The Literary echo, and Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1851-1854, 1854-03-30
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Where is he ~
I" He is in the front store, sir, and has
been waiting some time"
Tell him l will be there directly,
Charles :" and Mr.. Sponge leisurely
adjusted bis crayat and walked out into
the front store.
"Good morning sir" said Mr.Sponge,
politely, for he thought he saw chance
for speculation.
I" Good mornin', responded the new
conner with a decidedly particular air.
|" I've called to see if you have on hand
or shall have any of the new kind of
grass seed that now is coming into so
much favor in the western part of this
State "
"We've all kinds, sir, timothy, red
top, ,northern and southern clover and"
Il know all those, sir. l allude to
a knew kind that is making a perfect
revolution in the hay business out there.
Why sir, it yields three times as much
as any other kind we have grows any
where, and grows so fast, why one man
has cut two heavy crops already, and l
presume will have another still"
What is its quality, sir" asked
Sponge, who was looking on all sides
81 can't say as to that" replied the
stranger. "All l know is that l would
like hundred bushels or so of it at
once, as there is so much excitement
about it. I should sell it all right
straight. But, sir, if you haven't got it,
| will look elsewhere"
"Stop a moment, my friend. What
would you be willing to pay for it, if /
could get you hundred bushels"
"Well 1 suppose it will retail at six
dollars. l would not wish to pay over
five for so large a quantity. / must
live you know
Certainly, sir, but if I can get this
seed for you this week, will it do To-
day is Tuesday, and by the way, what is
the name Of the article :"
"We call it Aaretop seed with us,
and that is the name it generally goes
by, I .hink," said the countryman. l
shall be in this place till Saturday morn
ing, and will call Friday evening, and
see if you have it, You would have no
trouble in selling cargo, as it is bling
so generally sought for. I hear that
The Vermont farmers are bringing the
seed to market. Good morning"
"Good morning, sir" said Sponge,
returning to his counting room.
Not two hours passed before the boy s
head popped into the door again.
Gentleman wants to see you, sir.'
"Who now" thought Sponge, i'm
patiently, for he did not like to be in
terrupted, but rose and went into the
store. As rough a looking customer as
ever walked the streets was the new
gentleman. Long bushy locks stuck out
from under an old bell crowned hat in
the most confused state possible. His
face was red, his beard certainly of two
weeks growth, his pants and cowhides
hi, coat was no doubt once his grand
fathers, and his vest was probably worn
in his boyhood. In one hand be car
ried big whip, and in the other pair
Of huge buckskin mittsns.
"Mornin,' square! I've jest called
in tu see ef you'd like tu 60 intu q
dicker with me this mornin'. I see you
are in thc line o. business kinder"
I" Do you wish to buy!"
T" Tarnation take it all, no, I wat tn
sell. You see / didn't come oil the
way from Vermont for nothin' so when
the clerks tclled me they'd wait on me !,
l up and telled them back, / wanted tu
see tho old man himself"
Certainly, SIR said Mr.. Sponge,
growing little nervous, but what
have you got to sell ?"
"Wall tu make long story short.
I've tu waggins out door there, and jest
fifty bushels Of Aaretop seed in each Of
'em."
Flaretop seed" exclaimed Sponge,
eagerly! show do you sell it ."
Last year twas worth three dollars
. bushel, but Is they're AKIN for it putty
sharp oil round, I think ! must have
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