Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1875-09-02

These orders employed her nearly all day
and at night she sent letter with each
detailing the business transaction. Tn
next day there came but one letter, an,
was trihe discouraged. Then came tn
Sabbath; and on the Monday there wer
twenty letters, including one that had evi
IDENTIFY wandered about Madison Square II
search OF her for some time. 1t was iron
Patty johnson, late Van Stupen. She wa
charmed with her brothers beautiful pres
ent. and SO glad to hear that Isolena ha,
made the selection. "Would it be to,
much trouble to do just little shopping
only dozen gloves or so:''
There was no money enclosed. Perhap
Mrs. johnson was not aware that Mis-
van Ransselar was in business. Withou
the slightest hesitation she inclosed her ad
vertisement TO Mrs. johnson, and explain
ed the position. Mrs. johnson m light Gu
her dead; she probably would She might
even talk TO her broker, and perhaps say
bitter aud disagreeable things. Then she
| must.
The following day brought more letters
and loud complaint from her laudlsdy
corncerning the trouble of bringing up SC
large a mail. Isolena at once turned turned
all her available assets into money. anc
made one more bold push for her lfc AT.
er much search she found a small back.
room on tie third story of q store on
Broadway just below Union Square, and
having supplied it with secondhand furni.
ture. set up for herself, alone In the city
The room was at once chamber, parlor,
kitchen and business office. A dollar n
day gave her all this. and places her with.
In easy reach of the best stores both on
Broadway and Sixth Avenue. The removal
gave her a chance 10 advertise, aud she
meant to play a bold hand In the game.
Slowly, day by day, her business In
creased. II kept her upon her feet and In
the stores and streets nearly all day, but
in all her wauderiugs about the town she
never met Mr.. Van StuPen nor any else
who recognized her. Patty johnson ney-
er 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 the correspondence doubled In
volume.
Late one warm afternoon she climbed
the dismal stairs 10 her room, and found
Mr.. Van Stupen waiting at tie door. She
could do no less than ask him iu. He came
into her little room. and then said, slowly ::
is this your home, Isolena?"
Yes, Mr.. Van Stupen; II Is my home,
counting-room and all do up my pack
ages here, and write my letters. and live
generally. Don't you think 1t a pleasant
ROOM"
"wcll-yes; but hardly safe
on indeed it Is. The janitor and his
wife live up stairs, and the street door IL
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 brother have
been looking for you. They told me yes
terday, when | returned from Sarato-
ga, and asked where you lived. had seen
your advertisement, but | would not tell
them"
That was kind, I'm sure"
''l on are bitter. Miss Van Rensselaer,.
Had you seen them you would haye
thanked me for keeping them away"
They are my friends, sir
k.kR3y .te .Partiop ussaIi6.i saa@ pnslrd
you. gladly take you away from such a
lite. gladly offer"
a knock at the door interrupted him. Ii
was the postman. He counted out large
bundle OF letters, and said, pleasantly.
"Bilps looking up, mam'selle. Sixty-two
letters is a big haul
She bowed the man out. and then. with
the bunch of letters still In her hand, she
said. slowly.
II thank YOU, Mr.. Van Stupen. You are
very kind. need no help. have created
good business. aud l have more than a
hundred dollars In the savings bank, and
as soon as the fall trade opens | shall take
more comfortable quarters. am doing
well, and want for nothing save
She paused The door slowly opened
-. 4
crept In unbidden. Ii started them both
with drunken laugh.
"Say-'Selena, gimme ten? won't YOU:
I've had hard lines-I have"
What do you mean sir, by this inso-
lence!' cried Mr.. Van Stupen. Take
yourself or"
Mr.. Van Stupen," cried the sister, in
terposing between the men, "he Is my
brother Edward, there, is the money; now
please go way. Come again another day"
Yes. demme me iy don't. Ten dollars
here's wealth for you
Stumbling down stairs, he crept away
and the two were LEFT alone.
THAT was not wise. Miss Van Ranssler.
He will trouble you again"
HE is my brother. SIR" she said with
dignity. We will not speak OF him
more"
Mr.. Van Stupen was in II measure de-
feaied, he had not accomplished his mis-
sion, aud after few commonplaces he
withdrew, and without an inviistion to re-
new his call.
Now was her life clear before her. She
must give her whole heart to her busi-
ness. There was naught else to feed on,
and it must take that or starve. The one
friend she had retained had proved un-
friendly How had he dared TO come 10
her since his engagement to Amy Ramsey?
She had seen the engagement in some gos-
sips letter in newspaper many week
before.
By the next morning she had two adver
tisements in the Herald, one for better
room, aud one for a female bOok-keeper.
AT night she glanced over the papers 10
see il her advertisements had received at
tention. Her eye fell on the marriages:
"RAMssr-CoURTLAND- Ramsey. daugh-
ter of Theodore Ramsey Of this city. TO Allan
CORTLAND, OF Stamford, Connecticut,' etc
The paper slid from her hand, and for an
hour or more she dreamed of the happy
might have been. How she had misjudged
him! And he was gone!
Three hundred and thirty-one girls and
women presented themselves at her room
during the next four days. Ten per cent.
OF them knew their business fairly well,
ninety per cent. of them Were totally ig-
norant of the whole subject. After much
discussion girl who had frst-class
talent for doing exactly as she was told,
was selected, and in a new room on West
Fourteenth street the two set up a larger
and more convenient establishment. The
girl kept the books. and the mistress shop.
ped for a profession. The weeks grew TO
months, and the winter came. Mademois-
ellie Isolena constantly spread her adver-
tisement before the rural public, and the
fame of her bargains filled the feminine
mind with admiration. She slowly and
surely prOspered, aud tried to think herself
py-and failed.
In all this neither father nor sister mol
brothers ever visited her. She worked fol
| living. They could never forgive that
Madison Square concluded she must have
died, and nobody contradictsd the rum0r
| MademOiselle IsOlena was often useful t.
Madison Square, but none knew her, nont
recognized her. She had changed some
what, grown more placid and quiet, an(
her face had put on a womanly beauty th'
Isolena Of Madison Square had neve
known.
| Suddenly the clerk gave notice that sh,