Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1876-01-12

have them sold at Mapleton before
you've got the pork and cabbage
boiled for dinner"
"But where will you got" asked
Kitty.
30, / know lots of places. l
went once TO town with Obadiah
Fairweather, when he sold a lot Of
cheeses. I've pretty good idea Of
the locality of the commission
stores, l can tell you"
"After all, Addy," hesitated my
conservative little sister, ait isn't q
woman's work.
"why isn't it, I should like to
know, as long IS 3 woman can do
it'll At all events, . woman must
pay her debts. so if you'll hurry
up the tea Ill be off to the barn."
"And what shall we tell papa =
"Oh, he'll think I've gone to
singing school with the Dyson girls,
and l don't think it's a christian
duty to deceive him." answered |.
But Notwithstanding the brave
face l put upon my affairs, my heart
quivered the next day. as l drove
off toward Mapleton with the scar
let stain Of sunrise dyeing all the
east, and my own cheeks flushed
with the keen morning air.
But it wasn't so bad after all.
With pardonable egotism, l sup
posed that everybody would be
staring at me but, on the contra
~, young woman selling apples
might be the commonist sight in
the world, so little comment and
surprise did it apparently excite.
Mr.. Holloway, of the firm of Hol-
loway Brothers, produce and COM
mission merchants, didn't want ap-
pies, ! speedily learned.
"Just bought a ship-load from
Albany" said he, as carelessly as il
ship-loads of apples were as COM
mon a purchase as ten cents worth
of tape. And drove on, begin
ming TO feel enthusiastically small.
Mr.. Lovejoy could give re a
dollar a barrel. Apples wasn't
worth any more at this season OF
the years And ! whipped old
Dobbin M, determined to carry
them home again sooner than
sell at that pr ce.
At the next pl ce where l stop
ped, pleasant looking, middle-aged
man came out, and critically exam
ined my apples.
"Do they hold out like this all
the way down I" h asked.
"I'll warrnat them" said /, care
lessly.
How much :" he asked.
1.-Two dollars an aha barrel
He reflected.
ats a good price," said he, as if
he were ia king to his own vest
buttons Il; shut they look like good
apples. and we've toler by large
Western orders to FL. I'll see what
my partner thinks"
He went back into the depths Of
bis store, and / happened to glance
up, saw the words painted in black
letters over the door, "Hull q
Avery
My first impulse was to drive on,
md leave the chance Of a bargain
behind me my next, o sit still
md await my fate as Providence
ieslt II ont 70 me. And presently
out came Viii Avery himself.
i thiuk wei take yo r load, III
Why" break ting short Of. ats
Addy Walters
/ colored scarlet.
YES" said /, as eonposedly as
possible ~GOod morning. Mr..
Avery. / shall be Obliged if YOU
viii examine the fruit as speedily /
Is possible, as We are in q hurry"
"Oh, certainly
He looked as if q nipping frost
rad chilled his enthusia- m in the
oud, and l secretly exulted within
myself.
Mr.. Hull bought the load of ap-
oles, and said IL / had any more at
he same price-snd Of the same
quality. he cautiously added-he
Eould be happy to take them
Viii Avery touched his bat, and /
Rove away as loftily as Queen
in her chariot Of old.
"Just thirty-five dollars count
ng in the melodeon money cried
Kitty, gleefully. "And now Mr..
very may come as soon as he