Again we meet with one of the numerous, but by no means well-loved, class of Polish citizens.
Frederick, having heard that a certain Jew had bought grain from Mr.Romecki, the proprietor of Oberow, sent this gentleman a letter purporting to be written by the grain-dealer in question, in which he informed him that after reconsidering the matter he would rather not take the grain.

The imitation of the jargon in use among the Polish Jews was so good, and the spelling and writing so bad, that Mr.Romecki was taken in.

Indeed, he flew at once into such a passion that he sent for the Jew with the intention of administering to him a sound thrashing.
Only Frederick's timely confession saved the poor fellow from his undeserved punishment.

But enough of Szafarnia, where the young scapegrace paid so long a holiday visit (from his letter to William Kolberg we learn that he would not see his friend for four weeks more), and where, judging from what has already been told, and also from a remark in the same letter, he must have "enjoyed himself pretty well." And now we will return to Warsaw, to Nicholas Chopin's boarding-school.
To take away any bad impression that may be left by the last anecdote, I shall tell another of a more pleasing character, which, indeed, has had the honour of being made the subject of a picture.

It was often told, says Karasowski, by Casimir Wodzinski, a boarder of Nicholas Chopin's.
One day when the latter was out, Barcinski, the assistant master, could not manage the noisy boys.