“Well, we ain’t gwine nower, master; we’s peddlin’ tobacco roun.”
“Where did you come from?”
“From Rockingham County, Norf Car’lina, master.”
“How long have you been coming from there?”
“’Twill be seven weeks, to-morrow, sar, sin we leff home.”
“Have you most sold out?”
“We had a hundred and seventy-five boxes in both waggons, and we’s sold all but sixty. Want to buy some tobacco, master?” (Looking up.)
“No, thank you; I am only waiting here, while the coach changes. How much tobacco is there in a box?”
“Seventy-five pound.”
“Are these the boxes?”