"Turkey red is perfectly plain in calicoes," she answered.
"Well, let me see some."
"We haven't any Turkey-red calico left," she said, "but we have some very nice plain calicoes in other colors."
"I don't want any other color. I want stuff to match this."
"It's hard to match cheap calico like that," she said. And so I left her.
I next went into a store a few doors farther up the street. When I entered I approached the "floor-walker," and handing him my sample, said:
"Have you any calico like this?"
"Yes, sir," said he. "Third counter to the right."
I went to the third counter to the right, and showed my sample to the salesman in attendance there. He looked at it on both sides. Then he said:
"We haven't any of this."
"I was told you had," said I.
"We had it, but we're out of it now. You'll get that goods at an upholsterer's."
I went across the street to an upholsterer's.
"Have you any stuff like this?" I asked.
"No," said the salesman, "we haven't. Is it for furniture?"
"Yes," I replied.
"Then Turkey red is what you want."
"Is Turkey red just like this?" I asked.
"No," said he; "but it's much better."
"That makes no difference to me," I replied. "I want something just like this."
"But they don't use that for furniture," he said.
"I should think people could use anything they wanted for furniture," I remarked, somewhat sharply.
"They can, but they don't," he said, quite calmly. "They don't use red like that. They use Turkey red."
I said no more, but left. The next place I visited was a very large dry-goods store. Of the first salesman I saw I inquired if they kept red calico like my sample.
"You'll find that on the second story," said he.
I went upstairs. There I asked a man:
"Where will I find red calico?"
"In the far room to the left. Over there." And he pointed to a distant corner.
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