Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1916-08-03
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BY JANE OSBORN.
(Ccpyright, 1916. by the Mcclure News
paper Syndicate.)

paper Sy~ndicate.)
The society columns and the Frozen
star department store ads, in the daily
papers had been full of it. Girls from
the stores going home at night had
| discussed it. According to some it
was grand and perfectly elegant for
those swell girls to do it." To 9TH
ers, more critical, it was either a case
| of wanting to get into print by doing
| something out of the way or a delib-
crate scheme to rob the poor girl who
needed work for her daily bread.
To Filbert F~rozenstar, junior part
ner of the dry goods firm OF Frozen
| star Brothers & Co., it had a still diff
ferent significance. It was part OF
his carefully laid plan to make an
entrance into the hitherto closed por-
tais of the city's most exclusive cir
Giles.
The proposition was this: The So
ciety women in question were to en-
Joy all the realism of the task. Fhey
were to punch the time clock with
the other thousand employees Of the
store. They were to be allowed to sell
goods in whatever department they
chose, and for their sales they were
to receive a % per cent commission
for their favorite charity.
The scheme worked better than he
had expected. and on a certain Mon
day morning in late winter the ranks
Of ten Of the largest departments in
the store were increased by the pres
ence Of ten new employees.
In the neckwear department was
the debutante, Wilhelmina Sedgwick.
In the millinery department young
Mrs. Sturtevant Shawger doated
around in a new bouffant morning Co.'S
tune especially imported for the un-
dertaking from war-ridden Paris. In
the blouse department, was the be-
earringed Mrs. Tom Bradgley, who
was a great drawing card because OF
the rather piquant details of her re-
CSuI ulfOlSO ploSCCuAh6o'
Most attractive of all, was Corinne
Delacroix, at least from Filbert's per-
sonal viewpoint. She had chosen the
more arduous task Of selling furniture
because, as she argued, furniture was
more expensive even than French mil
linery, and IS per cent of her sales
there might really be worth while.
Although Corinne herself was not
especially well known-indeed she
mad made her debut only a few weeks
before-as far as family and fortune
went she was the most valuable &C
QUESTION Of them all.
This debutante saleswoman, simply
clad in a neat little frock Of black,
guiltless Of a single ornament save
for the brilliant sash she wore across
her slender body was ION the floor"
ahead of time that first morning and
Hall Bingley, head Of the department,
was giving her instructions about her
work when Frozenstar appeared. He
had intended to get there in time to
explain to Miss Delacroix in person
just what her duties were to be.
Of course, thought he, it was abb
surd for him to be Jealous Of a man
like Bingley, who, in the eyes Of
Corinne, was probably no more than
q butler or footman. That she had
been talking with apparent ease to
him and that she spoke to him again
frequently during the day, was moth
ing to irritate F~rozenstar.
Still the irritating thing about 1t
was that he was decidedly rufled and
that as the hours passed he became
more and more so.
Delightful little woman that she
was, Frozenstar noticed that Corinne
treated him with something more than
frigid Formally. She told him more
than once that she admired the spirit
of philanthropy that had prompted
him and she actually asked him to act
as patron for a post-Lenten charity
bazaar. This would a check for
several hundred dollars, but Frozen
star accepted eagerly. She really
was delightful, charming, be%witching.
And her sales were phenomenal.
Corinne's commissions amounted to
an amazingly large figure, larger by
far than those of any other n Of
the society saleswomen." What a
pleasure it would be, thought Frozen
star, to hand that check to Miss Della
croix. He would take 1t in person. to
her.
Just as he was meditating this in
his private Office, the advertising
manager slouched into the oom
Have you heard the news?" he
asked. Zone of the men from the
Morning Post just told me. But of
course it isn't going to get into print.
That would never do. That Corinne
Delacroix you thought you had up in
the furniture department is really
loafing in seclusion at her fathers
place at Palm Beach. You see, she
thought it wasn't fair to rob some girl
of q Job; yet she didn't want to miss