Her Lovely Lettuce Dish

Her Lovely Lettuce Dish.

"I want," she said hesitatingly, as she poised her basked in front of her pretty chin with a thoughtful air, "to get some lettuce."

"Yes m," said the market man; "here's some; very nice it is too."

"Is it all that color?"

"Why-er-yes'm; all lettuce is green, you know."

"Oh, of course; but it's too bad. I got a lovely blue dish to put lettuce in, but I'm sure green would look horrible in it. I never thought about there not being any shades, you know."

And as she turned away the market man was almost sure he saw a tear of disappointment in her eye. --Washington Post.