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It was a lowering and gloomy night in the early part of the present / century. Mr. Edward Middleton, a gallant youth, who had but lately / passed his twenty-third year, was faring northward along the southern / part of that famous avenue of commerce, Clark Street, in the city of / Chicago, wending his way toward the emporium of Mr. Marks Cohen. / Suddenly the rain which the cloudy heaven had been promising for many / hours, began to descend in great scattered drops that presaged a heavy / shower. Mr. Middleton hastened his steps. It was possible that if the / dress-suit he wore, hired for the occasion of the wedding of his / friend, Mr. Chauncey Stackelberg, should become imbued with moisture / in the shower that now seemed imminent, Mr. Cohen, of whom he had / hired the suit, would not add to the modicum agreed upon, a charge for / pressing it. But if his own suit for everyday wear, which he was / carrying under his arm with the purpose of putting it on at good Mr. / Cohen's establishment, should become wet, that would be a serious / matter.