"That's true," I answered, "but they can't buy our kind at any drug store."
He laughed, and said he guessed I'd find people in that country up to the times.
"Very well, then, so much the better, if they are, for they'll want something new; and I don't think there has been any one along selling them ounce bottles of copal varnish for fifty cents!"
No, he said he hadn't heard of any one doing so, and didn't think it could be done.
I insisted it could be done.
We then called on the druggist, who had plenty of varnish, but only four empty bottles in stock.
We got a tin pail, and bought one gallon of varnish and the four bottles.
The druggist exhibited some brushes, saying we would have to use one to apply the varnish while showing it up.
"No, thank you," I replied. "All I want is a piece of Canton flannel. It won't do to apply it with a brush. I understand your people here are up with the times. If so, they want something new."