The Pleasantville press. (Pleasantville, N.J.) 1912-1929, 1917-03-03

no, he don't! Stealth a bolt of blue
silk wot costs $26 is grand larceny, and
1t rests wild me whether or not you go
up for dis. See?"
Abe stared at him in stolid misery.
awake upw Max cried, poking him
in the ribs with his billy. oyer I'M
derstand de proposition"
Abe nodded slowly.
"Den come on, both of youse,' said
Max, and one more the trio faced the
sergeant.
He was now flanked by a stout, peak
browed person, whose most salient
features were a chrled mustache and a
diamond breastpin. In consideration
Of a ten dollar bill from Abe the peak
browed person furnished bail In the
penalty of $500 to insure Mr.. Potash's
appearance In the Essex Market police
court that afternoon to answer to the
charge of violating a corporation ordi-
nance.
And now get out Of here, all Of
you," said the sergeant after the trans
action vas complete.
Abe lost no time in making for the
door, but Aaron fingered.
"Mein sillik," he said, with a con-
ciliating smile. please, mister"
what silk cried the sergeant. 81
amt seen no silk"
blue sillik," said Aaron, showing no
disposition to leave.
Officer" Numbered the sergeant,
put this man Quit"
Max grabbed the shrinking Aaron by
the collar and rushed him to the door.
Then with one mighty kick he pro
PEELED him to the gutter.
"Give dat to your brudder Pincus,"
he called after him, land tell him II
was from MEL
Several days elapsed before the cloak
and suit establishment of Potash &
Perlmutter assumed its normal hive
like activity. Barney Grednberg again
held sway over the twenty-odd opera,
tors, with the perfect discipline that
Is engendered of ones brother being a
policeman, for the whole story of Abe'a
adventure on the east side had leaked
out, n not a man Of all Potash &
Perlmutter's employees but knew that
Abe's discolOred eyes resulted from the
prowess of Barney's brother, the DO
liceman.
AS for Abe, after he paid a fine of
$50 In the police court, he went home
to bed and stayed there for two days.
During the next week the skin around
his eyes varied c~hameleon-like in tones
of purple, plum color and green, until
it gradually faded to a smoky brown.
which bade fair to last for months.
Morris viewed these badges of his
partners misfortune with marked dis
approval.
Amt l told you, Abe" he said for the
twentieth time, you should forget
about that silk and get down to bust
ness? We not only lost the silk, but
you lost two days from the store, and
$40 you had to pay that loafer what
bailed you out. Also you pay $50 by
the court for nothing, and now Riff
k1n's brother says you should pay him
$25 for his silk which you took and
which he amt never got from the sta
ton house yet"
"Tll pay him $25, Mawruss!" Abe re-
piled with ironic emphasis. wait till
get a chance at that sucker. I'll fix
him, that THEIR
Morris shrugged impatiently.
"Schmoo-es, Abe!" he broke In. you
amt got no proof that he stole the
silk"
I'm surprised to hear you, Mawruss,
you should talk that way" said Abe.
after all the trouble what l got in. If
he amt took that silk, who did took 1t?
suppose l took 1t, Mawruss, or may
be l gave 1t away as a present-what?'
Miss Cohen, the bookkeeper, poked
her head into the show room doorway.
Murray, the packing box man. wants
to see you," she said.
That's another robber for you,M Nav
russ" said Abe. 1.-TWO weeks ago al
ready / sold him a dozen empty pack
ing cases from the cutting room while
you and Barney was out to lunch, and
he amt sent us a check yet. | d
he comes around now to claim deduc-
lions. Tell him to come in, Miss
Cohen"
Two minutes later a short red faced
man entered, bearing a large parcel
wrapped in brown paper.
Good morning, gentlemen" he said.
Then for the first time his eye rested
on Abe's discolored face. "Well, well,''
he went on, Il see you was to a we'd
din lately. | beer to some rousin' old
weddin's when l was a lad. Many a
good crack l got at a weddin' myself.
Although maybe it was a wake you
was at?"
81 don't know what you're talking
about" Abe growled, but if you mean
l got a couple blue eyes l may as well
tell you l got 'em for not minding my
own business, Murray. And anyhow,
Murray, what's the matter you amt
sent us a check for them packing
boxes already"
"It's like this, Mr.. Potash Murray
explained, starting to unpack the par
CELL 81 kept them packing boxes for