история одного сватовства

[murah]

Из полевых записей И. Пульнера. Дело происходило в Кутаиси на Гелатской улице. Там некогда гулял и я, но вреден север для меня. Пунктуация авторская. Смех мой.

Прислал настоящий зять Самуэля к нему свата - еврея с предложением жениха грузинского еврея из богатой семьи. Отец жениха торговал тогда мануфактурой в Кутаисе, а сыновья его в Самтреди

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[klopk]

Moishe the tailor felt it was time to get a wife so one day plucked up courage to visit a marriage broker. The broker immediately offered him a beautiful young lady.
"This girl is quite gorgeous. She’s a real prize, especially as she wants to settle down with a husband right away. Yours would be a wedding made in heaven," said the broker.
But Moishe was a businessman and he never made decisions quickly.
"Look, I need more information," Moishe told her. "Whenever I buy any cloth, I always ask to see some swatches first. So before I decide on a wife, I want to see a sample also."
The broker said she would pass on Moishe’s request directly to the lady in question. She then went to visit the intended bride.
"My client says he is a good businessman and needs to find out exactly what he's buying. He insists on a sample."
"OK," replied the girl, "I understand - I am also good at business. Tell him that I don’t give samples but I am prepared to give him references."

[murah]

Ашкеназские штучки! В Кутаиси невесту даже на обручение не всегда приглашали, не говоря уже о samples и references