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Updated: May 13, 2025
She stood it pretty well, and never whimpered, even when her eyes were open and she saw what a prize-package she had drawn. The fact that she was game enough to stand for him and yet keep herself clean without complaint made the man worse. He tried to break her spirit in a thousand ways, tried to make her the same as he was, tried to make her a bad woman, like the others he had known.
It was a plain, frugal meal always, but on Sunday they usually managed to have something a little better, as they had been accustomed to do when Mr. Hoffman was alive. Paul was soon through. He took his hat from the bureau, and prepared to go out. "I'm going out to try my luck, mother," he said. "I'll see if I can't get into something I like a little better than the prize-package business."
"I was in the prize-package business, but that got played out, and I was a gentleman at large, seeking for a light, genteel business that wouldn't require much capital." "I shall be able to take my place pretty soon now," said the young man. "I might go to-morrow, but mother thinks it imprudent." "Better get back your strength first, George," said his mother, "or you may fall sick again."
I begin to think that the prize-package business will soon be played out." "Why?" "There's too many that'll go into it." Here Paul related his experience of the morning, explaining how it was that Teddy had managed to distance him in the competition. "Can't you do the same, Paul?" asked Jimmy. "Mother's got a gold dollar she could lend you."
As the speaker probably weighed two hundred and fifty pounds, it was, indeed, rather doubtful. Paul couldn't help laughing himself at the thought. "You were certainly unlucky," said Mr. Preston. "Did you know the boy you fought with?" "Yes, sir; he once before stole my stock of candy, when I was in the prize-package business." "That was the day we got acquainted," remarked Mr. Preston.
They see that the moment an article ceases to be sold on its merit, just that moment a dealer is losing his hold on trade. I met a man from Ohio on the cars a day or two ago. He had been sent out to Iowa by his house to sell coffee and spices on the prize-package basis. He said he was almost turned out of doors by the Iowa merchants as soon as be had told his story.
"I picked up them poor mishandled treasures in the gutter, for old acquaintance sake. And surmisin' it probably wouldn't hardly be worth my while to wait till I got to the hotel to sample my prize-package, I opened her on the spot. "Well, there's no use in talkin'. Them fellers were a pair of scoundrels.
But I don't need to talk of such things to you. Nobody who got a prize-package like Lady Betty Bulkeley would part with it while he had a button left on his coat." "I don't see what buttons would have to do with it," I said, but as I had always been sent out of the room at home directly anyone began even to mention divorce, I thought I had better go upstairs and dress for dinner at Coney Island.
As I told you las' night, it's bad for the country when matrimony ain't made to look like a prize-package, no matter what it reely is. What's goin' to become o' the population, I should like to know? Here's Cora now, wantin' to be a telefoam-girl when she grows up, an' there's no knowin' what Francie'll choose. But you can take it from me, they'll both of 'em drop their votes for the single life.
"I was in the prize-package business, but two fellows stole my stock in trade, and I'm not going into it again. It's about played out. I'm your man. Just make me an offer." "I should like to have you take my place for a day or two, for I know you wouldn't cheat me." "You may be sure of that." "I am sure. I know you are an honest boy, Paul. But I don't know what to offer you."
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