Barre evening telegram. (Barre, Vt.) 1898-19??, 1899-11-21

''Lines," said the head of the house
to a fayorite commercial traveller who
had just returned from an extended
tour, do you know anything of the
south?"
"A little," was the reply.
GLOW far south have you been?"
"Richmond."
"Ah!" exclaimed the head of the
house; long getting there?"
"Pretty near three years"
"First time that | ever heard that
you were in the late unpleasantness,"
returned his employer; never heard
about your adventures in that line"
'Wcll," interrupted the salesman,
''you see | am the only man engaged in
the civil war who is not writing for
the magazines"
''ln many battles?" asked the man.
aging partner.
"Yes."
"Wounded?"
"Twce-once in the leg and the other
time In the heart"
''Recovcred from the effects of both
wounds?'
''Recovered from the shot in the leg;
the wound in the heart is still open"
"Um!" was the finale Of this running
conversation.
The salesman nodded. and then the
converse became "strictly business"
Thcdcsire of the firm was concisely this,
to renew a southern trade previously
held Ivy the house, which had been inter-
ruptcd by the civil war and never re-
gained regaincd because the
house had never made an effort to re-
sumo business relations with that sec
ton.
"Waltcr," said the senior partner, be-
coming familiar, eve must win all that
trade back again. | not only want the
city houses, but those remote planta-
ton stores at the crossroads, which car
ry such big stocks Of our very lines.
And as for the salary and commission,
tie house will guarantee that your
trial trip in the new section shall be no
loss to YOU
When the day for the salesman's Gle.
I''Ll 'i 4 iOI - : il'i 'hiliS tliN III tto VI
the house at parting said:
well, you are advancing on Rich
mond this time under somewhat diff
fercnt circumstances"
Not so very different" interrupted
the salesman, with quiet chuckle. 81
was drummer then, and I'm drum
mer now"
Just at dusk one night he drove up to
the store on the Clayton plantation,
md walking into the establishment an
nounccd himself and his business by
presenting his card, as he said:
Il want supper, feed and keep for my
horse, lodging for myself, and will talk
business later"
A young man behind the counter re-
piled:
"Ihat'N be all right, Mr.. Lines. The
proprietor will be here in a moment"
Then he ordered a lounging darby to
take the horse round to the barn"
The drummer was just going to ask
the condition of trade when a woman
entered.
"Miss Clayton, the proprietor" said
the clerk, introducing the newcomer.
The greeting of the two was SC
hearty that the clerk almost fell over
the counter.
"Why, Waltcr!"
"Why, Gladys!"
That clerk was Il jewel-he knew his
business. He hurried out of the store
to feed the drummer's horse.
In inclosing an order for a large bill
of goods on the ensuing day the drum.
ncr, in a communication to the head o.
the house, wrote:
II have entirely recovered from that
wound of the heart. In Miss Gladys Cay.
ton | have found an old acquantance--d
new woman of the new south whom
shall have no trouble in bringing irto the
union. At present her mother is rather
hopeless case, but am quite sure that she
too, will become thoroughly recon Instructed
in due season"
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