woman to wake her husband.

"That I shan't!" said the woman, morosely. "Quit the premises, or I'll
throw something on ye."

With that she brought some earthenware to the window, and would have
fulfilled her threat, had not Israel prudently retreated some paces.
Here he entreated the woman to take mercy on his plight, and since she
would not waken her husband, at least throw to him (Israel) her
husband's breeches, and he would leave the price of them, with his own
breeches to boot, on the sill of the door.

"You behold how sadly I need them," said he; "for heaven's sake befriend
me."

"Quit the premises!" reiterated the woman.

"The breeches, the breeches! here is the money," cried Israel, half
furious with anxiety.

"Saucy cur," cried the woman, somehow misunderstanding him; "do you
cunningly taunt me with _wearing_ the breeches'? begone!"

Once more poor Israel decamped, and made for another friend. But here a
monstrous bull-dog, indignant that the peace of a quiet family should be
disturbed by so outrageous a tatterdemalion, flew at Israel's
unfortunate coat, whose rotten skirts the brute tore completely off,
leaving the coat razeed to a spencer, which barely came down to the
wearer's waist. In attempting to drive the monster away, Israel's hat
fell off, upon which the dog pounced with the utmost fierceness, and