Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1870-07-16

Vernon paid her for them, and requested
her call the next day.
Nancy" said the heiress, after her
protege had departed, I shall wish to
borrow your old clothes again"
Certainly, Mss" said Nancy" if il
is not ashamed ye are to appear in such
rags" '. -. .....-..e
"No one will know mo, Nancy"
"Sure, Miss, you can take them when
ever you like"
al don't think I shall need them again,
Nsocy, but l thank you all the samo."r
Not long afterwards Miss Vernon, in
her shabby disguise, entered the establish
ment of William Winsor, with the bundle
of shirts Under her arm. "i
She went up to the counter and laid
ttsem down. .. r
"Wha:: have you got there ?" demanded
a pert young clerk. ........ ...
"Scme work, sir" said Miss Vernon,
humbly.
"Well, why don't you open the bun
dle?" said the young man, picking his
teeth with his knife.
Miss Vernon did so. 40
The young man deigned to tumble over
the shirts glancing at them carelessly.
Shocking! shocking"
"What's the matter, sir ?"
"They're wretchedly scwed. That's
what is the matter. How do you expect
we are going to sell such shirts as thesc?"
81 am sure I thought they were we'll
DONE" said Miss Vernon.
"You thought, did your" repeated the
clerk, nocking her. swell I think diff.
ferently, and that's all about it. We
shant pay you for these shirts. They will
have to be sold at loss.' .....
But what shall I do ?" asked Miss
Vernon, in seeming distress.
" That's your business, not mine. We
will try you once more, and give you anoth-
er half dozen shirts. If they are done
better, you will be paid for them"
"These are we'll done," said Miss Yer
non, snatching the bundle from the coun-
ter, "and l will show them 10 your en-
ployer."
TO the indignation of the clerk, who
was not used to such independence in poor
women who worked for the establishment,
Miss Vernon took the shirts to another
part of the counter where she saw William
Winsor himself -es - .....
"Mr. Winsor, your clerk will not pay
me for thesaNAirts. He says they are not
we'll done '1ssA
Mr.. Wins6ss took one and pretended to
examine it.
"No, it. is poorly done. We can't pay
you for these, but you may have another
bundle, and if they are satisfactory, you
will be paid"
"Didn't tell you so ?" said the clerk,
triumphantly. "Now, young woman, how
much did you make by that operation.
"More than you think, perhaps" said
Miss Vernon.
"Do you want any more work."
"No, l don't wish any" ~
ooh! you are on your high horse, are
you? Well you may be glad to get some
work some day when you cant have it."
That evening was the one which William
Wiusor usually spent with his betrothed.
When he was introduced, he went forward
warmly, as usual, to greet Miss Vernon.
She drew back coolly, and did not offer
her hand to grasp his. .. ..
"What is the matter, Margaret" he
said, surprised and startled. "What have
done to entitle me to such reception"
"My hand has taken yours for the last
time, Mr.. Winsor," said Margaret.
"Good Heavens! What is the mean
ing of all this! Margaret, explain your
self, I cannot understand it ?"
III cannot take the hand of one who
grows rich by defrauding poor women out
Of their scanty earnings"
"Who says this of me? Some one has
been slandering me. Confront me with
my accuser. There is some mistake
here"
"I will do as you desire. Wait FIVE
minutes" .a
Miss Vernon left the room and soon en-.
tered in her disguise.
The young man strobe up to her angri-
"Are you the one who has slandercd
| me to Miss Vernon ?" he demanded.
at told her the truth .......-...
The young man reflected. Violent con-
tradiction, he saw, would not avail him.
He would try another course,
"Hark you, young womau," he said in
low voice, "there was mistake, and l
will make it up to you richly. l will give
| you ten dollars on the spot, and all the
work you want at double rates, if you will
tell Miss Vernon it was all mistake"
"Too late, Mr.. Winsor," said the veiled
figure, throwing up her veil and showing
the contemptuous face Of Margaret Yer
non. "Your hribe is offered in vain.
Good evening, sir"
Confused aud astonished, William Win
sor found his way to the door, and has
never venturcd to enter the house Of the
heiress since. He was paid for his mean
ness in his own coin.
Bob. Butler, q nephew Of Hon. B. F.,
has lately been caught stealing spoons
| Klepto spoono.mania seems to run in the