“Then Turkey red is what you want.”
“Is Turkey red just like this?” I asked.
“No,” said he; “but it’s much better.”
“That makes no difference to me,” I replied. “I want something just like this.”
“But they don’t use that for furniture,” he said.
“I should think people could use anything they wanted for furniture,” I remarked, somewhat sharply.
“They can, but they don’t,” he said, quite calmly. “They don’t use red like that. They use Turkey red.”
I said no more, but left. The next place I visited was a very large dry-goods store. Of the first salesman I saw I inquired if they kept red calico like my sample.
“You’ll find that on the second story,” said he.
I went upstairs. There I asked a man: