Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1882-03-09
LOSING HER SITUATION.

LOSING HER SITUATION.
s'Now, girls, this won't dol" said
Madame Molini, pouncing in upon the
six pale sewing girls, like wolf into a
Of lambs. mo, it will never dc
in the worldl l don't pay you all ex
orbitant wages to SIT and fold youl
hands like fine ladies. Miss Sedge.
wick, We are waiting for that lavender
silk polonaise. Lucy Lisle, why dc
you not go on with those button-holes
Miss Foxe, you will be SO good as tc
change your seat from the window tc
the middle Of the room at oncet"
'sBut, Madame, can't see there to
lay on these fine bias foIdsl" pleaded
Miss Foxe.
"You mean you can't see the carts
and carriages in the street, and the
type-setters at the windows opposite ! y
retorted Madame Molini, whose true
nomenclature was "Mullens," and who
had been milliner's apprentice in the
goodly city Of Cork, before she set up
on Sixth avenue as French Modiste.
Lucy Lisle caught up her work.
81 stopped just minute, madame,
with that bad pain in my side, " she said,
beginning to stitch away with eager
haste.
eff you're sick" said Madame. severe.
ly, '.you had better go home and send
for the doctor. While you are here
your time is mine, bought and paid
for I"
While Miss Sedgewick, in self-de-
Tense, urged that she had not enough
silk gimp to trim the polonaise and was
waiting for more.
''Not enough" shrilly repeated ma
dame-"not enough I measured that
trimming myself, and I know that there
is enough. You may just rip it off
again, and sew it on higher up, and more
economically; and shall deduct this
mornings lost time from your wages
What's that, Flora Fay-the mode-col-
ored silk dress? Finished? /? And where
are the two and half yards which were
leftY
81 folded them up with ths7dress,
madame" said Flora Fay, an innocent,
blue-eyed young girl, recently from the
country, who stood, in an unconsciously
graceful attitude, before the fat and
forid dressmaker.
'Then you were a goose for your
palms," shortly retorted Madame Mol
ini, as she unfastened the parcel, alb
sEracted the piece of glistening, uncut
silk, and whisked it away upon shelf.
Two yards and half isn't much, but
II is better than nothing"
Flora Fay opened the innocent blue
eyes wide.
"What is she going to do with it ~
she asked Miss Foxe, in whisper, as
madame rustled off to scold the errand.
boy for putting too much coal on the
grate-fire.
Don't you know, little silly 2" whis-
pered Miss Foxe, laughing. "It's what
she cabbages r.
''OabbagesT repeated Flora, in
amazement. 81 don't understand you" !"
s'You will, when you see the mode
silk made up into a sleeveless basque
for madame" said the other, sstrimmed
with the gimp that was LEFT from Mrs.
Aubrey's dinner-dress, and the pearl
fringe from Mrs. Ossetfs white s'dam-
asse ball costume"
"But you don't mean, said breathless
Flora, ssthat madame takes the silk that
is left from the customers dresses? ?"
"Goosie r cried Miss Fox, ssdon't talk
nonsense any longer. It's what every
fashionable dressmaker does, and"
There's the reception-room bell, /"
shriIly called madame. ssNIiss Fay,
answer ii at oncep
Harry Drake was standing in the
pretty room, all glistening with satin
drapery, gilded moldings and huge
mirrors, when Flora came in-Harry
Drake, the young sea-captain. who lived
at the same quiet, inexpensive house
where Flora was allowed hall bed-room
at q reasonable rate, on account Of Mrs.
Dodds having once boarded summer
at the old Fay farmhouse up among the
Berkshire hills, and still retaining a
kind recollection Of Mrs. Fay's kindness
during an illness which overlook her
there.
ooh, Miss Fay, is it you r said Harry.
do you work here? Upon my word,
you seem to be in very comfortable
quarters"
"But I don't stay here all the while, +"
said Flora, noting how his gil wan.
dered from gliding to fresco, Axminste,
eavpet to bronzed chandelier. II sew
in little dark room, whore there Is 4
sliding smell Of GOAL gas. and no oarpeI