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A real live baby, warranted to walk and talk a little. Who bids? A dollar? A REAL LIVE BABY GUARANTEE TO WALK AND TALK A LITTLE WHO BIDS A DOLLAR
, thinking he might indulge himself to that small extent. But Josiah Sloane had been commissioned by his wife to bring those flower-pots home to her; so Pa lost them. ‚ÄúThere, that‚Äôs all,‚ÄĚ said the auctioneer, wiping his face, for the day was very warm for October. ‚ÄúThere‚Äôs nothing more unless we sell the baby.‚ÄĚ A laugh went through the crowd. The sale had been a dull affair, and they were ready for some fun. Someone called out, ‚ÄúPut him up, Jacob.‚ÄĚ The joke found favour and the call was repeated hilariously. Jacob Blair took little Teddy Garland out of Martha‚Äôs arms and stood him up on the table by the door, steadying the small chap with one big brown hand. The baby had a mop of yellow curls, and a pink and white face, and big blue eyes. He laughed out at the men before him and waved his hands in delight. Pa Sloane thought he had never seen so pretty a baby. ‚ÄúHere‚Äôs a baby for sale,‚ÄĚ shouted the auctioneer. ‚ÄúA genuine article, pretty near as good as brand-new. TIL JUST AT THE LAST WHEN HE DID PUT ON A COLLECTION OF FLYERPOTS THINKING THAT HE MIGHT INDULGE HIMSELF TO THAT SMALL EXTENT BUT JOSIAH SLOANE HAD BEEN COMMISSIONED BY HIS WIFE TO BRING THOSE FLOWER POTS HOME TO HER SO POD LOST THEM THERE THAT'S ALL SAID THE AUCTIONEER WIPING HIS FACE FOR THE DAY WAS VERY WARM FOR OCTOBER THERE IS NOTHING ELSE UNLESS WE SELL THE BABY LAUGH WENT THROUGH THE CROWD THE SALE HAD BEEN A DULL AFFAIR AND THEY WERE READY FOR SOME FUN SOME ONE CALLED PUT HIM UP JACOB THE JOKE FOUND FAVORITE AND THE CALL WAS REPEATED HILARIOUSLY JACOB BLAIR TOOK LITTLE TEDDY GARLAND OUT OF MARTHA'S ARMS AND STOOD HIM UP ON THE TABLE BY THE DOOR STEADYING THE SMALL CHAP WITH ONE BIG BROWN HAND THE BABY HAD A MOB OF YELLOW CURLS AND A PINK AND WHITE FACE AND BIG BLUE EYES HE LAUGHED AT THE MEN BEFORE HIM AND WAVED HIS HANDS IN DELIGHT PAST LOAN THOUGHT HE HAD NEVER SEEN SUCH A PRETTY BABY HERE'S A BABY FOR SALE SHOUTED THE OCCIERE A GENUINE ARTICLE PRETTY NEAR AS GOOD AS BRAN NEW
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