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Shock and I set to work helping to unfasten the ropes, which were laced

in and out of the basket-handles, and through the iron stays, and

beneath the hooks placed on purpose about the cart, after which the

ropes were made into neat bunches by Ike, who passed them from hand to

elbow over and over and tied them in the middle, and then in a row to

the ladder of the cart

The baskets were just set free when the busy-looking

with a tall red-nosed fellow I noticed his red nose because it was the

same colour as a book he held, whose leather cover was like a bad

strawberry He had a little ink-bottle hanging at his buttonhole and a

pen in hishis hand upon the thin

e-baskets,

whose lids were tied doith tarred string over the caulifloith

which they were gorged

Then, as I stared at him, he put his hands on either side of hishis body up and down and

slowly turning round as he yelled out: "Strawby's! strawby's! strawby's!" over and over again

I looked up at Ike, whose face was as if cut out of any, it was so