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"Indeed, madam, that is too little," replied the woman; "ten cents is the lowest at which I can sell them and make even a reasonable profit." "Well, say thirty-seven and a half for four boxes, and I will take them. It is only two cents and a half less than you ask for them." "Give me a fip, ma! there comes the candy-man!" exclaimed a little fellow, pressing up to the side of the lady. "Quick, ma!

He wasn't like old Hawkins, the grocer he'd as lief give you a rotten apple as not if he could smuggle it into the bag without you seeing him; and Kline the candy-man sometimes sold you old hard stuff mixed with the fresh. But Old Pete here he just worked honest and steady out in the open at a fixed wage and he did an honest job and was proud of it even if it was only sawing wood.

By this time the "candy-man" stood smiling beside the strawberry-woman. As he was counting out the fip's worth of candy, the child spoke up in an earnest voice, and said: "Get a levy's worth, mother, do, wont you? Cousin Lu's coming to see us to-morrow." "Let him have a levy's worth, candy-man. He's such a rogue I can't resist him," responded the mother.

Here, candy-man!" calling after an old man with a tin cylinder under his arm, that looked something like an ice cream freezer. The lady drew out her purse, and searched among its contents for the small coin her child wanted. "I havn't any thing less than a levy," she at length said. "Oh, well, he can change it. Candy-man, you can change a levy?"