re stolen. The man that
brought them in was very frank, and very much of a gentleman; and he lay
his hand upon his bosom-pin, and swear he sell those things because
he has no more use for them,--his family all sick of tyvoid fever, and
cannot live the week out. But I suppose there's some policemen just so
soospicious to say I must know those things are stolen."

"And so cruel soospicions," said Mrs. Isaacs,--"and your heart so pure
and white like your shirt-bosom." She meant his ideal shirt-bosom.

"Just like those evil-minded policemen," he said. "You remember how they
lock up our old friend Abrahamson? So help me gracious! sent that good
old man to prison, just because he buy two gold watches and two pairs
of gold spectacles and an ivory-handled knife and two empty pocket-books
and two silk umbrellas and a seal ring and two bunches of keys and two
black wigs from a red-headed laboring man; they say he must know that
two old gentlemen were robbed of that personal property."

But here his attention was diverted by the sight of two men, seamen to
appearance, who were looking into the show-window.

"I like so much," he said, "to see the public enjoying themselves in my
window; it give them so happy pleasure to see those lovely things; and
often they comes in and buy somethings. This young man," he added, after
a pause, "seem to admire those broad neck-wear; he look at both those
two,--the Four-in-hand and the Frolic."

"I think he look most at de Frolic," said Mrs. Isaacs; "I think he would
come in if you go outside and take him by de arm like a true frient, and
bring him in. My broder Moses walk outside de whole day long, and take
each man when he go by and talk to him like his own broder, wid tears in
his eyes, and make dem come in and buy somedings."

But Mr. Isaacs only wrapped the long coat more closely about his linen
garments, and watched the younger man as he turned his eyes away from
the Four-in-hand and the Frolic and bent them on the trays in which
were glittering tiers of rings and pins, and rows of watches labelled
"Warranted genuine, $14;" "Dirt-cheap, $8.75;" "Doct's Watch,
Puls-counting, $19.50."

"He look like he had some money," said Mrs. Isaacs. "Perhaps he would
come in and buy a watch if you go out and pull him in. How can he
buy someding through de glass? My broder Moses say, 'So many folks is
bashful.'"

But at last the men, after talking awhile, apparently of the goods in
the window, came