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J. B. (unheeding her remark). You see, I’ve come all the way from Hatchville, State of Maine, to see if I could get a situation here in the city, and the fust thing is to get a boarding-place. What do you calc’late to charge me now? Don’t set it too high.

Mrs. J. The lowest-priced rooms we have left are fifteen dollars per week, with board.

J. B. Gewhittaker! That’s an all-fired big sum. You don’t mean that’s your lowest price.

Mrs. J. Certainly. This is a first-class house, and we do not take any boarders who can’t afford to pay our prices.

J. B. Wal, I don’t know what you call fust-class boarders, but marm boards the schoolmaster, and the editor of the paper, and I guess they aint second to nobody.

Mrs. J. (smiling). And what does she charge for board?

J. B. Wal, she charges jest two dollars a week. That’s what I call a reasonable price. But I knowed that prices were higher in the city, and I calc’lated I’d have to pay as much as five dollars; but to pay three times that, is more than I can stand. Why, the price of a year’s board would buy me a good farm down to Hatchville.