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The Welcome back, everyone to one thousand one classic short stories and tales.

This is your host, John Hagadorn.

Today's story, Jersey and Mulberry, written by H. C. Bunner, is a story of New York City at the turn of the century, much like the O'Henry's stories that we share a lot here.

I'll never forget the stories that my wife's grandmother used to tell us about her growing up in New York City right around

1900, 1895 or so to about 1910 and the wonderful stories of the shopkeepers that were set up

on the street below and the very different way of life. The neighborhoods were mixed, very ethnic,

some Italian, some German, some Russian, some Jewish, and somehow the people all ended up getting along.

This story gives you a very rich picture of what life was like around that time.

We've done a few of H.C. Bunner's stories here, and they're always enjoyable.

This one's no exception.

Jersey and Mulberry from his collection,

Jersey Street and Jersey Lane, urban and suburban sketches. Hope you enjoy it. Jersey and

Mulberry. I found this letter and comment in an evening paper some time ago, and I cut the slip out and kept it for its cruelty.

To the editor of the evening post.

Sir, in yesterday's issue, you took occasion to speak of the organ-grinding nuisance about which I hope you will let me ask you the following questions.

Why must decent people all over town suffer

these pestilential beggars to go about torturing our senses and practically blackmailing the

listers into paying them to go away? Is it not a most ridiculous excuse on the part of the police

when ordered to arrest these vagrants to tell a citizen that the city license exempts these public nuisances from arrest?

Let me ask, can the city by any means legalize a common law misdemeanor?

If not, how can the city authorities grant exemption to these sturdy beggars and vagrants

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