho man ot knowlodgo, and Mk od ploasontly: "Can you toll mo where 1 can find knitted sleeping caps?" Ho looked slightly puzzled "Knitted "Knit-ted Bleeping caps?" ho responded dubiously du-biously "Yes. For outdoor sloeplng. One noeds something to protoot tho hoad, you know." "Yos, to bo sure. Thoy aro In the muslin underwear dopartmont" "But thoy aren't undorwoar." "No. But tho flannolotto nightgowns night-gowns aro thero, and " "But thoso nrcn't flannelotto," sho objected. "I understand," ho said soothingly. "But all such thlnt aro togothor. Fourth floor; tako tho elovator" So sho took tho tavator, though sho thought whimsically that more correctly, It took her, and Journoyed to tho fourth floor "I am looking for knitted bleeping capo," sho oxplalncd to a saleswoman In tho muslin underwear dopartmont, "somothing to wear on tho head for sloeplng outdoors." Tho saleswoman flung out a flannelotto flan-nelotto nightgown with a hood. "No, that Isn't what I want I Just want a cap tor tho head. It is mado purposely tor sleeping outdoors It is knitted." "You'll And tho knitted things in tho Art Nccdlowork," said tho saleswoman, sales-woman, gathering up her nightgown. "But this Isn't exactly art needlework" needle-work" "All tho knitted goods aro thorn," repltod tho saleswoman, putting tho nightgown in a drawer, and turning away. So to tho Art Needlework tared tho searcher for a night cap, and onco more told tho talo ot her ucods. "Wo hove theso knitted motor toques," said tho salon woman. "No, thoy aro not what I want. Theso sleeping cops aro mado purposely pur-posely for slooplng outdoors They are knitted to (It over tho head and como well down over tho forohond '' I Tho saleswoman's faco showed n gloam ot intelligence "I know," sho said "You'll And them In tho Hoslory i Departmont." "Hosiery!" "Yes. All tho knitted things aro ' there It's tho Subway Gallery In tho bosoment." So to tho basement tho woman Journeyed Jour-neyed and Interviewed tho stocking I counter I Tho saleswoman shook her head. 1 "You nhou'd havo gono to tho knit underwear un-derwear counter," sho said with a noto of mild reproof In her volco. And as tho senrcher turned away sho heard tho saleswoman say to a follow clerk: "They'll bo coming hero for wnshtubs next. Wearily sho leaned agolnst tho knit underwear counter. "Havo you knitted knit-ted sleeping caps?", sho aBkod a salos-man salos-man "Notion counter," ho Bnld briskly. Ho spoko so confidently hopo revived, re-vived, and sho turned her rr "stops toward tho notion countor "You'll find them," sold t . 'es-woman 'es-woman In reply to her Inquiry "No, I won't," replied the woman firmly. "They aro not In houso furnishings, fur-nishings, nor In harness'supplles, nor yet In photographic goods nor Jowolry. I Tho shoo department hasn't got thorn, nor gloves In fnct, I don't think they are In tho store." I At this tho saleswoman woko up. "Why don't jou try tho ofllco of the manufacturer?" sho asked "It's right down Main street I'll look up tho number In tho phono book" This sho did, nnd confident tho quest was now at an ond, tho worn and weary soarcher sot forth down Mnln Btreot But at tho number given giv-en thero was no Knit goods ofllco, nnd , nobody In tho neighborhood know of any For a moment sho looked at t department store across tho street But her watch told hor tho morning was rfno her foot told her sho was dead tired, and hor common sonso told her to go homo and sloop lndooru llko ordinary mortals. And whon hor husbnnd asked hor that night If sho had boon shopping sho said, "No Hunting" Whoroat ho mode somo sarcastic remarks about tho tlmo women wasto fooling around In tho shops. But sho was too tired to open up an argumont |
