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“That’s a fine chap!” said a man, suddenly stopping opposite to him, with his
hands in his pockets. “How old is he?”

“Ten months and a half,” said the mother.

The man whistled to the boy, and offered him part of a stick of candy, which
he eagerly grabbed at, and very soon had it in a baby’s general depository, to wit,
his mouth.

“Rum fellow!” said the man. “Knows what’s what!” and he whistled, and
walked on. When he had got to the other side of the boat, he came across Haley,
who was smoking on top of a pile of boxes.

The stranger produced a match, and lighted a cigar, saying, as he did so.

“Decentish kind o’ wench you’ve got round there, stranger.”

“Why, I reckon she is tol’able fair,” said Haley, blowing the smoke out of his
mouth.

“Taking her down south?” said the man.

Haley nodded, and smoked on.

“Plantation hand?” said the man.

“Wal,” said Haley, “I’m fillin’ out an order for a plantation, and I think I shall
put her in. They telled me she was a good cook; and they can use her for that, or
set her at the cotton-picking. She’s got the right fingers for that; I looked at ‘em.
Sell well, either way;” and Haley resumed his cigar.
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