The Montgomery advertiser., 1905-04-16
Our Daily Sport Story

Rennsaliaer. as she rose and swept down the aisle.
 But that wasn't our bet" whispered Mrs. Coleman, as they made their way to the door
 You little dummy" laughed Mrs Van Rennsallaer. I've as good as won it."
 A twenty minute ride brought them to the Van Rennsallaer mansion and they were soon cozlly ensconced in Mrs. Van s private sitting room. discussing some recent social functions. A half hour later the maid rapped on the door to say that a mes senger from Fieldman's was below with a package requiring a fifty-dollar payment.
 Send him up." said Mrs. Van, loftily. What Is thIs?" she demanded, as the boy made his appearance. My maid tells me that your package is marked c. o. D."
 "Yes'm." said he boy. standing awkward ly in the doorway.
 Wait a moment" said Mrs. Van, moving across the room to the telephone. Hello. Central!" she called. give Main 10s' Yes-yes-hello, is this Fieldman's? I wish to speak to the manager, please-all right, Is this MT Fieldman? This is Mrs. Van Rennsallaer. bought c ffty-dollar fur neck piece at your store this afternoon. and the boy is here now with the package, but 1t has been sent c. O. D. Very well. I'll hold the wire" and Mrs. Van turned a smiling countenance on Mrs. Coleman. Hello. what's that? We'll. I can't help what your clerK says l am telling you that I paid for the fur and I don propose not wish to take my wCrd 1t will simply mean that my future custom will go else where. Oh. not at all! Yes. he is here. Just a moment-here boy" and she turned from the phone and held the receiver out to him. 'Mr. FieIdman wishes to speak ;o you" A moment later he hung up the tube and bowed awkwardly out of the room. leaving behind him the fur which had been bought for nothing
 Mrs. Van Rennsallaer glowed with success and Mrs Coleman looked her admiration as she rose to readJust her wraps and walk to her own home
 Don't forget that you owe a pair of gloves" laughed Mrs. Van, as she kissed her friend good bye. At the store a different scene was occur | ring. MT. F1eldman had kept the import ant Mrs. Van Rennsallaer waiting at the | phone while he inquired of the clerk who | made the sale about the mistake in the | sending out of the goods, The girl de- clOred that there was no mistake, and that the goods had been ordered sent c. O. D MT. Fieldman had returned to the phone tc | be told by Mrs. Van Rennsallaer that shS had paid for the fur. Of course. there wal | but one inference-the clerk had stolen th' | money and was trying to save herself by 6 lie. Mir. Fieldman went back to the gir | towering with wrath. he accused her oi the theft. and even had her searched. bu l to no avail. But he could, and did, dis charge her on the spot.
 l It was growing dark as she climbed thu | last flight of stairs to a room on the tor | floor of a cheap apartment house, but hel tired face frightened little as she opened l the door and stepped in.
 l You're early tonight" said the voice O a man who lay on the tumbled bed.
 'Yes dear" she answered. as she crossed the room to kiss him. And how have yol been today, any relief from those awfu | pains?"
 "Oh, I'm getting used to them," said th man. trying to laugh. but ending with l choking cough.
 The girl moved quietly about the drear, | room. lighting the lamp and putting tn kettle on the tiny stove.
 You didn't say how you happened to b | carly" said the man feeblS ' .JKhy. I-that is. Mir. Fieldman-hs -Gayl