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"When I come down Feinholz's street this morning, Mawruss, it looked like Johnstown after the flood. I bet yer Feinholz ain't making enough in that store just now to pay electric-light bills." "I don't know about that, Abe," said Morris. "Louis carries a mighty attractive line in his winders.

"Come, Abe," he said, "we'll take Feder's advice." "Feder's advice?" Feinholz repeated. "You mean that feller what I seen it in your store this morning?" "That's what I mean," Morris replied. "Feder says to us we should take it his lawyers, McMaster, Peddle & Crane, and he would see to it that they wouldn't charge us much." Feinholz smiled.

Morris eyed the cape for one hesitating moment, and then he sprang to his feet and snatched it from the astonished saleswoman. "You tell the customer," he said, "that this here cape ain't for sale." He rolled it into a tight bundle and thrust it under his coat. "Now, Feinholz," he declared calmly, "I got you just where I want you.

Yes, Mawruss, when I sell goods to a feller like Feinholz, Mawruss, I'm afraid for my life until I get my money." "Well, you needn't be afraid for Feinholz, Abe," said Morris, "because, in the first place, the feller has got a fine rating; and then again, he couldn't fire them goods back on us because, for the price, there ain't a better-made line in the country."

"Them suckers only made that kick because they thought they couldn't sell nothing in wet weather. Any other kicks, Mawruss?" "Yes," Morris replied shortly. Abe looked up. "Louis Feinholz!" he gasped. Morris nodded and handed Abe a letter. GENTS: Your shipment of this date arrived and we must say we are surprised at the goods which you sent us.

What's the use witnesses when all Feinholz has got to do is to get Henry D. Feldman to make theayter acting over that sample? For you know as well as I do, Abe, anyone would see that them garments is doch, anyway, a cheap imitation of that winder sample, Abe." At this juncture Jake, the shipping clerk, entered. "Mr.

"Ain't you getting touchy all of a sudden, Mawruss?" Feinholz cried excitedly. "You had no business to deliver them goods in such rotten weather. You know as well as I do that I couldn't use them goods till fine weather sets in, and now I want 'em, and I want 'em bad." "Is that so?" Morris replied. "Why, I thought them garments was no good, Feinholz. I thought them capes wasn't up to sample."

They are in no respect up to sample which we keep pending a settlement of any differences which we might have in respects to this matter. Yours truly, L. FEINHOLZ. Dic LF to RC "What does that sucker mean, Mawruss?" Abe asked. "We ain't sent him no sample of them capes, Mawruss. We made 'em up according to his instructions, Mawruss. Ain't it?" Morris nodded solemnly and again Abe read the letter.

Feinholz cried. "Because them goods got burned up on our freight elevator this morning," Morris replied. "What!" Feinholz gasped. "That's what I said," Morris concluded; "and if you excuse me I got some business to attend to." Feinholz turned and almost staggered from the store, while Morris joined his partner and Sam Feder in the firm's office.

We're going to fire that policy back on him, Abe, because I got it here a policy for ten thousand dollars which Rudy Feinholz just brought it me, Abe, and we are insured in a good American company, Abe, the Farmers and Ranchers' Insurance Company, of Arizona." Abe shrugged his shoulders. "Why should we insure it a stock of cloaks and suits by farmers and ranchers, Mawruss?" he asked.