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"Sure! I'll see to it," said Poole.
This meant a great deal of trouble, first and last, what with the
charges and all. Finally, Welton tired of it.
"We've got to keep a store," he told Bob finally.
With characteristic despatch he put the carpenters to work, and sent for
lists of all that had been ordered from Sycamore Flats. A study of
these, followed by a trip to White Oaks, resulted in the equipment of a
store under charge of a man experienced in that sort of thing. As time
went on, and the needs of such a community made themselves more evident,
the store grew in importance. Its shelves accumulated dress goods, dry
goods, clothing, hardware; its rafters dangled with tinware and kettles,
with rope, harness, webbing; its bins overflowed with various
food-stuffs unknown to the purveyor of a lumber camp's commissary, but
in demand by the housewife; its one glass case shone temptingly with
fancy stationery, dollar watches, and even cheap jewelry. There was
candy for the children, gum for the bashful maiden, soda pop for the
frivolous young. In short, there sprang to being in an astonishingly
brief space of time a very creditable specimen of the country store.
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