You 'bout the picayunest boy they
is."
Little Ikey Rosenstein, better known as "GooseGrease," dressed in
a cast-off suit of his big brother's, with his father's hat set
rakishly back on his head and over his ears, was coming proudly
down the street some distance off.
"Yonder comes Goose-Grease Rosenstein," said Jimmy gleefully.
"When he gets right close le's make him hop."
"All right," agreed Billy, his good humor restored, "le's
baptize him good."
"Oh, we can't baptize him," exclaimed the other little boy,
"'cause he's a Jew and the Bible says not to baptize Jews. You
got to mesmerize 'em. How come me to know so much?" he continued
condescendingly, "Miss Cecilia teached me in the Sunday-School.
Sometimes I know so much I I feel like I'm going to bust. She
teached me 'bout `Scuffle little chillens and forbid 'em not,'
and 'bout 'Ananias telled Sapphira he done it with his little
hatchet,' and 'bout "Lijah jumped over the moon in a automobile:
I know everything what's in the Bible.
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