Tales of the Road | Page 6

fine Stetson hat off
his head, said: 'Haven't you got some hats like this one?'
"'Yes, but they will cost you $84 a dozen,' I answered, at the same time
handing him a fine beaver quality Stetson.
"'The more they cost the better they suit us cattlemen; we are not
paupers, suh! How many come in a box?'
"'Two.'
"'Two?' said he. 'You must be talking about a pasteboard box; I mean a
wooden box, a case.'
"'Three dozen come in a case, Colonel.'
"'Well, give me a case.'
"I had never sold a case of these fine goods in my life, so I said to him:
'That's lots more, Colonel, than I usually sell of that kind, and I don't
want to overload you; hadn't we better make it a dozen?'

"'Dozen? Lor', no. You must think that there's nobody in this country,
that they haven't any money, and that I haven't any money. Did you see
that big bunch of cattle as you came in? They're all mine--mine, suh;
and I don't owe the bank a cent on them, suh. No, suh, not a cent, suh. I
want a case of these hats, suh--not a little bundle that you can carry
under yo' arm.'
"I was afraid that I had made the old gentleman mad, and, knowing him
by reputation to be worth several thousand dollars, I thought it best to
let him have his way. I went through the two stacks with him and then
brought in the rest of my samples. He bought a case of a kind right
through--fine hats, medium hats and cheap hats for greasers; he bought
blacks, browns and light colors. I was ashamed to figure up the bill
before his face. But just as soon as I got out of sight I added up the
items and it amounted to $2l00--the best bill I took on that trip.
"I sent the order in, but I thought that I would not have to call there
again for a long time. The house shipped the bill, and the old gentleman
discounted it.
"Next trip I was intending to give that point the go-by. I really felt that
the old gentleman not only needed no more goods, but that he would
shoot me if I called on him. But when I reached the town next to his,
my customer there, who was a friend of the Colonel's, told me that the
old gentleman had sent him word that he wished to buy some more
goods and for me to be sure to come to see him.
"When I came driving up to the Colonel's store the back end of it
looked peculiar to me. He had got so many goods from me that he had
been obliged to take the wooden cases they were shipped in and make
out of these boxes an addition to his store. Lumber was scarce in that
country. The Colonel came out and shook hands with me before I was
out of my wagon. I was never greeted more warmly in my life.
"'Look heah,' he began, 'I owe you an apology, suh; and I want to make
it to you befo' you pass my threshol', suh. When you were heah befo' I
fear that I allowed my indignation to arise. I am sorry of it, suh, sorry!
Give me yo' hand and tell me that you will pahdon me. I can't look you

square in the face until you do.'
"'Why, Colonel, that's all right,' said I, 'I didn't want to abuse your
confidence, but I fear that I myself was impertinent in trying to show
you that I knew more about your business than you did. I want to beg
your pardon.'
"'No pahdon to grant, suh; and I want you to accept my apology. The
truth is the cowboys in this country have been deviling me to death,
nearly--ever since I started this sto'--to get them some good hats-- good
ones, suh. They told me that they couldn't get a decent hat in this whole
country. I promised them that I would buy some of the best I could find.
When yo's came some of the boys saw the wagon bound for my store,
ten miles out of town. They fo'med a sort of a procession, suh, and
marched in with the team. Every one of these boys bought one of those
finest hats you sold me. They spread the news that I had a big stock and
a fine stock, all over this country; and, do you know, people have come
two hundred miles to buy hats of me? Some of my friends laughed at
me, they say, because I bought so many that I had to use the cases they
came in to make an addition