For Love or Gold? The Story of a Great Department Store — page 130: what you’re looking at

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= 8 help a sick mother.” | “Oh, sir!” cried the boy. But he could get no farther. — - still smarting with indignation over that awa e horror. i receiving-room, which was piled from end to end with the = _ products of underpaid labor. =e well aware that reformation, like charity, should “begin at action.” sure,” remarked the foreman of the work-rooms. “You ; if have no idea what sticklers they are for caste. Why, as” poor as they are, eye turn up their noses at those beneath i Eos gues ie 2 “and Vil tell Wie at ie same pine that we hon t aid abouts : Site three hundred. ‘We can forgive a boy who only stole i Sa nah re t.: The next second he was shaking with a storm of sobs. — The agony of his repentance had reached its limit. Before ey left the building the letter had .been posted to his mother through the pneumatic mailing tube that opened in — _ Mr. Denton’s office. Je i ti tf >> Mr. Denton’s next duty was to see his buyers. He was a a a a eee In less than an hour he had them all assembled in the — ee His speech to them was short but decidedly to the point. . They were to submit the names of the persons or firms © _ whom they bought of, and receive his express commands — _ concerning all further orders. 1 “T cannot have the souls of these poor creatures on my © - conscience any longer,’ he said at the conclusion of his _ statements. “So, if the public still want these goods, we will make them ourselves and pay those poor seamstresses © _ what they are worth, besides letting them work in cleanly | _ surroundings.” 4 “But, Mr. Denton,” spoke up one of the buyers who was pes privileged character in the establishment, “that will en- — _ tail endless work for the cashier’s department, as well as_ _-work-rooms. As it is now, there is but one bill to pay _ where by your plan there would be a hundred or more, and, besides, we have no work-rooms to spare; we are already overcrowded.” “IT know it,” replied Mr. Denton, sadly, “and as I am_ . home,’ i must wait a little before putting my plan me “My girls will never work with those people, I am bie } ms eee) micbooks com