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Of the Talmud he knew very little, having preferred to play with his gentile friends to wasting his hours in the cheder. He had been known to eat trefa at the house of a goy, and with a fastidiousness that was without parallel in the annals of Kief, he had shaved off all of his beard, leaving only a jaunty little mustache. So it happened that his name became a terror to all pious Israelites.
"And dear old Princess Anne, how does she fare?" he had again turned to the Judge "how is the little river Wicomico no, I mean Manokin how does it flow? Does it flow benevolently? Does it abound in the best oysters I ever tasted? in tarrapin, too? How is she now? Goy!" "Are you on your way north, Brother Custis, or going home?" the keen, black-eyed Chief-justice asked. "No, my journey is ended.
A stooped bearded figure appears garbed in the long caftan of an elder in Zion and a smokingcap with magenta tassels. Horned spectacles hang down at the wings of the nose. RUDOLPH: Second halfcrown waste money today. I told you not go with drunken goy ever. So you catch no money. RUDOLPH: What you making down this place? Have you no soul?
Judge Custis was the first to speak after this extraordinary illustration: "Clayton, I believe he has a good case." "That is not the point now," Mr. Clayton said, with rising spirit and emphasis. "The point now is, 'Am I guilty of inhospitality? Goy! that touches me as a Delawarean, and is a high offence in this little state. It is true that this suitor is a stranger.
"No," answered Hulda, coming forward; "we are both preserved, my friend. But I must have made my bed in the forest this night if God had not directed me to you." As they clasped each other fondly, Senator Clayton exclaimed, "What? Doves among the rattlesnakes. Goy!"
Ridgely, pardon my patriotic enthusiasm! Look at a man, my friends, at last! Goy!" As the Judge listened to various affirmations of welcome, Mr. Clayton, with one eye winked and the other resting on Lawyer Frame, the ardent spirit of the bar, made the motion with his lips: "Cambridge?" "No; Princess Anne."
"Constable Neal, I'll shove them over the line to you!" spoke the Maryland officer. "Constable Wilson, look out when you lay on to old Patty: she may be loaded and go off," exclaimed the Delaware officer. "Doctor John Gibbons," spoke Clayton, "waste no time with them at the hearing in Seaford, but get horses and send them right to Georgetown jail; they are slippery as eels. Goy!"
Take him right up and give him water and make your son bresh him, and we'll send him the best julep in Kent County. Goy!" "De bes' room was Miss Sally's, Mr. Clayton," the old woman answered. A sudden change came over the highly prompt and sanguine face of the host; he hesitated, wandered in the eyes, and caught himself on the words: "No, give him the Speaker Chew room: that'll suit him best."
I was happy in every point but one the injury concealment worked upon her self-respect; for, Clayton, my mistress was my own cousin." "Goy!"
"Goy!" said Clayton, "they may have friends in the executive chambers at Annapolis. No, boys, act together, like patriots, as the Maryland and Delaware lads served in the same revolutionary brigade. Joe Johnson is due here at noon to-morrow: be careful not to disturb old Patty nor awaken her suspicions till he arrives. She is almost past doing evil, but he has a lifetime left to do it in."
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