"
"Mine's shut," said Abner; "now, what do I git? That job in the grocery
store that you promised me?"
"Well, you see," said Strout, "when I made yer that promise, I expected
to own the whole store, but now, yer see, Maxwell will want ter pick one
of the men."
"Yis, I see," said Abner; "but that leaves one fer you to pick, and I'm
ready to be picked."
"Yes, I know," answered Strout; "but the work is goin' to be very hard,
liftin' barrels and big boxes, and I'm afraid you couldn't stand it very
long."
A disappointed look came over Abner's face; he mused for a moment, then
he broke out, "Yes, I see; I'm all right for light work, sech as tellin'
lies 'bout people and spyin' out their actions, and makin' believe I've
seen things that I never heard of, and hearin' things that were never
said; but when it comes to good, clean, honest work, like liftin'
barrels and rollin' hogshead's, the other feller gets the job. All
right, Professor!" said he, getting up and walking towards the door;
"when you want anythin' in my line, let me know." And he went out and
slammed the door behind him.
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