I can't tell you how he looked, but it was dreadful; and he said, 'I'll bring down that proud spirit of yours yet, my lady.

I'm not through with you,--don't think it,--not by a good deal'; and then he made me a fine bow, and laughed, and went out of the room.
"The next day Mr.Dodd--that's one of our firm--gave me a week's notice to quit: 'work was slack,' he said, 'and they didn't want so many girls.' But I'm just as sure as sure can be that Mr.Snipe's at the bottom of it, for I've been at the store, as I told you, four years and more, and they always reckoned me one of their best hands, and Mr.Dodd and Mr.Snipe are great friends.

Since then I've done nothing but try to get work.

I must have been into a thousand stores, but it's true work is slack; there's not a thing been doing since the war commenced, and I can't get any place.

I've been to Miss Russell and some of the ladies who used to come to the store, to see if they'd give me some fine sewing; but they hadn't any for me, and I don't know what in the world to do, for I understand nothing very well but to sew, and to stand in a store.