The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1900-09-06
Written for The Prison Mirror

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Written for The Prison Mirror
Murphy was new clerk. 1t was his
first experience in department store.
He had commenced life on a farm, but
concluding he was built for something
besides farmer he secured position
in the village store, where he remained
until he decided they needed him in
the nearby city of B. So we find
him new clerk in Buyam and Sell
um's big department store. He was
so used to weighing out sugar, wrap
ping up canned goods, etc., that some
of the intricate details of selling dry
goods were as yet like Greek to him.
But Murphy was bright. He had a
snappy way of doing things that COM
mended him to the firm, and he was
always on deck and never idle. But
Murphy got into trouble one day and
this is how it all happened:
Mrs. Harrison was good customer,
in fact one of those star patrons that a
store like to feel it has particular
"cinch" on. She was large, pompous
looking woman who put on a great
many airs, just because her better half
had made lot of money, also because
she knew Buyam and Sellum consid-
cred her particularly good customer.
The bowling and scrapings of Smith
the floor walker, when she came into
the store, spoiled her, for she was get
ting into the habit of making herself
in reality nuisance about the place
on account of her imperious manners.
Well Murphy was at the hosiery coun-
ter busy putting things straight, one
day, when Mrs. Harrison came up.
II want dozen pair of half-hose for
my husband" she said, "and 1 want
the best you have in the store"
"Certainly, madam" said Murphy,
@'here's very fine article in Isle
thread, with silk embroidery up and
down the sides, that are one dollar a
pair"
Mrs. Harrison hummed to herself, "I
wonder how George would like silk
embroidery. really think he ought to
wear silk socks. Are not these the
proper thing for a gentleman?" she
asked
"Why certainly, madam" said Muir
ply, "they are the latest thing out, we
only received them the other day, l am
sure you can find nothing newer"
That settled it, she did not hesitate
over the price, but said you may send
them to me.
"What name, MADAME"
"Oh! you must be new clerk here.
I am Mrs. Harrison, Delaware Ave."
"Very well, they shall be sent"
Now Murphy made out his ticket
Mrs. Garrison, and the package went
up to the desk A few minutes later a
boy came down to him saying:
"Who's this Mrs. Garrison that you
have charge ticket made out for ?
We don't know any Mrs. Garrison"
"Well that's the name," said Murphy.
They looked up the name in the
directory, sure enough there was Mrs.
Garrison on Delaware Ave. but she had
no account at the store, so the package
was marked G.. o. D. and sent up to
Mrs. Garrison, and came back of
course, the driver reporting, "Mrs. Gar
rison did not buy these goods, says she
don't know what they are and don't
want them"
The ioorwalker investigated and
found they were for Mrs. Harrison, and
gave Murphy rather sharp lot of ad.
vice about getting his names right
hereafter.
Well the package went out to Mrs
Harrison, but somehow they neglected
to remove the C. o. D. ticket, and C. O.
D. on a parcel in that store meant