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Updated: June 26, 2025
Directly in front stood that labourer defrauded of his hire, that tool in the hands of guileful woman Isidore Belchatosky. "Now," Teacher began, "I want to hear nothing but the truth. Isidore, did you hit Eva?" "Yiss ma'an." "What for?" "For a kiss." "From whom?"
"Indeed, no, my dear," Miss Bailey assured him. "When I marry, you and Patrick and Morris shall be ushers monitors, you know. Now are you happy, you funny little chaps?" "Teacher, yiss ma'an," Morris sighed, as the bell rang sharply, and the aloof and formal exercise of the assembly room began.
"Did you, Sadie, descend so low as to barter kisses with Isidore Belchatosky?" "No ma'an," this with much scorn. "I wouldn't to kiss him; he's a scare-cat, und he tells out." "What did he tell?" asked Teacher. "He tells out how I say I kiss him a kiss so he make Eva a shiner. Und I wouldn't to do it. Never. So he gave me five cents even, I wouldn't to kiss no scare-cat."
These fashions pertain to none but Ma'an bin Zaidah! so let each one of us say somewhat of verse in his praise." Then quoth the first, "He heads his arrows with piles of gold, * And while shooting his foes is his bounty doled: Affording the wounded a means of cure, * And a sheet for the bider beneath the mould!" And quoth the second,
"Oh, yiss ma'an, I know," said Eva Gonorowsky. "The country is the Fresh Air Fund." "Then you've been there," cried Miss Bailey. "Tell us about it, Eva." "No ma'an, I ain't seen it," said Eva proudly. "I'm healthy. But a girl on my block she had a sickness und so she goes. She tells me all times how is the country. It's got grass stickin' right up out of it. Grass und flowers!
"And you fired on the dog to kill it," says the young lady, flashing out into anger. The old man stands his ground. "I had my orders, my lady," says he. "If I caught sight of e'er a dog unled to shoot un." "The man he belonged to did you not see him?" "No ma'an coom in my sight.
And then, with a quick memory of the note and of his anger: "Miss Bailey, who is this young man?" And Teacher, of whose hobbies Morris was one, answered warmly: "That is Morris Mogilewsky, the best of boys. He takes care of the gold-fish, and does all sorts of things for me. Don't you, dear?" "Teacher, yiss ma'an," Morris answered. "I'm lovin' much mit you.
"Teacher, no ma'an, Missis Bailey, I ain't got no scare over Krishts, on'y they ain't no friends for ladies. My papa says like that on my auntie, und my auntie she's married now mit a stylish floorwalker. We'm got a Krisht in our house for boarder, so I know. But you couldn't to know 'bout Krishts." "Yes, I do. They're very nice people." "No ma'an," said Morris gently.
We was moving und she couldn't to find her clothes. Yurs Resptphs, Her elders, Nathan Gonorowsky, Becky Ganurwoski. "Is Eva going far away?" asked Teacher. "Will she come to this school any more?" "Teacher, yiss ma'an, sure she comes; she lives now by my house. My uncle he lives by my house, too. Und my aunt." "And you're not angry with your cousin anymore?"
"Too much!" "One hundred." "Too much!" "Fifty." "Too much!" At last the Badawi came down to thirty dinars; but Ma'an still replied, "Too much!" So the Badawi cried, "By Allah, the man who met me in the desert brought me bad luck! But I will not go lower than thirty dinars."
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