"Well, Noble," said his friend, "I don't hear yon raising any
objections."
"I haven't any," the boy replied promptly. "And the price is what you
said to me?" he queried, turning to the supervisor.
"Yes, that stands," his friend replied.
"All right, then," said Hamilton, "I'll take her."
The supervisor pulled out his pocketbook.
"I had an idea," he said, "that you were just boy enough to want the
mare when you saw her and to want her right away. I made out a check for
the amount, and you can make one out to me when you get ready," and he
handed the slip to the boy.
Hamilton started to thank him, but the supervisor cut him short.
"If you'll come to the office this afternoon," he said, "the clerk will
give you the schedules and papers all ready made out for your district.
Here's a typewritten copy of the lectures I've been giving to the
enumerators, and while I don't suppose you really need to, you had
better read it over and return it to me when you're through with it. Now
I'm going to leave you here with this gentleman," he added, nodding to
the owner of the horse, "and you can arrange with him about getting a
saddle and so forth for the mare.
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