Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1870-07-05

in blue overalIs and frock, and wearing upon
his head an old straw hat.
'Mr. Slower, think ?" said the newcomer.
"That's my name."
The laboriug man started at the abruptness
and bruskness of the tone. He was not used
to being answered in that way nor was he
used to hearing traders speak so to customer.
81 want to get a-little paint, sir. am
''My boy will attend to you. am busy"
"But, sir, your boy may be as Ignorant of
the compounds 1 require as | am. L am
going to paint a floor, and l only know that
1 want some yellow ochre, some htharge,
and"
az am not painter sir" broke in Stoyer,
roughly. my boy will put up whatever you
may want"
'Then you cannot accommodate customer
with the benefit of your knowledge concerning
the respective quantities of various articles he
may require for specified purpose p
knowledge isn't one of my trading COM
modities. You'llfind thatup at the Academy.
Here John--if this man wants anything, sell
it to him." And thus speaking, Mr.. Slower
put on his hat and left the store, evidently
thinking that his customer, whom he had
never before seen, was either an itiuerant
laboring man, or a farmer from the back
region, who would want to pay for his goods
in poplar wood or old potatoes.
Ralph Slower went to the mills, where he
found an architect and an engineer from the
city experimenting extensive alterations and
improvements. But Mr.. Goodhue was not
there. They thought likely he was at his
house. So to the house Mr.. Slower wended
his way, where he was informed by lady
that if Nr. Goodhue got back from an errand
upon which he had been out, he would prob
ably be found in the garden.
Next to the garden where our enterprising
trader found man in blue overalls and frock,
engaged in making fower-bed.
lis Mr.. Goodhue about here 2"
"That is my name sir.
''But / mean the man who owns the place
who owns the mills"
al am the man."
"Tou!-Eh h?" Mr.. Slower bebeld the
customer to whom he had behaved so in
decently at his store.
"Really, Mr. Goodhue, 1 had no idea-I
had"
eff you have business with me, sir" in
terrupted Goodhue, respectfully, but sternly,
81 will attend to you,-otherwise, my time is
precious"
Upon my soul, Mr.. Goodhue, must ask
your pardon. / had no idea it was you.-
Buff you will give me your custom-I
think could make it as much for your in
terest as"
"Stop, sir" commanded Goodhue, with a
wave of the hand. s.If | wish to trade with
you, will call at your store. L suffer no
man to infict his begging for custom upon
me at my home. Good,day, sir"
And while Mr.. Goodhue returned to his
work, Ralph Slower had read his man well
enough to know the future remark would be
worse than useless; SO heturned moodily and
unhappily away.
Mr. Goodhue found Eben Shackford to be
an honest, upright, conscientious, and accom-
modating tradesman, and with him he made
arrangements for the supply of goods for him
self and workmen.
Shackford throve, and was grateful and
happy the laborers in the mills obtained
their goods vastly cheaper than ever before;
while Ralph Stover, in bitterness Of spirit,
curses the hour in which lie was led to insult
a customer who CHANGED to be habited in the
parb of a LABORING MAN,