A Woman's Quest: The life of Marie E. Zakrzewska, M.D.Zakrzewska, Marie E. (Marie Elizabeth)
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A Woman's Quest: The life of Marie E. Zakrzewska, M.D.
Zakrzewska, Marie E. (Marie Elizabeth)
Women physicians -- United States -- Biography; Zakrzewska, Marie E. (Marie Elizabeth), 1829-1902
My sister turned pale on seeing all this, and hurriedly asked, “How
much money have you spent?” “All, my dear Anna,” answered I, “all,
except twenty-five cents, which will be sufficient to buy a pound of
beefsteak and potatoes for to-morrow’s dinner. Bread, tea and sugar, we
have still in the house; and to-morrow night you will bring home your
twenty-two shillings.” “May you succeed, Marie! That is all I have to
say,” was her reply. She learned of me that evening how to make the
tassels, and we worked till midnight, finishing a large number.
The next day was Saturday, and some women really came to get work. I
gave them just enough for one day, keeping one day’s work in reserve.
The day was spent busily in arranging matters, so that on Monday
morning, I might be able to carry a sample of the manufactured articles
to those stores that I had heard mentioned as not being sufficiently
supplied.
In the evening, my sister came home without her money--the dressmaker
had gone into the country in the afternoon without paying the girls.
She was more than sad, and I felt a little uncomfortable, for what was
I to do without money to provide for the next two days or to pay those
girls on Monday with whose work I might not be satisfied? What was to
be done? To go down to our landlord, the grocer, and ask him to advance
us a few dollars? No! He was a stranger and had no means of knowing
that we would return the money. Besides, I did not wish the people in
the house to know of our condition.
My resolution was taken. I proposed to my sister to go to the market
with me to buy meat and fruit for the morrow. She looked at me with
blank astonishment, but without heeding it I said calmly, taking from
the bureau drawer the chain of my watch, “Anna, opposite the market
there is a pawnbroker. No one knows us, and by giving a fictitious name
we can get money without thanking any one for it.” She was satisfied,
and taking a little basket, we went on our errand. I asked six dollars
of the pawnbroker under the name of Müller, and received the money,
after which we made our purchases and went home in quite good spirits.
On Monday morning, the knitters brought home their work. I paid them,
and gave them enough for another day, after which I set about finishing
each piece, completing the task about two in the afternoon. This done,
I carried the articles to Broadway, and leaving a sample in a number of
stores, received orders from them for several dozens. Here, I have to
remark that not being able to speak English, I conducted my business at
the different stores either in German or in French, as I easily found
some employees who could speak one of these languages.
I then went to the worsted store in John Street, where I also obtained
orders for the manufactured articles together with ten dollars’ worth
of worsted on credit, having first given my name and residence to the
bookkeeper, with the names of the stores from which I had received
orders.
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