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“Well, stranger, what will you take?” “Well, now,” said Haley, “I could raise that ar chap myself, or get him raised; he’s uncommon likely and healthy, and he’d fetch a hundred dollars, six months hence; and in a year or two, he’d bring two hundred, if I had him in the right spot;- so I shan’t take a cent less nor fifty for him now.” “O stranger! that’s rediculous, altogether,” said the man. “Fact!” said Haley, with a decisive nod of his head. “I’ll give thirty for him,” said the stranger, “but not a cent more.” “Now, I’ll tell ye what I will do,” said Haley, spittin again, with renewed deci- sion. “I’ll split the difference, and say forty-five; and that’s the most I will do.” “Well, agreed!” said the man, after an interval. “Done!” said Haley. “Where do you land?” “At Louisville,” said the man. “Louisville,” said Haley. “Very fair, we get there about dusk. Chap will be asleep,- all fair,- get him off quietly, and no screaming,- happens beautiful,- I like to do everything quietly,- I hates all kind of agitation and fluster.” And so, after a transfer of certain bills had passed from the man’s pocket-book to the trader’s he resumed his cigar. It was a bright, tranquil evening when the boat stopped at the wharf at Louis- ville. The woman had been sitting with her baby in her arms, now wrapped in a |
