Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1916-12-08

friend-it was Fred" already, although
1 had not known him a week--"I think
I'd like to work if l could get any
thing to do. Do you have to have any
experience to be a saleslady in one of
those avenue places you spoke of? How
do / go about getting a position of that
kind?"
WELL" said Fred slowly, "of course,
it's easier if you have ever worked, but
then you're so blamed good looking I
think you'll be able to put it over. After
all, it's looks they're after. And you
can learn pretty quickly. You may get
little money at first but you don't mind
that, do you?"
mo, it isn't the money" I answered
quite simply. "It's just what you have
been telling me. You say if ever 1 am
to have a good time I'll have to get out
into the world and make friends. I'm
awfully tired of sitting home and doing
nothing. j want to begin"
"Oh, you could do it, all right!' said
Fred reassuringly. Here, you try this
place first"
He scrubbed a name hurriedly on a
card for me.
You go in the side entrance and ask
for the head of the department or for
the buyer. 1 wouldn't try to bluff them
if 1 were you. Tell them you don't
know anything, but you think you can
learn"
1 took the card from him gratefully
enough. The following morning with
it clutched in my hand made my way
to the address it bore rs. Silverstein"
it said, and 1 passed two handsome
plate glass windows behind which were
banked the furs and silks and hats
which made this particular establish
ment famous. At one side, quite diff
ferent from the spacious portals re-
served for customers, was a small door
and a hallway which led to an ele-
vator l smiled to myself and felt it
quito an adventure when 1 read the sign,
which said: For Employees Only"
In another moment L had been car
ried to the third floor. After several
questions 1 was directed to some Of
fees at the back of the shop. and pres
emily 1 found myself standing before
short, coarse-nosed man, who proclaim
ed himself the head Of the department
for which I had asked.
81 would like to work for YOU" 1 said.
II have no experience, but I think 1
could learn"
The man seemed hardly to hear what
I said.
take off your hat" he commanded
abruptly.
Obedietnly pulled the pins from my
headgear and uncovered my hair. He
looked at me critically.
Your hair is Wiley arranged"' he
said, but if it were dressed properly
you would be quite pretty"
He walked about me, cycling me as
though 1 were a piece of furniture.
Live home?" he asked.
nodded. horribly embarrassed by
the cool assurance of his glances. There
was a pause, then:
Got any decent clothes?" he que
ried
1 looked down helplessly. was wear
ing my very best suit. Everything l
had on was new, and l thought particu
larly smart.
These are the best l have" I manag-
ed quaver back to him.
Well" said the man, slowly, you're
pretty raw, but l think you could be
whipped into shape. You go get the
money for decent dress. You can buy
it here if you like at discount. Fifty dol
lars would do it. If you want to try
we'd take you on"
"What-what would 1 get?" I STAN
mered What would my wages be-"
ooh start you at $40 a week." he
said nochalantly, and turned away.
But the dress!" 1 protested How
do I get that?'
That's your business he answered
pleasantly.
(To BE CoNTINUED.)