Nimble Ike, the Trick Ventriloquist A Rousing Tale of Fun and Frolic

Excerpt: '“You have bags of gold, and do you refuse to give me just a little?” “Not one cent.” “I helped you to earn that money.” “Yes.” “And you refuse to give me any, and you are going away?” “I refuse to give you any and I am going away.” The above dialogue occurred in a room on the top floor of a great tenement house, and a strangely picturesque scene was presented. An old man with frowzy hair...