The Madison Daily Leader

One Dollar's Worth of Gratitude.

In one of the city's large dry goods shops last week a little cash girl brought to one of the heads of departments in the course of the early afternoon hours of Tuesday a woman's purse. She had just picked it up, she said, on the floor, near the counter, and she remarked as she passed it over that she guessed it was "stuffed full." The floorwalker opened it and saw at a glance that her opinion was justified. Carrying it to the superintendent's office, he, with that personage, counted the money. The purse contained $5,066. There were ten five hundred dollar bills, a check for forty dollars and some small bills and change. Within half an hour a pale faced woman appeared at the office, asking breathlessly if a purse had been recently found in the shop. The well stocked pocketbook was hers. She had not left the shop before missing it, discovering her loss at an up stairs department to which she had gone from the one where the purse escaped her. Her identification of the money, including drawer and drawee of the check, was complete, and it was promptly delivered to her. She thanked the superintendent warmly, and was about to leave the office when that gentleman suggested that she owed the recovery of her money to the honesty of the little cash girl. "Do you think, madam," he said pointedly, "such honesty ought to go unrewarded?" The woman stopped. "No, of course not," she said hastily, and opening the just recovered purse she produced a silver dollar, which she gave to the girl. Then she departed with the fortune of whose keeping she was so careless, and of whose finding she was so unappreciative.-Her Point of View in New York Times.