Credited Miss Rockefeller

A pretty story is told of Mrs. Harold McCormick while she was Miss Edith Rockefeller, showing the simple manner in which she regarded her father's great wealth. The incident occurred when she was a pupil at one oí the fashionable New York schools. She, with a party of girls f rom her class, presen ted herself at a certain furniture dealer's to choose a gift for a favorite teacher. The price of the pretty writing desk, however, was more than the sum in their possession. The girls suggested that if the desk was sent they would forward the balance as soon as possible. The proprietor very politely, but also very decidedly, informed the girls that he could not do as they asked. "But, " be said, "if yon can think of any New York business man with whom any of your fathers are acquainted and who will voncli for you the matter may possibly be arranged. " "Why," said the danghter of the great petroleum magnate, "I think my papa has an office down on Broadway. Possibly we can get the money there. " "Who is yonr father?" queried the dealer. "His name is Eockefeller," replied the girl simply; "John D. Eockefeller. He is in the oil business. " The merchant gasped and looked at the girl is araazement. "JohnD. Rockefeller your father? Is John D. Rockefeller good for $25?" he repeated in exci tem ent. Then he recovered his presence of mind sufficiently to order the desk packed np and seut immediately, while Miss Edith, very mnch astonished at his nnwonted excitement, thariked him 'with