"Thank you, sir; I will take this out in paper and wafers, if you
please. I want some particularly," said Ishmael.
Having received a half dozen sheets of paper and a small box of wafers,
the lad asked the loan of pen and ink; and then, standing at the
counter, he wrote a dozen circulars as follows: FOUND, A POCKET-BOOK.
On the Baymouth Turnpike Road, on Friday morning, I picked up a
pocketbook, which the owner can have by coming to me at the Hill
Hut and proving his property.
Ishmael Worth.
Having finished these, he thanked the bookseller and left the shop,
saying to himself: "I won't keep that about me much longer to be a constant temptation and
cross."
He first went and bought a quarter of a pound of tea, a pound of sugar,
and a bag of meal from Nutt's general shop for Hannah; and leaving them
there until he should have got through his work, he went around the
village and wafered up his twelve posters at various conspicuous points
on fences, walls, pumps, trees, etc.
Then he called for his provisions, and set out on his long walk home.