Orangeburg times. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1872-1875, 1875-03-04
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thing-for T must have money of my
own, and I wa AIRS 's=s's'a:aa
Just then a. seryaiit knocked yat the
door'with Q basket and q note.
can old lady in a. Shaker b6naep and
a one horse wagon left it, said the girl,
with scarcely dis gdiaedo otittefsod She
her." rs y = q iiSLS1
Mrs. Gates opeped the note. It ran
in stiff, old. fashioned caligTaphy, iaS If
the pen were an; 'unwonted implement
in the writer's hand: 81 ID
'DEAn MILLY-The Strawberries in the south
medder lot arc JUST Hpo, whore You used ftol
pick 'em where YOU Iiero a little eirf; go Pohe-
en the ss" to yoa for e ie @ mes sna
Araminia is going to the city, tomorrow. We
hope you will like theml AIectionately, your
friend. MARIA ANN. PEABODY"
The tears sparlsled in the brides eyes.
For an instant it seemed to her as If
she were n merry child again picking
strawberries in the golden rain u
July sunshine, with the scent of Wild
roses in the mir and the gurgle OF the
little trout stream close by. 2 And ais
sho lifted the lid Of tho great sbnsket of
crimson, luscious fruit and inhaled the
delicious perfume, u sudden idea started
into her head. l. L HIS&lk..i.
Now L will have money Of my own!"
sho crled out, "money that will earn
myself, and thus be INDEPENDENT"
Half an hour afterwards Mrs Gates
came down stairs, to the Infinite amaze,
ment of Rachel; they cmmberlnaidy and
Louisa, the parlor-maid, in brown
gingham dress. white piIuo sun.bon-
net, and basket OH, her arms s1,,l- !, ~.
= Wont you have the carriage
ma'am? p asked tho latter, as Mrs.
Gates bcckoned to- passing omnibus.
"No, I won't!"! said EheH bankers
lady.
When within the city limits she
alighted and set to work sa gaoa earn m
Strawberries who'll buy my wild
stra berries p rang out her clear,
shrill voice, rs she walked along
lightly balancing the weight on her
arm, and enjoying the impromptu
masquerade, as only spirited young
woman can do.
Mrs. Prowler bought four quarts for
preserving, Mt twenty-five cents per
quart.
"Wild berries has such flavor"
said the old lady, rehectiveIy, "and
tain't often you get 'em in the city. I
s'pose you don't come round reg'Iar.
young woman ?" ~F @ r.
No, don't, ma a'am."
Because you might get some good
customers" said Mrs. ProWler.
Miss Seninthia Hall, who keeps
boardere, pu1chased two quarts; Airs.
Capt. Cerhury took one, and then
Mhlicent jumped on tho cars and rode
verify down town.
Give got dollar and seventy-five
cents of my own, ut all events" she
said to h elf.
"S.ra berries Nice, ripe, wild
strawberries ! Buy my strawberries !"
Her sweet voice resounded through
the halls Of the great marble building,
on whoss first floor. tho great bank was
situated.
1t CHANGED to be dull interval of
business just tnen, and the cashier
looked mp with yawn.
say, Bill James," said he, to the
youngest clerk, 81 have an idea that a
few Strawberries wouldn't go badly.
Call in the woman"
Billy, nothing 10th, slipped OF 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 i'll, bus.ling and brisk as
usual.
"Eh? What? How?" barked out
Mr.. Radcliffe Gates. Strawberries I?
Well, I don't care if take few my
self. Here, young woman, how do OIL
Milly pushed back her un.bonuet,
and executed a sweeping courtesy.
twenty-five cents quart, sir, if
you please" purred she, with much
humility.
Mrs. Gates !" he calculated.
"My name, sir" Millicent.
"May venture to inquire"
go, yos!" said Niily. "You may
inquire as much as you please. 1
needed n little money, and am earning
it. See how much l have already u
and she triumphantly displayed her
roll of crumpled stamps. 1.-THE straw
berries were all my own. sent to me
this morning by old Mrs. Peabody, and
I'm selling Them to get mn income of
my own"
You, ma'am, selling strawberries
through the strests %
Milly made Il second courtesy.
Extreme neceasitieg Justify extreme
meas ures, Mr.. Gates. said she. saucily.
earned ray own living before l saw
you, and can again"
Mr.. Radcliffe Gates looked uneasily
around at the crowd of gaping clerks.
James" said he, "call me hack.
My dear, let mo take YOU home"