I had not been there a day
before I was called upon to take care of a young man who was sick,
and after a few weeks charge of him I received in addition to my
board and expenses, three hundred dollars. I was now enabled to
clothe myself handsomely, and I did so and went to Newburyport,
where I remained several weeks and made a great deal of money.
In the spring I went to White River Junction, and while I was in the
hotel taking a drink with some friends, who should come into the
bar-room but the Lake Village tailor from whom I had borrowed the
overcoat which I had even then on my back. I was about to thank him
for his kindness to me when he took me aside and said reproachfully:
"Doctor, you wore away my overcoat and this is it, I think."
"Good heavens! didn't John Blaisdell pay you for the coat? He told
me he would; its little enough out of what he owes me."
"He never said a word to me about it," was the reply. I told the
tailor the circumstances; I did not like to let him to know that I
had then about seven hundred dollars in my pocket; I wished to
appear poor as long as there was a chance to collect any of my
Meredith and Lake Village bills; so I offered him three dollars to
take back the coat. He willingly consented and that was the last of
the "Blossom" business with the Blaisdells.
I was bound not to leave this part of the country without revisiting
Windsor, and I went there, stopping at the best house in the town,
and, I fear, "putting on airs" a little.
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