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Bramson," Abe cried, "ain't it a beautiful weather?" He seized the newcomer by the hand and shook it up and down. Mr. Bramson received the greeting solemnly. "Abe," he said, "I am a man of my word, ain't it? And so I come here to buy goods; but, all the same, I tell you the truth: I was pretty near going to Lapidus & Elenbogen's." "Lapidus & Elenbogen's!" Abe cried. "Why so?"
Believe me, he done us for more than that. Our Mr. Bramson will be in New York shortly, and will call to look at your line. Hoping we will be able to do business with you, Abe Potash laid down the letter with a sigh, while his thumb still rested caressingly on the open page of the mercantile agency book. "So he's going to send back the present!" he said.
It was headed, "The Advance Credit Clothing Company Marcus Bramson, Proprietor," and read as follows: MESSRS. POTASH & PERLMUTTER. GENTS: Your shipment of the 5th is to hand, and in reply would say that we are returning it via Blue Line on account Miss Tillie Bramson's engagement is broken. We understand that lowlife H. Maimin got into you for six hundred and fifty dollars.
"That man Marcus Bramson, proprietor, has a big heart, Mawruss. He's a man with fine feelings and a fine disposition, Mawruss. He's got a fine rating too, Mawruss seventy-five to a hundred thousand, first credit!" He closed the book almost lovingly. "D'ye think they would give the money back for that present, Mawruss?" "I don't know," said Morris.
Bramson went on; "but if it wasn't you it was your partner there, that Mawruss Perlmutter. Yesterday I seen him up to the Heatherbloom Inn, Abe, and I assure you, Abe, I was never before in my life in such a high-price place coffee and cake, Abe, believe me, one dollar and a quarter." He paused to let the information sink in. "But what could I do?" he asked.
At this juncture Morris appeared at the show-room door and beamed at Mr. Bramson, who looked straight over his head in cold indifference; whereupon Morris found some business to attend to in the rear of the store. "That's what I said," Mr. Bramson replied, "Lapidus & Elenbogen's; and you would of deserved it." "Mr.
It was Marcus Bramson the conservative, back-number Marcus Bramson and against him leaned a tall, stout person not quite as young as her clothes and wearing a large picture hat. Obviously this was not Mrs. Bramson, and the blush with which Marcus Bramson recognized Morris only confirmed the latter's suspicions. Mr.
"Lillian Russell!" he roared, and banged the show-room door behind him. For the remainder of the day Morris and Abe avoided each other, and it was not until the next morning that Morris ventured to address his partner. "Did you get it any word from Marcus Bramson?" he asked. "I ain't seen nor heard nothing," Abe replied.
"I heard it what you tell me now several times before already, Abe," he said; "and if you want it that Max Tuchman or Klinger & Klein or some of them other fellers should cop out a good customer of ours like Marcus Bramson, Abe, maybe you'll hang around here a little longer."
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