As it was, Sugarman re-tucked Nehemiah under his arm and departed triumphant, almost consoled for the raid on his provisions by the thought of money saved.
In the street he met the Shalotten _Shammos_.
"Blessed art thou who comest," said the giant, in Hebrew; then relapsing into Yiddish he cried: "I've been wanting to see you.

What did you mean by telling your wife you were sorry she had not a fourth uncle ?" "Soorka knew what I meant," said Sugarman with a little croak of victory, "I have told her the story before.

When the Almighty _Shadchan_ was making marriages in Heaven, before we were yet born, the name of my wife was coupled with my own.

The spirit of her eldest uncle hearing this flew up to the Angel who made the proclamation and said: 'Angel! thou art making a mistake.

The man of whom thou makest mention will be of a lower status than this future niece of mine.' Said the Angel; 'Sh! It is all right.