The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1889-06-06

sou In one moment: The girls tone was
fully = naughty and cold = madame own,
and there was not symptom Of cringing
N tho proud face Of 'sthat shop girl" -
Mrs.. Nonteith mentally designated her.
She was used to servility and fawning, and
Of being 6attered and told how exceedingly
well every thing became her, and, conse-
quently, was not pleased with this quiet ct
tendance.
"Dear me, what an awkward bow you
have tiod!" and Mrs. Monteith pctulaDtly
twitchcd the strings Of the bonnet spite
fully, . she took it on for the alteration.
Isabel Grant looked ct her half defiantly,
then took the bonnet in her hand, with .
strong effort ct repression, and biting her
lip until it bled to keep back the words
which longed to break out in . torrent and
overwhelm this aristocratic lady in her vio-
lence.
She had been In . stormy humor all day,
and from the frst customer In tine morning.
tho fat woman who tried on every hat on
tho rack, and departed with the purchase
Of . hat-pin, to this naughty Mrs. Monteith
at three in the afternoon, shs had been
raspod and tortured, until every nerve was
in culver.
BLESS us, Isabel Grant, you look like .
thunder-cl0ud - said lively Jennie Dewey,
as Isabel came back to the work-ro0m for .
needle.
.Get up your lightning rods, then, II you
are afraid OF Storm" replied Isabel,
briefly. She was in no humor for joking,
even with Jennie.
"Pm sure don't sec any need of using
Nine. Arnot's needle" SAID another; 'tyou
have pins and needles enough in your ex-
preston to supply the whole shop
For shame, girls; you can't help seeing
that Isabel Is tired and worn out with wait
Ing on those trying customers"
The voice was . soft, gentle one, and at
Ito sound the lively girls ceased their tan
talizing laughter and looked gently ut the
speaker; il was sweet Lottie Ford, the lame
girl, whose tender sympathies for others
was born Of intense suffering, and Isabel
having secured her needle, stopped and
kissed the white, blue-veined forehead Of
the girl as she turned to leave the room.
'You have always . soothing word, you lit
lie white dove, " she said, in . half-whisper,
and gentle expression came over her face
~ she made her way back to Mrs. Monteith.
1t was very fashionable establishment,
Nine. Arnot's, and its plate-glass show
windows were marvels Of tasteful beauty.
hung with airy laces and bright designs IN
indicate the character of the establishment
except one large rack in the center of the
room, hung with trimmed hats, and the row
on row Of band-boxes on the handsome
shelves where tho choicest specimens Of
pattern hats and Partisan styles were kept.
Elegant mirrors hung on all sides; easy
chairs and little sofas were scattered about
for the convenience of tho fashionable
ladies, whose labors in shopping weresup-
posed to be 90 exhaustive, but woe TO the
nnlucky shop-girl who should dare sit down
on these inviting rests, for Mime. Arnot
was strict discipinarian and INDUCED in
no inconvenient sympathy for her work
people. A mere shopgirl was not sup
posed to be tired, and il she was there were
plenty Of good, hard chairs in the work
room, provided she found any time to use
one.
Nine. Arnot had no idea of being q
harsh mistress; in fact she prided herself
exceedingly on her Christian virtues, and
considered herself particularly amiable
person; indeed among q certain class of her
customers she was spoken Of as tina,