Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1896-11-20
VGashin9tuu Standard
A TINE EXP0SUR
Truthful Travelling Man Tells n
Tale of "a PhOtOsrapher.
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WASHINGTON StIr.
A. a rule" remarked the drummer
in Photographic supplies t" the
photograph man, am willing to- ac-
ccpt your statements that ph0togra
pher, don't play a many tricks on the
trad' a. some "ticr people do, but
there are cXccltiuu>.
Well. | never heard Of one" said
the photographer, shaking his head a.
ii he wanted to butt the drummer off
the line oi argument.
Let me give You an example" said
the drummer, seating himself COM
f"rtably. Not 50 many years ago I had
Il friend who WAS anxious to buy a
photograph gallery i'll southern city,
and having quite solid little wad Of
wealth he was prepared To supply him.
self with something handsome. Be
my tirst-claSs artist is we'll, he knew
that when he did get what he wanted
he would know what to do with it.
Well, he had me to look out for him
on my trips, and in month or SO
picked up in one of the large southern
cities an advertisement by photo
man who wanted to sell out on ac-
count of poor health.
The adj. read well, and my friend
wrote to the man at once, and was 50
pleased with what he was told that he
finally came to see the party. 1t was
arranged by the seller that the pur-
chaser should be there on one of three
days-10th 11th and 18th of July, l
believe, he was too busy to see him at
any other time, but thought he might
have little resting spell then. My
friend got there on the 10th, and went
to the gallery as soon as he had break
tasted, which was about 10 o'clock.
A half dozen people were in the place
waiting, and the artist only had time
to tell him to call at noon. He did so,
and there were more people, and the
time was put off till 5, and then again
till 8, and it kept going that way for
two days and to noon of the third
Then the photographer said it was
a shame to keep him waiting longer,
and he would give him an hour that
evening. if he had to shut up the shop
to do it. Of course, by this time my
friend was more than convinced that
he had hit on bonanza, and he was
ready to pay almost any price the
party might ask. To make the place
more attractive to my friend he had
observed that most of the visitors to
the gallery were judges and majors
and colonies and that sort, and their
ladies. Well, the bargain was closed
and my friend got out that night and
was back again in ten day, ready to
carry on the good work of his sue
cesser, whose health prevented his en-
joying such pecuniary snap"
"And, of course, he got bargain"
interrupted the photograph man.
"Oh, did he?" sneered the drummer.
"Oh, that artist didn't do thing to
him, did he? My friend didn't get
two customers week and couldn't
coax them to him, and he just dropped
$1,000 cool on the job. And why, my
friends and fellow citizens" concluded
the drummer, in semi-tragic tones,
and why? Because that innocent and
guileless photographer had worked up
boom for those three days by sending
out invitations to lot Of prominent
people to come on those days and he
would take their photographs free.
Of course, they came. Did anybody
ever refuse anything that was free, and
especially when it was chance to
have their pictures taken? Well, 1
guess not" And the drummer handed
his handkerchief to the photographer
for him to wipe his weeping eyes with.