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Updated: May 5, 2025
"Old Finklebaum would have taken the case out of my hands, and fooled me out of my hundred simoleons. I follows this gink around until he becomes sociable and sort of adopts me. I gets into his furnished room down on Eldridge court and searches it during his absence. There ain't no Little Brass God there!" "Did you ever get your eyes on it?" asked George. "Never!" was the reply.
"Wasn't that a dream about your seeing the Little Brass God?" asked Tommy as they walked along. "Sure not," was the reply, "we both saw it, didn't we?" "Well, whoever told you anything about the Little Brass God?" demanded Sandy. "How did you know there was a Brass God?" "Old Finklebaum told me. He said he'd give me a hundred dollars if I found it, so I started in to earn that mazuma."
"Old Finklebaum said he was just plumb ruined. He said he'd snatch Ikey bald-headed, and do a lot of other things to him, if he didn't walk right out into State street and bring back that Little Brass God. Holy Moses! You ought to have seen how scared Little Ikey was!" "Could he describe the man who bought the Little Brass God?" inquired George in a tone intended to be indifferent.
"So you really did find him?" questioned George. "Yes, I ran across him in a saloon down near Twelfth street, and stuck to him like a bulldog to a cat's back for two days and nights." "Why didn't you go and tell Finklebaum where he was, and let him do the watching? That's what you should have done!" "Not for mine!" answered the other.
"If I could just get my hands on that idiotic little plaything, I'd sneak back to old Finklebaum and get his hundred dollars so quick it would make his head swim." "His hundred dollars!" repeated George. "I thought I heard you saying last night if you got hold of the Little Brass God, you'd make him put up a thousand dollars for it!" "So I would, too," declared Thede.
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