"We haven't any Turkey-red calico left," she said, "but we have some very nice plain calicoes in other colors." "I don't want any other color. I want stuff to match this." "It's hard to match cheap calico like that," she said. And so I left her. I next went into a store a few doors farther up the street. When I entered I approached the "floor-walker," and handing him my sample, said: "Have you any calico like this?" "Yes, sir," said he. "Third counter to the right." I went to the third counter to the right, and showed my sample to the salesman in attendance there. He looked at it on both sides. Then he said: "We haven't any of this." "I was told you had," said I. "We had it, but we're out of it now. You'll get that goods at an upholsterer's." I went across the street to an upholsterer's. "Have you any stuff like this?" I asked. "No," said the salesman, "we haven't. Is it for furniture?" "Yes," I replied. "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: "Where will I find red calico?" "In the far room to the left. Over there." And he pointed to a distant corner. I walked through the crowds of purchasers and salespeople, and around the counters and tables filled with goods, to the far room to the left. When I got there I asked for red calico. "The second counter down this side," said the man. I went there and produced my sample. "Calicoes downstairs," said the man. "They told me they were up here," I said. "Not these plain goods. You'll find 'em downstairs at the back of the store, over on that side." I went downstairs to the back of the store. "Where will I find red calico like this?" I asked. "Next counter but one," said the man addressed, walking with me in the direction pointed out. "Dunn, show red calicoes." Mr. Dunn took my sample and looked at it. "We haven't this shade in that quality of goods," he said. "Well, have you it in any quality of goods?" I asked. "Yes; we've got it finer." And he took down a piece of calico, and unrolled a yard or two of it on the counter. "That's not this shade," I said. "No," said he. "The goods is finer and the color's better." "I want it to match this," I said.