“That’s it, as white as George Washington’s Sunday-go-to-meetin’ wig and as sound as the all-mighty dollar! That’s paint!” he said proudly. “That’s paint that’ll cover just about anything!” He looked as though I had expressed a doubt and I hurried to say, “It’s certainly white all right.” “White! It’s the purest white that can be found. Nobody makes a paint any whiter. This batch right here is heading for a national monument!”
