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of admirers before Fanny Twist's Millinery Shop on lower Main Street. " I have been with a Chinese woman, and an Italian, and with one from South Amer- ica." He took a puff of his cigar and spat on the sidewalk. " I'm out to get what I can out of life," he declared. " I'm going back and I'm going to make a record. Before I get through I'm going to be with a woman of every nationality on earth, that's what I'm going to do." Joseph Wainsworth the harness maker, who had been the first man in Bidwell to feel the touch of the heavy finger of industrialism, could not get over the effect of the conversation had with Butterworth, the farmer who had asked him to repair harnesses made by machines in a factory. He became a silent dis- gruntled man and muttered as he went about his work in the shop. When Will Sellinger his apprentice threw up his place and went to Cleveland he did not get another boy but for a time worked alone in the shop. He got the name of being disagreeable, and on winter afternoons the farmers no longer came into his place to loaf. Being a sensitive man, Joe felt like a pigmy, a tiny thing walking always in the presence of a giant that might at any moment and by a whim destroy him. All his life he had been somewhat off-hand with his customers. " If they don't like my work, let 'em go to the devil," he said to his apprentices. " I know my trade and I don't have to bow down to any one here." When Steve Hunter organized the Bidwell Plant-Set- ting Machine Company, the harness maker put his sav- ings, twelve hundred dollars, into the stock of the com- pany. One day, during the time when the factory was