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88 stick up for your rights," and he nodded pleasantly and passed on.

When Matt reached the wagon he found Andy had not yet come back. He accordingly looked around, and seeing another restaurant about half a block further down the street entered it.

He found the proprietor behind the desk, laughing quietly to himself. He had heard of what had happened in his neighbor's place, and was immensely tickled thereby.

"Hullo! ain't you the boy that had the row with Mattison?" he exclaimed in surprise.

"I had some trouble with that man," said Matt. "But it was not my fault, I can assure you."

"You came out ahead, didn't you? Ha! ha! ha! It does me good to hear it. Tell me how the row started."

Matt did so, and was compelled to go into all the details, to which the man listened with keen interest.

"Served him right! He can get along with nobody. But you are a clever one, too."

"Thank you," replied Matt.

And then he began to talk business, showing up his somewhat bedimmed samples to the best possible advantage, and quoting prices in a manner that made the restaurant-keeper think he was an old hand at the business.