it shows in the
work, too, Mr. Eschenbach. Our goods is elegant made up."

"I don't doubt it," Eschenbach said. "Which of your operators do you
consider is the strongest, Mr. Zapp?"

"Well," Zapp replied, pointing to a broad-shouldered giant whose long
black beard swept his torso to the waist, "that feller over there, by
the name Tzvee Margoninsky, is strong like a bull, Mr. Eschenbach. Last
week he moves for us the safe from the show-room to the office like it
would be an empty packing-case already."

Eschenbach shook his head and smiled.

"_Mit_ one arm already," he declared, "a feller could better play
baseball as _mit_ such a beard. What we must got to do is to pick out
only fellers which looks more up to date."

"Go ahead and use your own judgment, Mr. Eschenbach," said Birsky; and
thereat Jonas Eschenbach immediately selected three long-armed
operators for outfielders. In less than half an hour he had secured the
remainder of the team, including as pitcher I. Kanef, the shipping
clerk.

"I seen worser material, Mr. Birsky," Eschenbach said after he had
returned to the showroom; "so, if you would get these fellers up at
Adelstern's lots on Northeastern Boulevard and Pelham Parkway on Sunday
morning at ten o'clock, Mr. Birsky, I'll show 'em a little something
about the game, understand me. Then on Monday morning I should be very
glad to look over your sample line."

"_Aber_, Mr. Eschenbach," Birsky cried, "why not look at it now?"

Eschenbach smiled enigmatically as he clasped Birsky's hand in
farewell.

"Because, in the first place," he said, "I got an appointment downtown,
Mr. Birsky; and, in the second place, lots of things could happen
before Monday."

"You shouldn't worry yourself, Mr. Eschenbach," Birsky protested, "them
fellers would be up there all right."

"If we got to pay 'em overtime even," Zapp added as he conducted
Eschenbach into the elevator, "union rates."

* * * * *

When Jonas Eschenbach arrived at Adelstern's vacant lots the following
Sunday morning he was more than delighted with the size and enthusiasm
of the gathering that awaited him. Practically all the members of
Birsky & Zapp's working force were assembled, surging and
gesticulating, round a little group composed of Birsky, Zapp, and
Golnik.

"Did you ever hear the like, Mr. Eschenbach?" Birsky exclaimed as the
philanthropist elbowed his way through the crowd. "The feller don't