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I thought I?d just look at his?? ?Catch me ever buying any of StClare?s people! Spoilt niggers, every oneImpudent as the devil!? said the other ?Never fear that!? said the first?If I get ?em, I?ll soon have their airs out of them; they?ll soon find that they?ve another kind of master to deal with than Monsieur St?Pon my word, I?ll buy that fellowI like the shape of him ?You?ll find it?ll take all you?ve got to keep himHe?s deucedly extravagant!? ?Yes, but my lord will find that he can?t be extravagant with meJust let him be sent to the calaboose a few times, and thoroughly dressed down! I?ll tell you if it don?t bring him to a sense of his ways! O, I?ll reform him, up hill and down,?you?ll seeI buy him, that?s flat!? Tom had been standing wistfully examining the multitude of faces thronging around him, for one whom he would wish to call masterAnd if you should ever be under the necessity, sir, of selecting, out of two hundred men, one who was to become your absolute owner and disposer, you would, perhaps, realize, just as Tom did, how few there were that you would feel at all comfortable in being made over toTom saw abundance of men,?great, burly, gruff men; little, chirping, dried men; long-favored, lank, hard men; and every variety of stubbed-looking, commonplace men, who pick up their fellow-men as one picks up chips, putting them into the fire or a basket with equal unconcern, according to their convenience; but he saw no St A little before the sale commenced, a short, broad, muscular man, in a checked shirt considerably open at the bosom, and pantaloons much the worse for dirt and wear, elbowed his way through the crowd, like one who is going actively into a business; and, coming up to the group, began to examine them systematicallyFrom the moment that Tom saw him approaching, he felt an immediate and revolting horror at him, that increased as he came nearHe was evidently, though short, of gigantic strengthHis round, bullet head, large, light-gray eyes, with their shaggy, sandy eyebrows, and stiff, wiry, sun-burned hair, were rather unprepossessing items, it is to be confessed; his large, coarse mouth was distended with tobacco, the juice of which, from time to time, he ejected from him with great decision and explosive force; his hands were immensely large, hairy, sun-burned, freckled, and very dirty, and garnished with long nails, in a very foul conditionThis man proceeded to a very free personal examination of the lotHe seized Tom by the jaw, and pulled open his mouth to inspect his teeth; made him strip up his sleeve, to show his muscle; turned him round, made him jump and spring, to show his paces ?Where was you raised?? he added, briefly, to these investigations ?In Kintuck, Mas?r,? said Tom, looking about, as if for deliverance ?What have you done?? ?Had care of Mas?r?s farm,? said Tom ?Likely story!? said the other, shortly, as he passed onHe paused a moment before Dolph; then spitting a discharge of tobacco-juice on his well-blacked boots, and giving a contemptuous umph, he walked onAgain he stopped before Susan and EmmelineHe put out his heavy, dirty hand, and drew the girl towards him; passed it over her neck and bust, felt her arms, looked at her teeth, and then pushed her back against her mother, whose patient face showed the suffering she had been going through at every motion of the hideous stranger The girl was frightened, and began to cry ?Stop that, you minx!? said the salesman; ?no whimpering here,?the sale is going to begin And accordingly the sale begun Adolph was knocked off, at a good sum, to the young gentlemen who had previously stated his intention of buying him; and the other servants of the StClare lot went to various bidders ?Now, up with you, boy! d?ye hear?? said the auctioneer to Tom Tom stepped upon the block, gave a few anxious looks round; all seemed mingled in a common, indistinct noise,?the clatter of the salesman crying off his qualifications in French and English, the quick fire of French and English bids; and almost in a moment came the final thump of the hammer, and the clear ring on the last syllable of the word ?dollars,? as the auctioneer announced his price, and Tom was made overHe had a master! He was pushed from the block;?the short, bullet-headed man seizing him roughly by the shoulder, pushed him to one side, saying, in a harsh voice, ?Stand there, you!? Tom hardly realized anything; but still the bidding went on,?ratting, clattering, now French, now EnglishDown goes the hammer again,?Susan is sold! She goes down from the block, stops, looks wistfully back,?her daughter stretches her hands towards herShe looks with agony in the face of the man who has bought her,?a respectable middle-aged man, of benevolent countenance ?O, Mas?r, please do buy my daughter!? ?I?d like to, but I?m afraid I can?t afford it!? said the gentleman, looking, with painful interest, as the young girl mounted the block, and looked around her with a frightened and timid glance The blood flushes painfully in her otherwise colorless cheek, her eye has a feverish fire, and her mother groans to see that she looks more beautiful than she ever saw her beforeThe auctioneer sees his advantage, and expatiates volubly in mingled French and English, and bids rise in rapid succession ?I?ll do anything in reason,? said the benevolent-looking gentleman, pressing in and joining with the shop bids

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