The weekly Oskaloosa herald. [volume] (Oskaloosa, Iowa) 1855-1885, 1871-08-03
ONLY A DOLLAR.

Wharton, "really very nice, indeed.
And if you have any work you wish
to be done well and very cheaply, l
would advise you to employ her."
Mrs. Wharton was sitting before
the fire in her crimson silk morning
wrapper, with her glossy hair smooth
as satin, and her pretty hands load
ed with rich rings, lying in her lap.
She felt that she was doing a Chart
able deed in employing this poor sol
dier's widow, and still greater one
in recommending her to her friends.
1t is so easy to be good Christian
under such circumstances.
"Well | shall certainly send for
her." said Mrs Marvin; "what did
you tell me her name and address
were ?"
"Oh, she is called Mrs. Leggett,
and she lives in one of those horrld,
musty tenement houses, No.-,-
street, the back room, in the third
story"
Mrs Marvin entered the details in
her little pearl bound tablet, and
and took her leave internally con-
WINGED that Mrs. Wharton was a
"good Samaritan" of the very high.
est class.
Meanwhile the latter was gazing
lazily III the fire, wondering what
toilette would be the most aproprl-
ate for the morrow evenings soiree.
"There's my pea-green satin"
unused Mrs Wharton, checking Oft
the v3rious garments on the tips OF
her white fingers; "but Eve worn it
already. And there Is my Marie
Louise blue silk, if the skirt was onl y
gored little more. The lemon col
ored buckle is not becoming to me.
I'm sorry about 1t. And the white
grcnadine not worn at Mr.. Aamt's.
Ny wine colored silk with the ruby
set would look very well, if the Cd
ious Fanny Palmer hadn't got one
just like it. And purple velvet
don't light up very well at night.
Oh, dear! | really think L must
get something new. A rose colered
tissue, perhaps, or white India
muslin. My wardrobe is getting
dreadtully behind. Dear me, who's
that? How you started me, Mrs.
Leggett! !"
81 beg your pardon ma'am, l am
sure" said the slender. meek-lo0king
little seamstress, rustling gently for
ward in her garment of sh bby, we'll
worn black shut l knocked several
times and you did not ans err
'Then you should knock loud next
time" said the irritable fine lady;
"however now you are here you may
as we'll sit down. Good gracious |!
how wet you are-positively drip
ping"
Eyes, ma'am, it rains very hard,
and / have no umbrella"
"No umbrella! dear me how
shocking. Well did you bring home
those things.?"
eyes ma'am, here they are"
And the seamstress produced
neat package from beneath her
sh awl.
"I hope to goodness they are not
wet. No, they seem tolerably dry.
What is the bill?"
"Six dollars, ma am"
"Six dollars Isn't that high ?"
inquired Mrs. Wharton, discomfort
eddy.
81 worked eleven days, faithfully
on them, ma'am."
"WelI, / suppose | must pay what
yon ask" said Mrs. Wharton, open
ing her purse, and slowly examining
its compartments. "Dear me, have
only fve-doIlar bill | suppose you
could not change twenty? p
Mrs. Leggett smiled bitterly"
"No ma'am | could not"
"Well, then, we will call it five
dollars, won't we? A dollar isn't
much either way, and the five is all
I've got.
ga dollar is a great deal to me,
Mrs. Wharton"
The lady's smooth brow contract
ed. 81 have given you a great deal
of work, Mrs. Leggett."
81 know it, ma am and | am very
much obliged to you for all your
kindness"
"And I should be sorry to have
such trifing thing as dollar part
US now"
Mrs. Leggett was silent; she did
not know what to say.
"Call it five dollars" said Mrs.
Wharton, tossing the bill into the
. lap of the soldiers widow. ga dol.
lar doesn't signify, and then recon,
mended my friend, Mrs. Marvin, to
employ you this morning.
Thank you, ma'am,' said the poor
woman, family, as she took the mon
: ey, feeling inwardly that she had
been defrauded, and perfectly aware
that she had no means OF redress.
"Ma'am, if you please, said Mary
waitress, 'here is the newspaper boy
!, he says master told him you would
pay the bill this week"
elbow much is it, Nary"
"a dollar ma'am."
"How provoking. l havn't &
dollar in the house."
"He says he has orders not te
leave the house until 1t is paid
she is very impertinent,' said the
lady, coloring up, and for the frs
k time in her pet life feeling the wan
g of a dollar.
Mrs. Clarence Fitz Gerald was tn.
next person announced-a lady o.
the utmost style, whose acquaint
aDce Mrs. Wharton had just sue
ceeded in making.
'You stare at my being out in THU
s. storm, my dear, but I am raising ,
dollar subscription for poor must
clan who has just broken his arm
Of course may depend on YOU
y Mrs Wharton colored. Il will
send it around in the morning.
"That won't do said Mrs. Fit
Gerald, Struggling her shoulders 8
am determined to settle the business
to-day
:. Il am very sorry said our mort
n 6pd harnins thuf I hayo not a DIN oi.