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ather. "_Aber_ it should be colder," he concluded, "for heavyweights." "Are you in the clothing business?" the stranger asked. "I got a sort of a store," Sam replied; "clothing and cloaks, and suits also. A dry-goods store in Cyprus." "In Cyprus?" Sam's seatmate cried. "You don't tell me? I'm going down to Cyprus too." "My fall buying is through," Sam said. "I'm not selling goods this trip," the stranger replied. "I'm on a vacation." "A vacation!" Sam murmured. "In Cyprus! That's a _medeena_ for a vacation." "There are worse places than Cyprus, my friend," said Sam's new-found acquaintance; and thereat began a conversation that lasted until the train finally drew into Cyprus. "Would you mind telling me what is your name, please?" Sam asked as they prepared to leave the car. "Certainly," the stranger said, handing his card to Sam. "Kirschner!" Sam exclaimed, looking at the card. "Kirschner, _von unsere Leute_?" "Sure!" Max Kirschner replied. "Did your father once run a store under the opera house here?" "That's right." "And after he died the widder sells out to a man by the name Marcus Senft?" "The same one," Max replied. "Why do you ask?" "Because I bought out that feller, Marcus Senft," Sam replied, "and I got on my books yet debts which your mother sold to Senft for twenty-five cents on the dollar--and he sold to me for ten cents." "I'll bet I know who owes 'em, too," Max commented. "You could look 'em over if you want to," Sam said as they started to walk down the hilly lane from the depot to the main street. "I will after I've washed up at the hotel," Max answered. "Hotel?" Sam exclaimed. "What d'ye mean, hotel? You ain't going to no hotel. You're coming home with me. A feller _von unsere Leute_ should come to Cyprus for a vacation and stay at a hotel! An idee!" He linked his arm in Max's and together they walked to Sam's store. "We'll take a look in here first before we go up to the house," Sam said as he opened the door. The next moment Sam Green was clasped to the ample bosom of Leah Green, who glanced inquiringly at Max Kirschner. "Mommer," Sam announced, "this is Mr. Max Kirschner, which he ought to be like an old friend on account he was born and raised in this here town and his father run this very store." Max looked around him at the shelves and showcases. "The same fixtures," he muttered absently. "He is only in town for a couple of days, mommer,
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