Birmingham age-herald., 1895-02-03
HER REVENGE.
The Way in Which She Received One
 Book Agent.

The Way in Which She Received One
 Book Agent.
 A man witha prospectus under his arm and indignation under his waist coat rang the door bell violently. I'll get in there if they open the door wide enough to admit knife blade, he said to himself, as he recalled his experience at the last place, where n door had been slammed in his face.
 Not receiving a response quick ly enough, he seized the bell crank and gave it six revolutions without pause. A. middlc-agcd woman, with sharp features, threw open the door with swing that laid it flat against the wall.
 ''Comc in," she exclaimed to the man, who had already got his foot on the doorsill. "Come right in. I'm always glad to sec book agents. Here, this way" and she ushcrcd him into tho parlor with a sweeping courtesy "Takea scat. Have this rocker Let me take your hat. There, are you com fortablc?"
 "A soft snap" thought the merry ringer of door bells, when he had time to recover from the bewilderment of his cordial reception. II must resem- ble long-lost son."
 "Got bools?" asked the woman
 "Yes, maam," he replied, in his blandest tones. "This work, sold only by subscription-"
 Couldn't go down town and buy it?" she asked, shortly.
 No; that would be utterly impossi- ble. This work, sold only by sub scription, is a vivid and exhaustive"
 Let me see it." she demanded lift ing the opened prospectus from his hand as he was preparing to go on with his practiced recital.
 '' The People in Darkness is it? Bound in morocco, calf or sealskin, just as you prefer. Paid in installments so that you won't feel the expense? Only"
 ''As was going to say, madam"
 Don't madam me. Miss if you please"
 Beg pardon. Madam,-er-or miss as was saying. This-that work"
 "Who wrote it?" she interrogated, pausing before the preface with the at titude of an examiner.
 "Why-this-"
 I'm asking you who wrote it" and there was menace in her tone.
 'sThis-er-this is-by Rev. D., of V-."
 Right. Where is the Gangcs?" she asked, turning over the leaves.
 Pardon me, but you"
 Do I? Do you mean to say that you can't tell where the Ganges is2 And you expect me to buy your vivid and exhaustive work. Do the people throw their children to the crocodiles or alli- gatorsp Whats the difference between a crocodile and an alligator, anyway? What"
 'If you would only listen"
 If Pm going to buy your stuff, I'm she snapped. "How many heathens are there9 How many"
 Excuse me, but"
 ''Such ignorance does not admit of excuse. How do the heathen live? What do they do when it rains? Where is Japan?. Bound China on the west. Where"
 But the book agent had risen. He backed into the hall and seized his hat, but she followed him, turning the leaves of the book and firing volley of questions about every chapter.
 Expect me to buy your book without explanations, do you? don't want 1t, or you, either. It's a vivid and exhaus- tive work, you say. sold only by ="
 The discomfted man limped out the door, and as it was closed behind him he heard, in a vague way, this parting shot: "I reckon you'll know the next time how to ring peoples door-bells de- gently. ly."-Indianapolis News.