"Try it, then."
"Thirty dollars," ventured Hal, rather hesitatingly. "Though I don't believe it is as much as that."
"Thirty-two dollars; and the same man has spoken for your next lot. They were about the handsomest chickens in the market."
"Oh! isn't that splendid?" said Hal. "Why, I can hardly believe it!"
"There's the money. I've always observed that there's no eye-salve like money;" and Mr. Kinsey laughed.
"You ought to have something for your trouble."
"No, my fine little fellow. I shall only take out the freight. I'm glad to see you so energetic; and I do hope you will prosper as well in every thing you undertake."
Hal thanked Mr. Kinsey again and again, and insisted that he should come over and do some work for the farmer; but that gentleman only laughed.
"Have your second lot ready on Tuesday evening," said he, as he wished them good-day.