"Oh, I vill dot. Next time I vhas tight I go home on some shtreets midout cars. If I take some ice-wagon for my house I pelief I got cooled off pooty queek."
Sharper Than a Razor.
A long-waisted man, with the nose of a fox and an eye full of speculation, walked up to a second-hand clothier, in Buffalo, the other day, and said:
"See that overcoat hanging out down there?"
"Of course."
"Well, I've taken a fancy to it. It's rather cheeky to ask you to go down there, but I'll make it an object; I won't give but $8 for the coat, but I'll give you $1 to buy it for me. You are also a Jew and know how to beat him down. Here are $9."
The dealer took the money and started off, and in five minutes was back with the coat.
"Good!" chuckled the other. "I reckoned you'd lay him out. How much did you make for your share?"
"Vhell, ash dot is my branch shore, and I only ask six dollar fur de goat, I was about tree dollar ahead."