Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1915-11-02

Pincus smiled and shrugged his shout
ders. His English was rather weak,
and he relied great deal upon gesture.
you're Ri1kin. amt yer7' Max went
on.
SURE" said Pincus.
Max thrust his chin out until It was
at least six inches In advance Of the
rest Of his body.
"Who pinched the silk2" he beloved.
"Sillik?" said Pincus. "What sillikf"
"G'wanr' Max roared. "You amt
never seen no silk, have your You
don't know narten about It, do your
Maybe dis'll make you remember"
He threw back his right arm and,
clinching his fist aimed straight for
the point of Pincus' jaw. Unfortunate
ly for Max and fortunately for Pincus,
the patriarchal beard obscured reced-
ing chin, and what was intended for
crashing blow glanced harmless past
the side Of Pincus' neck and nearly dis
located Max's shoulder.
Then 1t was that the spirit Of Judas
Maccabeus became reincarnated in the
frame Of Pincus Rifkin. With shout
that echoed through the cloak and suit
establishment Of Potash & Perlmutter,
be leaped upon the astonished Max
Greenberg. After the dust settled. It
required the combined efforts Of the
twenty odd operators to pry him loose
from Max's throat
They sent around the corner for a
doctor, who resorted to artificial respir-
alton before Max Greenberg recovered
sufficiently to 60 home In cab at
Potash & Perlmutter's expense, but
the moral influence Of having a police
man for brother was dissipated, per-
haps forever, In the minds Of those
twenty odd operators In the cutting
room.
"Of course he stole the silk, Nav
russ" said Abe the next morning, as
they discussed the affray. otherwise
why should he try 70 murder Barney's
brother? Amt it?'
Maybe Barney's brother hit him
first, Abe" Morris suggested.
"Barney's brother is a policeman,
Mawruss," Abe went on; "and you
know us well as do, Mawruss, that n
policeman Is loafer. But Rifkln
comes from decent, respectable people
In the old country. and his father Is
rabbi. Amt It? So why should Rifkin
fight like policeman fights? A fel-
ler which he acts like policeman is a
thief, too, bet yer"
Morris lit a cigar and puffed away
with sour expression on his face.
II guess, Abe" he said, wed better
forget all about this here silk and get
, down to business"
Forget about 1t, Mawrussf" Abe
repeated. Forget nothing! suppose,
Mawruss, $500 amt nothing to you,
Mawruss. suppose you pick $500
up in the street, Mawruss. No, stree,
Mawruss, l amt no policeman, and l
amt no rabbits son. neither, Mawruss.
But l guess got little gumption, too,
and I'll get back that silk If l have to
take Rifkin's brother myself and shake
the silk out Of him"
The exterior Of Aaron Rlfkins store
little betrayed the prosperity Of the
business transacted within. for en-.
trance was had through narrow slit
between a soda water stand and fish
stall. Above this aperture, however,
hung an elaborate sign, on which ap-
peared In gilt letters the English word
Remnants" spelled phonetically In
struggling Hebrew characters. If this
had not been sufficient to guide Abe's
footsteps squarely in the entrance
stood replica Of Pincus Rifkin, with
flowing beard and apologize smile
complete.
Abe elbowed his way past Pincus'
brother into the dark store and made
straight for the counter.
"Nu," said Aaron, what can l do fol
your
Some silk want to see it." Abe re
piled.
"Sillikg Aaron murmurad. "Whal
for sillik you would like2"
"Black silk" said Abe.
Aaron went behind the counter and
pulled down a roll Of silk.
Here is black sillik." he said; "good
black silk"
"How much Is there here" Abe
asked
"Dreissig yard" said Aaron.
Thirty yards, heyT' Abe rejoined
"What you done with the rest"
"The rest =" Aaron exclaimed. "What
dye mean-the rest? There amt nc
rest. That's all there Is Of It."
Abe picked up the silk and put 1t un
der his arm.
Half loaf Of bread,' he said. "is
better as no bread Mt ALL" and he turn
| ed and walked calmly out Of the store
"Hey, mister" Aaron yelled franti
cally, but Abe kept steadily on, and ht
had reached the corner Of Eldridge
street before Aaron could scrambl.
over the counter.
"Po-lee- -eeceF' Aaron howled. "Po
lee-eece!'
At once the cry was taken up By Q
hundred voices until 1t was borne to
Max Greenberg, who was summing him
self In front Of the public school O
block away. He secured fresh grip
on his club, and, taking pushcarts two
at a jump. bounded toward the corner
Of Eldridge street.
At this juncture Abe committed q
breach Of judgment. Had he pro-
ceeded down the street as deliberately
as he had quilted Aarons store, no one
would have suspected him to be the
quarry of the ensuing chase. The I'M
pulse to run was too strong, however,
and he took to his heels just as Max
Greenberg hove into sight The next
moment he tripped over rejected head
Of cabbage, and his nemesis, In the
person Of Max, was literally upon him.
II Max's aim had been poor on the
previous day, there were at least no
errors Of craftsmanship ON this oc-
casion, and when Abe was arra1gned
before the desk sergeant in the Ed
ridge street police station, one Of bis
eyes was completely closed, while the
other was reduced to a mere slit
Comes this here loafer into mein
s+oyo - esid Aaron 'aand saws he wants