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"This is a shoe that I'm intaducin'," the shoeman went on, "and every pair is warranted warranted numba two; don't make any otha size, because we want to cata to a strictly numba two custom. If any lady doos feel 'em a little mite too snug, I'm sorry for her, but I can't do anything to help her in this shoe." "Too snug !" came a gay voice from in-doors.
If the salesman cannot depend upon his friends, then he must find his customers among strangers. I remember a man selling children's shoes, out in Oregon, who had not been able to get a looker even in the town. He was talking to a little bunch of us, enumerating those on whom he had called. The last one he spoke of was the big shoeman of the town.
The girls cried out for joy, and the chef bore their mirth stoically, but not without a personal relish of the shoeman's up-and-comingness. "Want a hawss?" asked the shoeman with an air of business. "What'll you give?" "I'll give you thutty-seven dollas and a half," said the chef. "Sorry I can't take it. That hawss is sellin' at present for just one hundred and fifty dollas."
"'No, I guess not, said I. 'When I came in this morning you condemned me without giving me a full hearing and you weren't very nice about it, either, so I've just placed my line with your neighbor. I will show you the order I have just taken from him, said I, handing over my order book." "Well, that must have made you feel good," spoke up the shoeman.
"I'm out for the walk." He looked round furtively, and then put his hand on the side of the wagon, mechanically, as if to detain it, while he walked on. "Did you sell the slippers to the young lady?" "Well, not as you may say sell, exactly," returned the shoeman, cautiously. "Have you-got them yet?" asked the student. "Guess so," said the man. "Like to see 'em?" He pulled up his horse.
"No," growled Father, "wouldn't take over a third interest. Don't believe in demanding too much. Live and let live, that's my motto." "Yes, sir, and a fine motto it is, too," admired the shoeman. "What time is supper?" "... and before I get through with it I'll own a chain of shoe-stores from here to Indianapolis," said Father.
"Lo'd no!" said the shoeman, and he caught up the slack of his reins to drive on, as if he thought this amusing maniac might also be dangerous. Gregory stopped him with another question. "And shall will you think it necessary to speak of of this transaction? I leave you free!" "Well," said the shoeman.
"now there is a shoe, or call it a slippa, that I've rutha hesitated about showin' to you, because I know that you're all rutha serious-minded, I don't ca'e how young ye be, or how good-lookin' ye be; and I don't presume the'e's one among you that's eve' head o' dancin'." In the mirthful hooting and mocking that followed, the shoeman hedged gravely from the extreme position he had taken. "What?
"Oh yessss," breathed the flattered shoeman. "There's your shoes, Mr. Appleby. Four dollars, please. Thank you. And let me tell you, confidentially, you got the best bargain in the store. I can see with half an eye you've learned a lot about shoes. I suppose it's only natural, tramping and wearing them out so fast and visiting the big burgs and all " "Huh! Ought to know shoes.
The trader was buying other slaves to make a load. I escaped through the aid of a German shoemaker, who sold shoes to owners for slaves. "The German shoeman had a covered wagon, I was put in the wagon covered by boxes, taken to a house on South Sharp Street and there kept until a Mr. George Stone took me to Frederick City where I stayed until 1863, when Mr.
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