to which it would be next to impossible to attract a crowd.
At the appointed time he walked to the spot where he was to meet Andy. His partner was waiting for him, a smile resting on his pleasant face.
"Any luck, Matt?" he asked.
"None."
"I've struck something that I imagine will just suit us. Come on and look at it."
The two hurried to the place Andy had in mind. It was, indeed, a good store, and just in the right spot, and ten minutes later they were on the way to hunt up the landlord and rent the place.
It was no easy matter to find the person for whom they were seeking, and it was well along in the afternoon before the man who owned the building was found. He agreed to let them have the store for four days for ten dollars, and the bargain was closed on the spot.
Then they returned to the store and cleaned it up as best they could, and at a little after five o'clock locked up and started back to Phillipsburg to ascertain if their cases of goods had yet arrived.
The walk across the bridge did not take long, and the freight depot was close at hand.
"Why, where is the horse and wagon?" cried
