Potash & Perlmutter: Their Copartnership Ventures and Adventures

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Grosset & Dunlap Publishers, 1911 - Jews - 413 pages
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This book is wonderful. I've read some books in this series. Mr. Glass was so sucinct in his wording you can hear the accents of the people of old New York city - of the many Jews and Syrians who were in this trade. It's wonderful a great read and you will laugh at the humor!

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Page 90 - They must be out. Ain't it?" Abe suggested. Morris faced about and knocked on the opposite door, with a similar lack of response. "I guess they go out to work and lock up their rooms," Morris explained. "We should have came here after seven o'clock." They walked to the end of the hall and knocked on the door of one of the two rear apartments. "Come!
Page 19 - Me, I am waiting here for somebody," Morris replied. "Bring me a glass of water and we will give our order later." "Right away!" said Louis, and hustled off to fill Abe Potash's order, whereat Abe selected a dill pickle to beguile the tedium of waiting. He grasped it firmly between his thumb and finger, and neatly bisected it with his teeth. Simultaneously the pickle squirted, and about a quarter of a pint of the acid juice struck Morris Perlmutter in the right eye. "Excuse me,
Page 403 - Yes, Mr. Marks," he said, after he had seated his visitor in the easiest chair in the front parlor and had supplied him with a good cigar, "it is true that I got it a house and that the house is on the market for sale.'" He paused and nodded sadly. "But I also got it a partner, Mr. Marks, and no doubt you heard already what a cutthroat that feller is. I assure you, Mr. Marks, that feller goes to work and gets an option on the house next door which you know is identical the same like my house is....
Page 122 - It was not until two hours after the disappearance of his waistcoat that Morris returned to the store. In the meantime he had been to police headquarters and had inserted an advertisement in three daily newspapers. Moreover he had consulted a lawyer, the eminent Henry D. Feldman, and had received no consolation either on the score of the barber's liability to Potash & Perlmutter or of his own liability to Kotzen. "Well, Mawruss," Abe said, "how much are them diamonds worth?
Page 124 - Well, ain't that a fine question for you to ask it of me! Don't sit there like a dummy, Abe. Get the diamonds and we '11 fix it up. ' ' "But wouldn't to-morrow do as well?" Morris asked. Hymie sat back and eyed Morris suspiciously. "What are you trying to do, Mawruss?" he asked. "Make jokes with me?" "I ain't making no jokes, Hymie," Morris replied. "The fact is, Hymie, we got it the diamonds, now — in our — now — safety-deposit box, and it ain't convenient to get at it now. ' ' "Oh, it ain't,...
Page 114 - Hymie Kotzen is inside the show-room," Abe explained when Morris appeared in answer to his summons. "Well, what have I got to do with Hymie Kotzen?" Morris demanded. "Come inside and speak to him, Mawruss," Abe rejoined. "He won't eat you." "Maybe you think I'm scared to turn him down, Abe?" Morris concluded as he led the way to the show-room. "Well, I'll show you different." "Hallo, Mawruss,
Page 123 - So, bring out them diamonds, boys," he con. eluded, "and we'll settle up C. 0. D." He pulled a roll of bills from his pocket and toyed •with them, but neither Abe nor Morris stirred. ''"What's the hurry, Hymie?
Page 125 - Where you going, Hymie?" Abe called after him. "For a policeman," Hymie said. "I want them diamonds and I'm going to have 'em, too." Morris ran to the store door and grabbed Hymie by the coattails. "Wait a minute," he yelled. "Hymie, I'm surprised at you that you should act that way." Hymie stopped short. "I ain't acting, Mawruss," he said. "It's you what's acting. All I want it is you should give me my ring and pin, and I am satisfied to pay you the thousand dollars.
Page 119 - I guess you don't know Louis Blumenkrohn, Abe," Hymie retorted. "He claims it shortage before he unpacks the goods already." "Well, what has that got to do with us, Hymie !" Morris burst out. "You see how it is, boys," Hymie explained; "so I got to ask it you a couple of weeks' extension." "A couple of weeks' extension is nix, Hymie," Abe said, and Morris nodded his head in approval.
Page 120 - They're worth a whole lot more as that, Mawruss." "I don't know how much they're worth, Abe," Morris grunted, putting on his hat, "but one thing I do know; I'm going across the street to get a shave; and then I'm going right down to Sig Pollak on Maiden Lane, Abe, and I'll find out just how much Uiey are worth." A moment later he descended the basement steps into the barber-shop under Wasserbauer's Cafe and Restaurant. "Hallo, Mawruss," a voice cried from the proprietor's chair.

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