Yakov's Deathbed


	Yakov was on his death bed, breathing his last.  His family had 
	gathered around him.  Through half-closed eyes and a barely audible 
	voice he asked, Mama--you here? 
 
	"Yes, Papa." 
 
	"Sammy--you here?" 
 
	"Yes, Papa." 
 
	"Isadore--you here?" 
 
	"Yes, Papa." 
 
	"Rosalie--you here? 
 
	"Yes, Papa." 
 
	"Rachel--you here?" 
 
	"Yes, Papa." 
 
	With his face purple with rage, and struggling to his elbows, the old
	man shouted, 
 
	"Well, who's watching the store?" 





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