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Updated: June 22, 2025
When I galloped into Rome that day there was hardly a house left standing save my little home, our general store, and a few sod-houses and dugouts. Mrs. Cody and the baby were sitting on a drygoods box when I rode up to the store. My partner, Rose, stood near by, whistling and whittling. "My word, Rose! What has become of our town!" I cried. Rose could make no answer. Mrs.
"'That is all very well, Mr Bullfrog, said my wife, slily; 'but in that case where would have been the five thousand dollars which are to stock your drygoods' store? "'Mrs Bullfrog, upon your honour, demanded I, as if my life hung upon her words, 'is there no mistake about these five thousand dollars? "'Upon my word and honour there is none, replied she.
When a man stopped and tried to talk with her in the hallway she turned her eyes to the floor and then ran into her room. Once a young drygoods clerk who lived there induced her to sit with him on the steps before the house. He was a sentimental fellow and took hold of her hand. When she began to cry he was alarmed and arose.
Katharine stepped inside and stood looking down upon the pale, almost ghastly face of the man stretched at full length upon the bed. "Why, I remember him perfectly," she exclaimed. "He was in Number Three Ward for some time. Surely he was a clerk at one of the drygoods stores down-town?" The doctor nodded. "Very likely."
My own preference is a motor, and already I see a vehicle painted in bright colors and opening up behind as spacious as a waffle cart. There will be windows all around for the display of goods. It is not quite fixed what we shall sell. Wee Jessie leans toward bonnets and little millinery odds and ends. I am for kitchen tins. M inclines toward drygoods, serviceable fabrics.
Honest, when I sees her sailin' in mornin's, with all her swell drygoods on, I'm just as liable as not to half break my neck openin' the door for her. That's what I did the first time I saw her, when I was new on the gate. "This way, lady," says I, and when she pikes right by and heads for the cloakroom I almost has a fit.
"You'll need a new hat, little girl," said another woman. That gave Freddie an idea. If his sister needed a new hat he was the one to help her get it. He looked up and down the street. Across the way was a large drygoods store, in one of the windows of which were many hats and other things for girls and ladies to wear. "Come on, Flossie!" cried Freddie, clasping her hand. "I'll take you there."
He harked back to his old Chicago days and remembering that he had been a collector and a driver of a laundry wagon, he decided that he might do something of that sort. Getting a position as a street-car conductor or a drygoods clerk appealed to him as possibilities. The necessity of doing something within regular hours and in a routine way appealed to him as having curative properties.
Unless he was mistaken, that person was the one who wore an entire suit of pepper and salt, including a felt hat, necktie, and gaiters, two summers before. Mr. Quigg was a novelty in Mr. Chiffield's eyes; but Mr. Chiffield was well known by sight to Mr. Quigg, who also remembered to have heard that he was a partner in the great drygoods house of Upjack, Chiffield & Co. Mr.
"No, I'm bound to say I did not." "Nor did I when I joined it at Philadelphia. It was just a benefit club and a meeting place for one's fellows. Then I heard of this place curse the hour that the name first fell upon my ears! and I came to better myself! My God! to better myself! My wife and three children came with me. I started a drygoods store on Market Square, and I prospered well.
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