The Parker post. (Parker, Ariz.) 1910-1918, 1912-07-20
ACritical
Employer

partment store for nearly two months.
Already she had lost the pretty color
from her cheeks and she found it
much harder to sell waist than she
imagined it could be when formerly
she had the money to purchase what
ever she desired.
did that woman buy the waist she
was looking at?" questioned Nora
mo, after | had wasted a quarter
of an hour showing her everything in
stock she said: These waists are
beautiful, but 1 haven't the money,
my DEAR"
That's the way it is with those
old hens,'" commented Nora. They
seem to have nothing on earth to do
but to poster salesladies, and some
women think because they have
plenty of money it's their privilege
to leave their manners at home"
"The very words lingerie waists
gives me a PAIN" admitted Harriet.
I'm weary of trying to make thir-
ty-six waist fit woman who takes
size forty-four, when We happen to
be out of her size"
mo, madam" she said, turning
around, 1--WE haven't any blue chiffon
waists with chenille trimming and
gold braid I'm sure she wouldn't
buy one if We had it."
whats the trouble with you? You
seem so disheartened," asked Nora
sympathetically
"This is the first position l ever
had, but | presume I can stand the
customers I try my best, but the
way a girl is treated just because she
has to earn her living is disgrace
full"
you're too naughty" advised Nora.
BE a little more agreeable. II the
manager tells you to sell waist for
all silk, sell it for that, and don't ex-
plain to the would-be customer that
it is only near-silk, sewed with near
silk thread, not made in a union shop,
and that it is embroidered by ma
chinery and not by hand"
Possibly I'm wrong, but no differ
ence what l do or say he, Mr.. Mar
ston, the proprietor, always finds fault
when he goes by this department.
Either the boxes aren't straight, or
the waists are laid on the table
crooked, or I should have made a
sale; I went to lunch or came back
too late. If my mother wasn't de-
pendent upon me I'd leave this in
slant"
STRANGE Mr.. Marston should be so
critical. He is so full of business
that he usually leaves the minor de-
tails to his managers. Cheer up,
you'll get used to it twenty years
from now; you'll even wonder that
you noticed such things as imperti-
nent shoppers and critical employers"
Twenty years from now, gracious!
Don't mention waists in connection
with the future to me. I'd Like to
waste my time that long selling
waists marked down from So to $2.98,
and others marked up from $298 to-
$685."
eff you continue to dress in that
convent fashion," said the other girl,
glancing admiringly at her own over
trimmed gown, "dress your hair in
that absurd simple style, never put
any color on your face when you look
CHASTITY pale, and not make the least
effort to please the men"
THANK you for your well-meant
advice, but the men I'm likely to meet
in this business are not the men 1
care to know socially" commenced
Harriet, who was interrupted by
young boy who said: "Mr. Marston
wishes to see you in his private office
Immediately"
Poor thing" said Nora to one OF
the girls as Harriet, shaking like an
aspen leaf, started for the third floor.
"She is so refined. I wanted to help
her, but l guess she is going to lose
her position. Only recently they lost
all their money. 1t breaks her moth
er's heart that she has to work"
AS Harriet entered the spacious
office, Mr.. Marston arose saying kind
ly: 'Why are you trembling?"
I'm sorry didn't suit you," began
Harriet, gaining courage.
But you did. I know all about you.
I've watched you since the first day
you came. Grasped every opportunity
to talk with you without making it
evident Now l want to ask you how
would you like to become the owner
of this store"
Sir" said Harriet, how dare you
ask me to come to your Office to in
suit me?"
I'm not insulting you. I'm asking
you to marry me. I'm a lonely man,
and | want you for my wife. Don't
answer me; go home, talk it over
with your mother, and all l ask is for
you to give me a chance for us to-
become acquainted
When Harriet left the office she
had promised to think it over.''
Are you going to leave?" asked
Nora, when she appeared with her
hat and cloak on
Eyes. Some day you'll know why
If | should tell you today you'd never