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The Conjurer's Revenge 105

The old man grinned in appreciation of her solicitude, and seated himself somewhat awkwardly.
"Julius," I remarked, " I am thinking of setting out scuppernong vines on that sand-hill where the three persimmon-trees are ; and while I'm working there, I think I'll plant watermelons between the vines, and get a little something to pay for my first year's work. The new railroad will be finished be the middle of summer, and I can ship the melons North, and get a good price for them."
"Ef you er gwine ter hab any mo' ploughin' ter do," replied Julius, "I 'spec' you 'll ha' ter buy ernudder creetur, 'ca'se hit 's much ez den hosses kin do ter 'ten' ter wuk dey got now."
"Yes, I had thought of that. I think I'll get a mule; a mule can do more work, and does n't require as much attention as a horse."
"I would n' 'vise you ter buy no mule,"