Mrs. Calvert bought a belt and a pair of gloves, and met such courteous attention and carefulness among the shop-girls as to be very much impressed. She said to Dorothy:
“Dear, I never before found shopping so pleasant. I wish I could always get everything I wished at Chicago, and especially here in this store, for it is directed wonderfully well.”
“I would like to send some souvenir postcards,” broke in Alfy. “Do you suppose I can get them here?”
“Yes, indeed,” answered Dorothy. “I saw them, a large counter full of all kinds of views in and around the city; they were near the door which we entered.”
“You can write them right here, and send them off from the store,” added Aunt Betty.
“Come along then,” directed Ruth. “All this way who want post cards.”
They made their way to the counter where the cards were displayed and immediately were engaged in selecting views of the things and places they had seen in the city.
“Here is a very pretty card,” said Ruth. “It has the La Rabida on it. You remember the convent we saw in Jackson Park yesterday, where they had all of those Columbus relics?”
“Yes, and did you see this one?” asked Dorothy, holding up a card to view. “It’s the little Japanese Garden on the Wooded Island in the same park.”
“Look!” exclaimed Alfy, showing them all another card, “here is one of the Art Institute!”