Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1847-07-01

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take the bed. What shall dol
A look Of wonder succeeded, as her mother
held up the jacket completed
Edna took it. Not stitch was wanting, and
she absolutely shed tears OF Joy.
oh, mother how kind You are. did not
mean to sleep when laid down, but | was so
tired. Now I can go directly to the store, after
breakfast, and get my pay. Imean Mrs, Gle
mcnt shall not have that bed if | can help it,
With degree Of cheerlulness, except when
the cough caused her side to ache, she partook
of her simple breakfast, and gathering the old
faded cloak around her, prepared to carry her
work home.
She had never sewed 50 constantly before
The work was new to her. She had usually
sewed on flannel and cotton shirts.
But her mother was not as well able as for
merry, to help her, therefore she had undertaken
to make eight linen jackets, which were much
easier than shirts, with the understanding that
she should receive twenty-five cents apiece,
Timidly she entered the large clothing store,
of the firm of Barnard e. Co., in Ann street,
and bIushing at the hard, cold stare Of the
sorekeeper, and the sneering glance the sales
man, she advanced to the counter with her
bundle
what is thisr onqnired the latter with a
slight frown, and an Indifferent mir.
Some work, sir, took home last week. some
linen jackets, sir
IIumph, linen jockets, he replied careessly
lostIing the nicely ironed work out of the bundle
Ever make any belorcp
No sir, that is my first trial. said Edna
mcekIy.
'Ilumph, your first trial; well, how much did
you expect for them, hey?
4 was told | should have twenty-five cents
apiece, sir, land tried my best; | hope they will
give satisfaction
The man raised his eyebrows almost to a level
with the roots of his hair.
The one who told you that was greeny, my
dear We never give more than shilling for
the first trial
1T was yourself told me so, SIR replied the
indignant girl for she felt insuhed at his coarse
manner. You told me to be particular about
the button holes, and the pockets, and should
have twenty-five cents apiece
Mistaken girl, Mistaken, responded the
salesman in low, sharp tone Of voice; can't
give you but eight shIIings for The whole. That
or none, take your choice
The young creature restrained hcr tears
but her wounded feelings choked her utter.
ance
Eight shiIlings or nothing, repeated the
clerk, 'and another bundle at twenty five cents
apiece
What could she do? The pale face of hcl
mother came before her, the destitution of her
home, and the sharp voice of the hard landlady
lung in her ears
If you please SIR she replied in subducd
tone, 4 will make the others for shilling i
you will give me two dollars for these. | have
sick mother, and our rent becomes due to
There, there, that will do. The same ole
story, sick mother, dying father, or dead brats
house rent topay and SO forth; that won't &C
down any more; we've been gullcd long cnoug
by such stories. can't be bothered with yot
any longer, either take the money offer you
and tie work, or you get nothing and the maj
begun to whistle a tune and staring 6Xedy ii
the girls face, raped on the counter with hi.
knuckIes.
Edna's heart was almost BURSTING; but there
was no alternative. She could probably gel
work no where else, unless she spent a whole
day in search and she might be earning some
thing in that time, so she slowly picked the
money from the counter. with her pale shaking
fingers and taking the heavy bundle, was leay.
inc the shop. when the man called out
Here miss, those i1ckets must be done better
than these nut an extra row Of fine STITCHING
under the pocket wehs.'
The cough Of thai poor girl grated harshIy
on his ear, as she slowly stepped from the door
sill, but turning around with look indicative O
having made good bargain, he proceeded L
number each ocket two dollars and fifty cents
and placed them ON the stand.
After Edna left the shon with hear, hcay,
las lead. she walked slowly down Ann street apC