lery are good for as much more. See here, Newton: I am going to put one of these red cardboard squares on all the lots I wish you to ship to me at Lancaster."
"Yes, sir," nodded Frank.
"Get some strong boxes and pack the stuff well, send by freight."
The hardware merchant now went from pile to pile, placing the red bits of cardboard on about two-thirds of the stuff.
"Aren't you going to take those needles?" inquired Buckner, noticing that his client had passed them by. "Why, there's fully a million of them."
"No use for them."
"And this big pile of apple corers?"
The hardware man shrugged his shoulders.
"No," he said plumply. "They busted Morton. If he couldn't make them go, I can't."
"And those other heaps of second-best stuff?" inquired Frank. "I should think they would sell for something."
"And spoil the sale of good-profit goods. No, no. That's poor business policy. I shall make double good as it is. Just dump the balance into some junk shop. Whatever you get for it you can keep, Newton."
"Oh, sir," interrupted Frank quickly, "you
