Lorelie L. (artgal36) reviewed on 8/1/2006 + 471 more book reviews

Page 1 of this book: "Thursday, April 16, 1896. This morning I scraped the hairy backs of our pigs and collected a good crop of long, black bristles. I sold them to Mr. Levy, the cobbler. He uses them to sew the boots and shoes. How we haggled over the price! I asked high. Mr Levy offered low. I argued. He argued back. I waved my arms. He waved his. I paced. He paced. I knew I would win, for our pigs have the finest bristles, and besides, Mr Levy likes my spirit, I can tell. In the end we were both satisfied, I with my coins and he with his bristles. I wrapped the coins in my handkerchief and dropped it into my apron pocket. I wished him many customers, and he wished me "shalom."

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