But dey'll take 'im off again an' dis ole heart'll break," she added, with a bursting sob.
"No, no, mammy, you shall have him, if money can accomplish it." "You buy 'im, darlin'?
Oh, your ole mammy can neber t'ank you 'nuff!" and a low, happy laugh mingled with the choking sobs.

"But dey'll ask heaps ob money." "You shall have him, let the price be what it will," was Elsie's assurance.

"See papa is bargaining with the captain now, for they look at Uncle Joe as they talk." Chloe regarded them with eager interest; yes, they were looking at Uncle Joe, and evidently speaking of him.
"By the way," Mr.Dinsmore remarked carelessly, "does Uncle Joe belong to you?
or is he merely a hired hand ?" "He's my property, sir." "Would you like to sell ?" "I am not anxious; he's a good hand, faithful and honest: quite a religious character in fact," he concluded with a sneer; "overshoots the mark in prayin and psalm-singing.

But do you want to buy ?" "Well yes; my daughter is fond of her old mammy, and for her sake would be willing to give a reasonable sum.

What do you ask ?" "Make me an offer." "Five hundred dollars." "Five hundred?
ridiculous! he's worth twice that." "I think not, he is old--not far from seventy and will soon be past work and only a burden and expense.