ten censured himself for having trusted me to so much;
but he was now only too sorry that it hadn't been a great deal more, as
it was the first and only money he had ever drawn interest on, and in
consequence had never realized how fast it accumulated.

After settling everything up in full, I let Mr. Keefer have, at his
request, one hundred and fifty dollars, and proceeded on to New York. I
called at my uncle's store immediately, for the first time since my
three weeks' stay with him when a boy. He was away on a business trip,
but "the old stand," with all its fixtures, looked exactly as they did
the day I left, seventeen years before.

There seemed to be no necessity, however, for any change, as trade
appeared to be more brisk than ever. I was anxious to meet my uncle and
have him go with me to the manufacturers' offices and introduce me, but
as he would not be home for a couple of days I considered life too short
to wait, and concluded to introduce myself.

I went down town, and the first man I met in Maiden Lane was a traveling
agent, a Mr. Medbury, who visited Chicago regularly, and who recognized
me while I was standing on the corner, reading signs and looking for
numbers. He came up and asked if I wasn't the fellow who carried off the
bulk of Mr. Streicher's store in my endeavor to establish a credit. I
told him I was. He then took me into the office of his firm, S. & B.
Lederer, and after introducing me, went on to recount what Mr. Streicher
used to say whenever I visited his store.

This man, Streicher, was a little sharp Hebrew, who was always looking
for the best end of the bargain, but would sell goods cheaper than any
other wholesaler in the country. I saw his nature at once, and
immediately became as aggressive as possible, and always ready to take
my own part. The result was, it seems, that I succeeded in making it
very unpleasant for him. The boys used to relate that whenever my name
was mentioned, he would throw up both hands and say:

"Oh, mine Gott! Every time dot fellow come in mine store he drive me
crazy. I lose my head. He carry off all my nice goods and tell me to
charge; and when I say I don't do it, he say, 'I trow you out dot
tree-story window;' and if my clerks don't suit him he discharge them
and hire new ones; if I don't buy to suit him when agents call, then he
buy to suit himself and charge to me. To the devil with such a man!"

After receiving an introduction to this firm, I presente