Dodgeville chronicle. [volume] (Dodgeville, Wis.) 1862-current, 1872-02-02
MR. TABERNACLE,s DAUGHTER.

| lete, but was fashionable when Dickens
wrote "Oliver Twist "-as you eoule
find in the three kingdoms. He rose
early, and he went to bed late and hs
lived in the times when money was tx
be made.
| He did not confne himself to the sale
of garments, old or new, although the
nimble penny had an attraction fol
him but now and then Levy S. Davis
old 's e S. d." as they called him-ven
tured into buying rare and curious old
silver; crucifxes and altar plate he was
especially fond of; and, accompanied
by sweating and putting Anglo-Saxon
servant, carrying Heaven knows how
many ounces of old plate in q canvas
bag, Levy would venture far into the
lands of the Philistines, and sell his
wares to the West End silversniths.
"God bless me-what fine work v
cried Mr.. Borax, the eminent jeweler.
"Where did you get it from Mr.
Samuels?" II, gag 2
"That'z mi buziness, Sir; but know
you'll buy it. God bless me you know
fine piece O work when you sees it,
Sir. | always sez, sez I, If there is a
man who has fine nose for piece ol
good work, Muster Borax is the man.
And, Sir, Davis ish my name"
The end of it was that old e 8. d.
sold that for 25s. an ounce that he had
given only IS. for; while the crucifix.
upon which Mr.. Davis gloated with
peculiar pleasure, passed from Mr.. Davis
to Mr.. Borax, and from Mr.. Borax to
some great nobleman's house; and Mr.
Davis grew rich. Where did he get
these works of art 2 1t was in the old
time, and ships from beyond seas-espe-
cially from Spain and the Low Coun
tries-brought rare treasures, which
would now fetch ten times the price
they then fetched. w.
AS Mr.. Davis grew old, he who had
assisted at the spelling of many churches
bethought himself that he would enrich
his own; so he scraped more and more,
and took larger interest, and saved even
candles ends, till his neighbors won.
dered at his parsimony. Even his fa-
vorite son was mulcted of some part of
his education and Mr.. Samuel Davis
unior was taken from University Col
lege, London, and put into a lawyers
Office. AS this lawyer was under Mr..
Davis's thumb-he had foolishly been
joint security for defaulting client
young IS. d." had his articles presented
him gratis, upon paying for the stamps
only: and old "G s. d." chuckled with
pride as he thought that his son would
be a gentlemen by act of Parliament"
"S'help mo Benjamin interjected
KS. d." who in his hot youth had a
wicked wit, Otis the only way we can
be-" o
cod yer tongue-o'd yer tongue" J."
cried the old man. & We can buy 'em
up-buy 'em up
But this was little consolation to him.
His money increased marvelously, but
his trouble as we'll. His priest came
and read him the holy books and the
penitential psalms, and his heart was
smitten.
Sammy /" cried he, one day.
"Wot's the row ?" asked the young
limb of the law, who was practicing en-
crossing on some blue-lined draft-paper,
and irritating his fathers soul by using
it wastefully. 49, ..
"Such a bhoy " said Davis senior,
peevlshly. "There Amt no row-o'ny
there will be. Pm goin' to die" -,
"Time enough for that, father" re-
turned IS. d." junior, without lookin G
round.
"S'help me"
Bob,' said the boy, piously.
"rn leave it all to shtrangers, and
build tabernacle, if you amt good Il
"No, you WON'T" returned IS. d.
Junior. .%E#Es
He was quite right. He did not.
But he did build one end of a meet
ing-house, or synagogue, and he worried
alIhis brethren till he made them sub
scribe toward it, for which he took all
the credit; and henceforward he was
called "Old Tabernacle"
This act of faith gave him lease of
life; but in due time he slept with his
fathers, leaving IS. d. a gay young
fellow, with a taste for opera, flowers,
Covent Garden, fish dinners, and dry
wines. He was an admitted attorney,
but did not practice much, and had, in
deed, little need for work. But he took
a house in side street running out of
Piccadilly, and on the door he placed
the name of "Mr. Davis Tabernacle,
Solicitor 81
He thought the name q good one.
He hated the name and tribe of Levy,
| and abominated Samuels but Davis, he
presumed, was Welsh, and the surname,
| he asserted, he inherited from his
father. He was old Tabernacle, and his
son had been often in his lifetime called
young Tabernacle. q ~'sr IN ,e.s7
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/ Mr.. Davis Tabernacle, it is needless to
say, prospered. He was not suspected
of belonging to the ancient people Of
whom he was so unworthy as to be
ashamed; and, although he had but
one clerk, he was full of business. He
moved in society of peculiar sort
| plenty of lords and ladies, honorables,
and SO on, did he know-after manner
and he, as we have said, was accepted
as Christian attorney. There are two
or three sorts of Jews; the mealy Jew
the red or sanguine Jew, and the blue
black Israelite, who always has dark
blue mark round his shaven chin, and
the ladies of bis tribe have tendency
| to wear mustaches. Mr.. Tabernacle
was of the mealy kind had very REQ
lips, white skin, faxen hair, and silver
eyebrows and eyelashes. In those days
everybody did not wear mustaches-
which, had he worn, young Tabnernacle
would undoubtedly have dyed; and oul
solicitors early education at that great
university, which was then profanely
called Stink-o -malee," prevented hin
from tripping into Anglo-Judaic archa
isms in his speech. A Welshman ht
was, from the Welsh Tabernacles, to al
people except his wife. his daughter
and his own people.
| What thing is faith The son O
old E $. d." was ashamed of his peo