" Si sed: "Wall, Ezra, don't see as
thar's any need to crowd the mourners, can't
we dicker on it a little bit; I want cash fer
these brooms, Ezra, I don't want any store
trade fer 'em." Ezra sed: "Wall, I don't
know 'bout that, Si; seems to me that's a
gray hoss of another color, I always gin ye
store trade fer your eggs, don't I?" Si sed:
"Y-a-s--, and that's a gray hoss of another
color; ye never seen a hen lay brooms, did
ye? Brooms is sort of article of commerce,
Ezra, and I want cash fer 'em." Wall,
Ezra, he looked 'round the store and thot
fer a spell, and then he sed: "Tell ye what
I'll do, Si; I'll gin ye half cash and the other
half trade, how'll that be?" Si sed:
"Guess that'll be all right, Ezra. Whar
will I put the brooms?" Ezra sed: "Put
them in the back end of the store, Si, and
stack 'em up good; I hadn't got much room,
and I've got a lot of things comin' in from
Boston and New York." Wall, after Si had
the brooms all in, he sed: "Wall, thar they
be, five dozen on 'em." Ezra sed: "Sure
thar's five dozen?" Si sed: "Yas; counted
'em on the wagon, counted 'em off agin,
and counted 'em when I made 'em." So
Ezra sed: "Wall, here's your money; now
what do you want in trade?" Si looked
'round fer a spell and sed: "I don't know,
Ezra; don't see anything any of our folks
pertickerly stand in need on.
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