PUTTING HEART INTO IT

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Sep 27, 1899

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 25, No. 39.

PUTTING HEART INTO IT.

THE customer was a prudent matron from the country, careful in her shopping.

"It is a very pretty piece of goods," she said, "and just the color I want; but I am afraid it will not wash."

One of the shop-girls behind the counter bowed indifferently and turned away. The other said eagerly: "Are you going to another part of the store, madam? For it is my lunch hour, and I will take a sample to the basement and wash and dry it for you before you come back."

The color of the fabric proved to be fast, and the customer bought it, and asked the name of the obliging shop-girl.

A year afterwards she was again in the same store, and on inquiry learned that the girl was at the head of the department.

"She put as much life into her work as ten other women," said the manager.

A prominent business man once said: "I have always kept a close watch on my employees, and availed myself of any hint which would show me which of them possessed the qualities requisite for success for themselves and usefulness to me. One day, when I was passing the window of the counting-room, I observed that the moment the clock struck six, all the clerks, with but one exception, laid down their pens, tho in the middle of a sentence, and took up their hats. One man alone continued writing. The others soon passed out of the door.

" 'Pettit,' said one, 'has waited to finish his paper, as usual.'"

" 'Yes, I called to him to come on, but he said if this was his own business he would finish the paper before he stopped work.'"

" 'The more fool he! I would not work for a company as for myself.'"

"The men caught sight of me and stopped talking, but after that I kept my eye on Pettit, who worked after hours on my business 'because he would have done it on his own,' and he is now my junior partner."—Exchange.