CHAPTER XI 



SOMETHING ABOUT CLOTHES 



Wanting a Fit-out— Johnny Campbell's Order— He gets the BiU— A 

 Fancy for Shoes— On the Ocean without a Stitch 



I SPOKE just now of going off with Johnny Campbell 

 from Chicago to New Jersey. About a year after I first 

 went to him we were at Long Branch races, and I 

 determined that I must get some clothes : I wanted a 

 suit badly. I figured it out that I could go to Powell, 

 a tailor in New York, and give him so much down and 

 have enough for my expenses and a bit left in hand. 

 I knew the suit would cost sixty dollars and thought 

 the balance could be paid when the things were finished. 

 I hopped into the train and in the parlour car the 

 first man I saw was Johnny Campbell. He looked me 

 up and down with surprise : " And where are you going, 

 my lad ? " 



"Going to New York to get some clothes," I 

 answered as bold as brass, while looking for a seat. 



*' You're going to do what ? " he asked again. 



" Get some clothes," I repeated. " I'm sick of going 

 about hke this." 



The train had moved off and Johnny seemed amused. 

 Presently he called me over to him, and said, "That's 

 all right and I'll help you," and he wrote on the back 

 of a card to Powell : 



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Make Sloan what he wants and send the bill to me, 



''J. Campbell." 



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