Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1922-08-04
CHAPTER III.


seemed almost threat. He could
hear the roar Of it nke a river rush
ing down a canyon. Clay had faced
a cattle stampede. He had ridden
out . blizzard hunched up with the
drifting herd. He had lived rough
all his young and joyous life. But
for a moment he felt a chill drench
at his heart that was almost dread.
He did not know a soul in this vast
popuface. He was alone among seven
or eight million crazy human beings,
He had checked his suitcase to BE-
tination and was in no hurry. All
the day was before him, all of many
days. He drifted down the street and
across to Sixth
Chance swept him up Sixth to Her
aid square. He was caught in the
river of humanity that ace up
Broadway. He. wondered where all
crazy impulses sent him surging to
and fro? And the girls-Clay surren-
dered to them at discretion. He had
not supposed there were so many
pretty, vel -dressed girls in the world.
First of I'm goin' to get me a
real city suit Of clothes" he prom,
Used himself. This here wrinkled
OUTFIT il some too woolly for the big
town. It's a good u yet-'most as
good as when l bought it at the Bos-
ton store In Tucson three years ago.
But I reckon Ill save it to go home
in"
He stopped in. front Of a store above
which was the legend. Il. Bernstein,
Mems Garments" A small mar with
sharp little yes and well-def1ned nose
was standing in the doorway.
Might you would want a good suit
of quality clothes. my friend?" he
suggested.
you've pegged me right" agreed
the W~esterner with his ready smile.
Lead me to it."
Mr.. Bernstein personally conducted
his customer to the suit department.
II wait on you myself on account you
was a stranger to the CITY," he ex-
planned.
The little mar took a suit from a
rack and held it at arms length to
admire it. His fingers caressed the
wool of it lovingly. He evidently
! could bring himself to part with it
only after a struggle.
worsted. Fine goods" He leaned
toward the range-rider and whispered
q secret. Imported"
Clay shook his head. mot what
This is more my notion of the sort
of thing I like" He pointed to a
Eblue serge with a little stripe in the
pattern,
The dealer detached the coat low
ingly from the hanger and helped his
customer into it. Then he fell back,
eyes lit with enthusiastic amazement.
Only fate could have brought together
this man and this suit, so manifestly
destined for each other inc the hour
when Eve began to patch up fig leaves
for Adam.
Like a coat Of paint" he MUIR
INJURED aloud"
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derstood the business that went with
selling a suit in some stores. But it
happened that he liked this suit him
self. How much?" he asked.
4 = The owner of the store dwell on
.:he merits of the suit, it's style, its
durability, the perfect fit. He cov-
cred his subject with artistic thor
fided in a whisper the price at which
he was going to sacrifice this suit
among suits.
TIC you, my friendt. I make this
garment for only sixty-fve dollars"
Tie added another secret detail. BE
low wholesale cost"
A little devil Of mirth lit in Lind
says eye. "I'd hate to have you rob
yoreself like that. And me a per-
feet stranger to you, too"
"Qvality, y understan' me Which
a man must got to live garments like
I done to appreciate such a suit. All
wool. Every thread of it. Unshrink-
able" Mr.. Bernstein caressed it again.
zone swell piece of goods" he told
himself softly, almost with tears in
his eyes.
"All wool. o say?' asked Clay,
feeling the texture. He had made up
his mind to buy it, though he thought
the price a bit stiff.
Mr.. Bernstein protested on his
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cotton in it. (which you could take
it from me that when I sell a suit Of
clothes it Is like I am dealing with
my own brother" he added. Every
garment out Of this store takes my
personal guarantee"
Clay tried on the trousers and look
ed 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 a. whisper. Apparently he
was ashamed of his %softness Of heart.
"Fifty-hve dollars-to you."
TIN take it," the westerner said.
The clothier called his tailor from
the rear Of he store to make an
adjustment in the trousers. Mean
while he deity removed the tags
which told him in cipher hat the suit
had cost his just eleven dollars and
seventv-nve cents.
Half an hour later Clay sat on top
of a Fifth avenue bus which was
Y jerking it's way up town. His shoes
were shined to mirror brightness. He
was CARRIED in a. blue serge suit with
3a little stripe running through the
pattern. That suit just now was the
apple OF his eye. 1t proved him a
4 New Yorker and not a wild man from
the Arizona desert.
The motor bus ran up Fifth evenue,
r Nsrf . n oronat t0 Rr6o avou no-oA ~
Elumbus. circle, and swept into the
5Drive. It was a day divinely young
aisand fair. The fragrance Of a linxer-
ling spring was waited to the nostriis.
Giimpses OF the park tempted Clay.
Its winding paths! The children play
ling on the grass while their maids in
neat caps and aprons gosziped togeth-
= on the benches nearl This was
1.-THE most human spot the man from
aArtSona had seen in the metropolis.
Somewhere In the early three-6eure
streets he descended from the top Of
the bus and let his footsteps follow
his fncEnations into the park. He
street An apartment house occu-
pied the corner. but from the other
side . row Of handsome private DWELL
|imxp faced him. .S
The Janft0rs OF the apartment house
VI Watering tho parking belond the
11swalt edge 0f the stream
5ss14feA Tor 4 moment to give the man
asttshA 80 turn astds the hoss.
Int the e31yit0r on this pafHcular
|g95n0faing had been Ted up with trouble.
M0ae o. the tenants had connpIatnedfof
Nm to the scent nf the place. Anoth-
~ hed meyed 10y without tipping
Aiats3 @ m hour hslp!in packtne re
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