The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1875-03-04

she cried out, "moDey Ehat will earn
myself, and thas be independent /"
Half an hour afterwards Mrs. Gates
came down stairs, 20 the infinite ama8e-
ment of Rachel, the ohambersaaid, and
Louisa, the parlOr- maid, in a brown
! gingharn dress, white pique sun bon
net, and basket on her arm.
Won't you have the carriage,
ma'am?" asked the latter, as Mrs.
Gates beekoned to a passing omnibus.
No, 1 won't!' said che bankers
lady.
When within the city Traits she
alighteG and set to work Ga good earn
est.
Strawberries who'll buy my Wild
strawberries p rang cut her clear,
shrill voice, "a she walked along
! lightly balancing the weight on her
arm, and enjoying the ihpIomptu
masquerade as only a spirited young
woman can do.
Mrs. Prowler bought four quarts for
preserving, at twenty-five cents per
quart.
"Wild berries has such a flavor, 4"
said the old lsdy, rehectively, " and
tain't often you get 'etn In the city. ]
s'pose you don't come round reg'lar.
young woman ?"
No, don't, ma'am."
Because you might get some good
customers" said Mrs. Prowler.
Miss Senjntbis Hall, who keeps
| boarderR, purchased two quarts; Mrs.
Capt. Carhury took one, and then
Millicent jumped on the cars and rode
verify down town.
eve got a dollar and seventy-fve
cents of my own, 1T all events" she
said to hersof.
Strawberries Nice, lire, wild
| Strawberries Buy my strawberries p
Her sweet voice resounded through
the halls of the great marble building,
on whose first heor the great bank was
situated.
It ohanced to be a dull interval OF
business just then, and the cashier
| looked up with yawn.
60 / say, Bill James," said he, TO the
youngest clerk, "I have an idea that a
few Strawberries wouldn't go badly.
Gall in the woman"
Billy, nothing 10th, slipped off his
stool with a pen behind each ear, and
scampered off into the hall.
So Milly sold another quart.
AS she was giving change for the
cashiers dollar bill. the president him
self came in, bustling nnd brisk SIS
usual.
"EhP whatP How ?" barked out
! Mr.. Radcliffe Gates Strawberries
! Well, I don't care if I take a few my.
self. Here, young woman, how do } on
sell them P''
Milly pushed back her sun-bonnet,
and executed a sweeping courtesy.
twenty-five cents a quart, sir, il
you please" purred she, with much
humility.
Mrs. Gates |" he calculated.
"My name, sir" Millicent.
May venture to inquire"
80, yes" said Mily. "You may
inquire az much as you please.
needed little money, and am earning
it. See how much I have already 7
and she triumphantly displayed hel
roll of crumpled stamps. "The straw
berries were ell my own, sent to me
this morning by old Mrs. Peabody. anC
Pm selling them to get an income o
my own"
"You, ma'am, selling strawberrie
through the streets !"
Milly made a second courtesy.
Extreme necessities Justify extremt
measures, Mr.. Gates" said she, saucily
"I earned my own living before I sav
you. and can again"
Mr.. Radcliffe Gates looked uneasil,
around at the crowd of gaping clerks.
james" said he, "call me a hack
My dear, let me take you home"
'' Not until have sold the rest o
my strawberries, saucily retorted tn
young wife.
"I'n tyke all-at any price % impa
tientlv exclaimed the banker.
4" "Cash DOWN."
" Yes; anything, everything -onl
come ont of this crowd"
So Mr.. aud Mrs. Gates went home
J aud that evening the banker agreed t
} make his wife a regular allowance G
, SO much per week, to be paid dow
every Monday morning at the break
fast table.
Z" But well have no more sellin
Strawberries" said Mr.. Gates, mel
vously.
, ''Io be sure not, said Milly. CA
J wanted was a little money of m
: own"
} And Mr. Radcliffe Gates respecte
his wife all the more because she ha
conquered him in a fair battle.