UNTRUE TO NATURE.

Evening Post, Volume XV, Issue 211, 8 September 1877, Page 1 (Supplement)

UNTRUE TO NATURE.

He was a second hand clothier. It was about the hour of 10 o'clock in the morning when he reeled into an adjoining establishment, fell into a chair, weaved his hands into the tangled locks of his grey hair, and rocking backward and forward, moaned out, "Oh dear, oh dear, I ish ruined 1' "Vot iah der matter, Jacob?" asked his sympathising brother in the trade, bending over him. "You remember dat coat vot I pail sixpence for yesterday ?" " Yes, I remember him." ' ' Just now a man from der country comes in, and asks me how mnch for dat. and I tells him six shillings ; and would yon believe it, Moses, he puts his hand right into his pocket and pays der full price widout a word?" Here he lowered his voice to the lowest whisper. "So help me gracious, Moses, I believe he'd have paid me ten shillings just der same." "Jacob, how you vas swindle yourself." " Dat vas vot makes me hate mineself so much as never vas !" And the old man limped back to his own establishment, and doubled all his goods at th.fi first call. — American paper.