Bozeman avant courier. [volume] (Bozeman, Mont.) 1872-1882, 1875-09-17

KNOW! never can forgive myself for it
Cad! we all thought 1t . bright. idea
Why you're broker-in trade, you know.
same as am, and Pell and Dennisen, and
and all the oldset. Oh, by the way, sister
Patty is to be married, and want to do
the presenting business in good style.
lou please step into Tiffanys and buy
something pretty and suitable
Mr.. Van Stupen, what do you mean?'
Biz, Of course Now you're offended
| beg pardon, Miss Van Rensselaer, ]
would not hurt your feelings for the world
You know would not. thought could
help you-'
Van"
That's right, Iso-BIiss Rensselaer,, cal
me Van If you like. am your friend
Let us spcak of this no more. l am
poor now. Our paths divide. l must earn
my living, and Patty would never forgive
NE. am'truly glad to hear of her mar
riagc. l -
Look you, Miss Van Rensselaer,, l want
some work done. III pay you ten per cent.
My terms are five, SIR
We'll, five it is. Here's the money!
Spend 1t all and take out your commits
siOn.'
With that he thrust roll of bills into
her hands and disappeared into Uuiver
lsity Place Car Just as she reached Broad
way. That night she slept peacefully for
he first time for weeks. She had earned
enough in one day to support her three.
| The following day she laid aside 81 from
her earnings, and received scyen more let
tiers. inclosing $40 in all. These orders
employed her nearly all day. and at night
she sent letter with each, detailing the
business transaction. The next day there
came but one letter and she was ,rifc
discouraged. Then came the Sabbath.
and on the Monday there were twenty let
tiers, including one that had evidently
wandered about Madison Square in search
Of her for sometime. 1t was from Patty
Johnson, late Van Stupen. She was
charmed with her brothers beautiful pres
WV, 0HN 81 Sfu " uIoI tude ASoIcH1 usttt
made the selection. Would it he too
much trouble to do just little shopping
only dozen gloves or sO!'
| There was no ms ncy irclosel. Perhaps
! nrs. Johnson Vas ,e syx~rn that MIC
Van Renss ,,ae' was in business. Without
he slightest hesitation she inclosed her
advertisement 10 Mrs Johnson, and ex-
planned her position. Mrs johnson nigh,
cut Ler dead; she probably would. She
might even talk to her brother, and per
haps say bitter aud disagreeable things.
Then she must.
The following day brought more letters,
and loud complaint from her landlady
concerning the trouble Of bringing up SO
large mail. Isolena at once turned all
her available assets into money. and made
one more bold push for her life. After
much search she found a small back-room
OH the third story Of store on Broadway,
il just below Union Square, and, having sup
piled it with second hand furniture, set
up for herself, alone in the city. Th.
and business office. A dollar day gave
her al this, and placed her within easy
reach of the best stores, both on Broadway
and Sixth Avenue. The removal gave
her chance to advertise again, and she
went into it with seemingly reckless en-
ergy. She believed in advertising, and
she meant to play bold hand in the
game.
Slowly, day by day, her business in
creased. 1t kept her upon her feet and in
the stores and streets nearly all day, but in
all her wanderings about the town she
never met Mr.. Van Stupen nor anyone
else who recognized her. Patty johnson
never answered her letter, and her family
seemed to have utterly fallen out Of her
life, Weeks passed, and the warm season
came. Then her business declined, and
she at once spent every dollar she could
spare IN new advertisements, and within
ten days her correspondence doubled IN
volume.
Late one warm afternoon she climbed
the dismal stairs to her room. and found
Mr. Van Stupen waiting at her door. She
could do no less than ask him in. lie
came into her little room. and then said,
slowly:
is this your home, IsolenaT
Yes, Mr.. Van Stupen; it is my home.
counting room and all. l do upmy pack
ages here, and write my letters. and live
generally. Don't you think it pleasant
room?'
.Well-yes; but hardly safe.'
sOh, indeed il is. The janitor and bis
wife live up stairs. and the strect-door ls
locked at seven. / am never out after
that. Besides, there are the police.
For all that people might come up and
annoy YOU. Your father and brothers haye
been 10 oking for you. They told me yes
,erday. when / returned FROM Saratoga,
and asked where you lived. ! had seen
your advertisement, but would not tell
'hem.'
That was kind, I'm sure
.You are bitter, Miss Van Ranssalaer.
Had you seen them you would have
thanked me for keeping them away
They are my my friends, cir
I know it. Pardon me if seem un'
kind. am not, Isolena. would gladly
serve you, gladly take you away from such
= life. gladly Offer
A knock &, the door interrupted him.
It was the postman. He counted out :
large bundle Of letters and said pleasantly:
Biz il a-looking up. mam'selie. Sixty-two
letters il . big haul
She bowed the man out, and then. Win
the bunch of letters still IN her hand, she
said slowly:
THANK you, Mr.. Van Ssupen. You arc
very kind. need NO help. ] have ctea'e1
a GOOD business. and hare more than .
hundred dollars In The savings bark. ana
- aooa . the fali trade opens shall 'ake
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