We did not make any extra exertion to find the owner.

Andrews was in sore need of clothes himself, but my necessities were so much greater that the generous fellow thought of my wants first.

We examined the garment with as much interest as ever a belle bestowed on a new dress from Worth's.

It was in fair preservation, but the owner had cut the buttons off to trade to the guard, doubtless for a few sticks of wood, or a spoonful of salt.
We supplied the place of these with little wooden pins, and I donned the garment as a shirt and coat and vest, too, for that matter.

The best suit I ever put on never gave me a hundredth part the satisfaction that this did.