"Thanks," said the editor, as he carelessly slipped it into his pocket. "Be here on Monday at six o'clock sharp."
Then with a jaunty air he touched his hat and walked rapidly around the corner.
"I think I will go around to Claflin's at once," decided Jed. "I may as well strike while the iron is hot."
CHAPTER XXII. JED MAKES TWO CALLS.
On Church Street Jed found an imposing-looking building which a passing policeman informed him was Claflin's place of business. The size rather impressed Jed, accustomed as he had been hitherto to the small stores in Scranton, but he felt that it was no time for diffidence. So he opened the outer door and entered.
He found himself in a scene of activity. The shelves were filled with goods, and behind the counters were numerous salesmen. No one took any notice of Jed at first till a tall, stout man, in walking across the room, espied him.
"Any one waiting on you, young man?" he asked.
"No," answered Jed.