to the two. "Mine old fadder vos dead, and he vos left me all his land and houses in Bremen. See, I vos shown you der letter from der lawyers vot have his vill got."
And he produced a large letter-head, upon which was written a dozen lines in German, which neither could read.
"Never mind that," said Andrew. "Show us your horse and wagon, and set a bottom cash price on them."
"Come dis vay."
The baker led the way around the corner to a boarding-stable, and brought forth a good, chunky brown-and-white horse, that did not look to be over six years old.
"Stand around, Billy!" he cried. "Dere he vos, chentlemen, and chust so goot a horse as der vos in New York."
"Anything the matter with him?" asked Matt, as he began an examination of the animal.
"Not a ding, sir. He vos sound as a tollar, and chentle as a lamb. I vos use him on der bread route for a year and more."
"And where is the wagon?" questioned Andrew Dilks.
"Here vos der wagon," said the baker, as he ran the vehicle out so that they might look it over.
