"If you will pay me and let your clerk follow with a dray, I would return home immediately and have the bedstead taken down and sent to you." Mr.Swartz called the clerk again, and ordered him to bring a dray to the front of the store.

The clerk did as he was requested, and soon after returned with the intelligence that the dray was ready.
"Do you follow dis voman to her house, and she vill give you a pedstead.

Bring it down here," and then he added, speaking to the clerk who had not yet left the room: "Vat does te trayman sharge." "One dollar and a half," was the reply.
Taking up the forty dollars which had been previously brought to him, Mr.Swartz counted out thirty-eight and a half dollars, and handed them to Mrs.Wentworth.
"De von tollar and a half out ish to pay for te trayage," he remarked as she received the money.
She made no reply, but left the room followed by the clerk, when, with the drayman, they soon arrived at her room.

The bedstead was soon taken down and removed to Mr.Swartz's store.
"Sharge one huntred tollars for dat pedstead," he remarked to his clerk as soon as it had arrived.
While he was rejoicing at the good speculation he had made, the soldier's wife sat on a box in her room feeding her half famished children.

The room was now utterly destitute of furniture, but the heart of the mother rejoiced at the knowledge that for a couple of weeks longer her children would have food..