Temporarily
of course.
A few days after this I had business in one of the great
departments. From the various signs over the doors of its various
offices and bureaus it always oddly reminded me of Stewart's or
Arnold and Constable's. You could get pensions, patents, and
plants. You could get land and the seeds to put in it, and the
Indians to prowl round it, and what not. There was a perpetual
clanging of office desk bells, and a running hither and thither of
messengers strongly suggestive of "Cash 47."
As my business was with the manager of this Great National Fancy
Shop, I managed to push by the sad-eyed, eager-faced crowd of men
and women in the anteroom, and entered the secretary's room,
conscious of having left behind me a great deal of envy and
uncharitableness of spirit. As I opened the door I heard a
monotonous flow of Western speech which I thought I recognized.
There was no mistaking it. It was the voice of the Gashwiler.
"The appointment of this man, Mr. Secretary, would be most
acceptable to the people in my deestrict.
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