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I will tell Miriam and Daniel and my husband." "Dat's right. Nechemyah, don't dance on de good lady's chair. Did you hear, Mrs. Hyams, of Mrs. Jonas's luck?" "No." "I won her eleven pounds on the lotteree." "How nice," said Mrs. Hyams, a little fluttered. "I would let you have half a ticket for two pounds." "I haven't the money." "Vell, dirty-six shillings! Dere! I have to pay dat myself."
"I was very glad you and your people didn't come; dere was noding left except de prospectuses of the Hamburg lotteree vich I left laying all about for de guests to take. Being Shabbos I could not give dem out." "We were sorry not to come, but neither Mr. Hyams nor myself felt well," said the white-haired broken-down old woman with her painfully slow enunciation.
"My brother in America has won a thousand pounds on the lotteree and he invites me and Beenah to come and live with him." "Your brother in America!" repeated his children staring. "Why, I didn't know you had a brother in America," added Miriam. "No, while he was poor, I didn't mention him," replied Mendel, with unintentional sarcasm. "But I've heard from him several times.
If my poor lambkin had been alive now, she would have been a great-grandmother. My eldest grandchild, Hertzel, has a talent for the fiddle. A gentleman is paying for his lessons, God be thanked. I suppose you have heard I won four pounds on the lotteree. You see I have not tried thirty years for nothing! If I only had my health, I should have little to grumble at.
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