? ? ? ? "Why, what can you mean, my boy?"
? ? ? ? I says, "Don't you ask me no questions about it, please. You'll take it- won't you?" He says:
? ? ? ? "Well I'm puzzled. I's something the matter?"
? ? ? ? "Please take it," says I, "and don't ask me nothing- then I won't have to tell no lies."
? ? ? ? He studied a while, and then he says:
? ? ? ? "Oho-o. I think I see. You want to sell all your property to me- not give it. That's the correct idea."
? ? ? ? Then he wrote something on a paper and read it over, and says:
? ? ? ? "There- you see it says 'for a consideration.' That means I have bought it of you and paid you for it. Here's a dollar for you. Now, you sign it."
? ? ? ? So I signed it, and left. Miss Watson's nigger, Jim, had a hair-ball as big as your fist, which had been took out of the fourth stomach of an ox, and he used to do magic with it. He said there was a spirit inside of it, and it knowed everything.
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