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'I have the honour and pleasure now to render the real and sincere gratitude of my very much obliged thanks for Your grand gracious clement sympathical propitious merciful liberal compassionable cordial nobility of your real humane generous benevolent genuine very kind magnanimous philanthropy, which afforded to me a great redemption of my very lamentable desperate necessitous need, wherein I am at present very poor indeed in my total ruination by the cruel cynical Russia, therein is every day a daily tyrannous massacre and assassinate, here is nothing to do any more for me previously, I shall rather go to Bursia than to Russia.

Always Sir Asher Aaronsberg speaks of sending us back to Russia. 'He would, said Barstein grimly. 'But where is Bursia? Nehemiah shrugged his shoulders. 'Shall I know? My little Rebeccah was drawing a map thereof; she won a prize of five pounds with which we lived two months. A genial child is my Rebeccah. 'Ah, then, the Almighty did send you something.

I must sue by my quite humble and very instant entreaty Your noble genteel cordial humanity in my very hard troublous and bitter and sour vexations and tribulations to effect for my poor position at least a private anonymous prompt collection as soon as possible according to Your clement magnanimous charitable mercy of £15 if not £25 among Your very estimable and respectfully good friends, in good order to go in another country even Bursia to get my livelihood by my dental practice or by my other scientifick and philological knowledge.

Even I cannot earn here my daily bread by my perfect scientifick Knowledge of diverse languages, I know the philological neology and archaiology, the best way is for me to go to another country to wit, to Bursia or Turkey.

'You shall not go to Bursia, said Barstein in a burst of artistic fervour. 'Thirteen people cannot possibly get there for fifteen pounds or even twenty-five pounds, and for such a sum you could start a small business here. Nehemiah stared at him. 'God's messenger! was all he could gasp.

Where had those young men to turn but to me? Again Barstein felt his angelic reputation imperilled. He hastened to change the conversation. 'And why do you want to go to Bursia? he said. 'Why shall I want to go to Bursia? Nehemiah replied. 'You said so. Barstein showed him the letter. 'Ah, I said I shall sooner go to Bursia than to Russia.

'And cannot the Almighty support us in Turkey as well as in England? he asked. 'Yes, even in Bursia itself the Guardian of Israel is not sleepy. It was then that the word 'Luftmensch' flew into Barstein's mind. Nehemiah was not an earth-man in gross contact with solidities. He was an air-man, floating on facile wings through the æther.

Anyhow the dictionary was in distress again. Emigration appeared now the only salvation. But where in the world was Bursia? Possibly Persia was meant. But why Persia? Wherein lay the attraction of that exotic land, and whatever would Mrs. Silvermann and her overflowing progeny do in Persia? Nehemiah's original suggestion of Jerusalem had been much more intelligible.

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