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rAs he left the store John came
rushing back to Price.
"Say," he exclaimed, "youT
ruin me! Why, that was a
"Never mind," replied Price,
confidently. "The average will
come out right."
This proved to be true. Cu
rious people came in, making
only small purchases. The news
got around town. The crowd
kept up until midnight. Tired
out, but elated, John reckoned up
the gains of the day. Counting
in the presents given, he was
over fifty dollars to the good.
The next week Price had a
new scheme, the distribution of a
free paper cap to children, ad
vertising the store. The rush
"Mr. Moore," said Price one
evening, "the night business is
better than the day. That is be
cause you don't get the trade of
the ladies. I've a new suggestion
to make. You need a woman be
hind that dry goods counter. Let
me send for my daughter, Mar
tha. We can use the two empty
rooms upstairs, and you needn't
pay either of us a cent of salary
unless we earn it."
So this came about. The re
sult was magical. Martha Price,
bright, modest, obliging, brought
in the female customers in
groups. The pleased old bache
lor began to humanize himself
with pleasant words instead of
frowns. Fortune smiled upon
him. In turn he smiled upon
"It's no use denying it, Price,"
he said to her father one day,
"you two have managed to trans
form a crusty, self-opinionated,
behind-the-time, crusty old bach
elor into a real human being. As
to you, I'm proud of you."
"Some good in the world after
all, am I?" responded Price. "I'm
so glad, and Martha is happy as
the day is long."
John Moore did some deep
thinking the rest of that day. In
the early evening, when Price
was eating his supper, he went
over to the counter where his
"Martha," he said, "I'm going
to tell you something that I never
told any other woman. Having
had no experience, I must be
rather plain and blunt."
"Yes?" murmured Martha. Her
"I love you, and I want you to
be my wife. Of course, a crusty
old bachelor "
"Don't call my father's best
friend hard names," interrupted
Martha sweetly. "I am only a
poor girl, but if true love and de
votion will satisfy you "
Then it was his turn to inter
rupt with a kiss.
One cup of sugar, one cup of
granulated chocolate, half a cup
of milk and a quarter of a cup of
molasses are the necessary in
gredients. These should be boiled
together until a little hardens in
cold water when dropped into it.
Take it off the fire and beat into
it a teaspoon of vanilla. Stir it a
minute or so and then turn into a
buttered pan to cool.