“David Copperfield,” of Mr. Dickens.
“The Cloister and the Hearth,” of Mr. Reade.
And if my good friend, Isaac of York, is lending money at the old stand and will take pianos, pictures, furniture, dress suits and plain household plate as collateral, upon even moderate valuation, I will go fifty dollars each upon the following:
“The Count of Monte Cristo,” of M. Dumas.
“The Wandering Jew,” of M. Sue.
“The Memoirs of Barry Lyndon, Esq.,” of Mr. Thackeray.
“Treasure Island,” of Mr. Robbie Stevenson.
“The Vicar of Wakefield,” of Mr. Goldsmith.
“Pere Goriot,” of M. de Balzac.
“Ivanhoe,” of Baronet Scott.