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The way the business was handled was somethin' like this: Cap'n Marcellus, your stepfather, Mary-'Gusta, he and Cap'n Shad done the outside managin', bossin' the men we had a lot of 'em on the wharf them days, too, and there was always schooners unloadin' and carts loadin' up and fellers headin' up barrels Oh, Hall and Company's store and docks was the busiest place on the South Shore.
"Cross my heart and hope to die if I ever tell!" said the Kid. "Now then, come clean." "Frank," said the old man, "do you remember when we was unloadin' the hosses and ketched Eliphaz bitin' at the fence?... You do? Then you ought to be ashamed to ask any questions, because if you know hosses like you should know 'em in your business you wouldn't need to ask questions.
And it was in a restaurant that I ran across this grouchy Scotchman, MacGregor Shinn, who sold me the place here a while back. "Maybe you don't know it, Mac," says I, "but you're a wise guy." "Am I, though?" says he. "I hadn't noticed it myself. Just how, now?" "Unloadin' that country property on me," says I. "I used to wonder why you let go of it. I don't any more.
"The Lord gives us crosses grievous to our natur'," he said, "an' we're told to bear 'em cheerfully as long as they're on our backs; but there ain't nothin' said agin our unloadin' 'em in the ditch the minute we git the chance. I guess you won't last here more 'n a twelvemonth."
There's no more handwork to be done; that's the reason he's been holdin' it back." "How'd ye find it out? Who told ye?" asked one and another, scowling. "Saw 'em, with my own eyes, unloadin' of the new machines at the railroad, an' saw the gang of men he's got to work 'em hangin' round his store. It's the railroad that's done it. It's made freight to Boston cheap enough so's he can make it pay.
"Why, in the name of goodness, Tom," he exclaimed, "are you unloading your rifle at such a time?" Tom looked up. The veteran scout's eyes shone with grim fire. "I know what I'm doin'," he said. "Mebbe I'm the only one in this crowd who knows what ought to be did. I'm not unloadin' my rifle, Henry. I'm jest takin' out one bullet an' puttin' in another in its place. See this?"
He even succeeded in unloadin' it on some dealer who supplies the department stores, so he quits about square. Then an odd thing happens. At the advertisin' agency there's a call from a big customer for a picture to go with a Morning Glory soap ad. It's a rush order, to be done in six colors. Hallam has a bright little thought. Why wouldn't his Psyche picture fit in?
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