St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1922-04-29

| merits OF the suit, Its style, It's dur
ability, the perfect fit. He covered hi.
subject with artistic thoroughness
Then. reluctantly, he contided In {
whisper the price at which he was 20
ing to sacrifice this suit among suits.
ITO you, my friendt. l make thi.
| garment for only sixty-f1ve dollars
lie added another secret detail. Below
wholesale cost"
little devil OF mkth lit in LIND
says eye. I'D hate to have you rot
, yoreself like that. And me a perfec,
stranger to you too" ~
"Qvallty, y understan' me. Which
man must got to live garments like
done to appreciate such suit. All
wool. Every thread of it. Unshrink.
able" Mr. Bernstein caressed 1t again
zone swell piece Of goods" he told
himself softly, almost with tears In his
eyes.
IAN wool, you say?" asked Clay, feel
Ing the texture. He had made up his
mind to buy It, though ne thought the
price BIT stiff.
Mr.. Bernstein protested on his honor
that there was not thread Of cotton
In 1t. Which you could take it from
me that when sell suit Of clothes
It Is like l am dealing with my
own brother" he added. Every gar
ment out Of this store takes my per-
sona1 guarantee"
Clay tried on the trousers and looked
at himself In the glass. So far as he
could tell he looked just like any other
New Yorker.
The dealer leaned forward and spoke
in whisper. Apparently he was
ashamed Of his softness Of heart.
''Fifty-fve doIlars-to you"
''I'll take it." the westerner said.
The clothier called his tailor from
the rear Of the store to make an ad-
justment in the trousers. Meanwhile
he deity removed the tags which told
him In cipher that the suit had cost
him just eleven dollars and seventy
five cents.
Half an hour later Clay sat on top
Ola Fifth avenue bus which was Jerk.
ing its way uptown. His shoes were
shined to mirror brightness He was
CARRIED in a blue serge suit with little
stripe running through the pattern.
That suit just now was the apple of
his eye. 1t proved him a New Yorker
and not wild man from the Arizona
desert
The NOTORIOUS ran up Fifth avenue,
cut across to Broadway, passed Co.
lumbus circle, and swept into the Drive.
1t was day divinely young and fair.
The fragrance Of a lingering spring
was waited to the nostrils. Glimpses
Of the park tempted Clay. Its wind
ing paths The children playing on
the grass while their maids In neat
caps and aprons gossiped together on
the benches near! This was the most
human spot the man from Arizona
had seen In TIE metropolis.
Somewhere the early three-fgure
streets he descended from the top Of
the bus and let his footsteps follow his
inclinations into the park. He struck
across the Drive into side street. An
apartment house occupied the corner,
but from the other side row Of hand
some private dwellings faced him.
The janitor Of the apartment house
was watering the parking beyond the
sidewalk. The edge Of the stream
from the nozzle Of the hose sprayed
the path in front of Clay. He hesi-
tated for moment to give the man
time to turn aside the hose.
But the janltor on this particular
morning had been fed up with trouble.
One Of the tenants had complained OF
him to the agent of the place. Another
had moved away without tipping him
for an hours help in packing he had
given her. He was sulkily of the opin-
ion that the whole world was In a
conspiracy to annoy him. Just now the
approaching rube typitied the world.
A little fllrt OF the hose deluged
Clay's newly shined boots ard the low
er six inches of his trousers.
"Look out what you're doing!" pro-
tested the man from Arizona.
Il tank you better look where you're
going" retorted the one from Sweden.
He was heavy-set, muscular man
with sullen, obstinate face.
my shoes and trousers are sopp1ng
wet. believe you did 1t on purpose"
"Tank so? VAL yust one teng lax
TO tell you. got no time for d-n fule
talk"
The westerner started on his way.
There was no use having row with a
sulky janitor.
But the Swede misunderstood his
purpose. At C1ay's first step forward
he 1erked round the nozzle and let the
rance-rider have it with full force.
Clay was swept back to the wall by
tie heavy pressure Of water that
ula~na over HIM The stream moved
swiftly up ana down him from head
to foot till it had drentIed every men
OF the perfect fifty-hve-dollar suit. he
drowned fatho,ns deep IN water
spout. He was swept over Niagara
Fails, He came TO life again to ma
himself the choking center OF Worlu
flood.
He gave strang'ed whoop ana
charged straight at the man behlnd the
hose The two clinched. While they
struggled the writing hose slappeo
hack and forth between them ike all
asjtated snake Clay had one au-