dey sign my name in vair large type

  "First there was Black and then there was Cohen--now Gideon, M.P., sees he can get some advertisement out of it in the press, he wants to preside at the meetings. Members of Parliament are a bad lot!"   "Yes--but dey shall not take de credit from you. I will write and expose dem--the world shall know what humbugs dey are, how de whole wealthy West-End stood idly by with her hands in de working-men's pockets while you vere building up de great organization. You know all de jargon-papers jump at vat I write, dey sign my name in vair large type--Melchitsedek Pinchas--under every ting, and I am so pleased with deir homage, I do not ask for payment, for dey are vair poor. By dis time I am famous everywhere, my name has been in de evening papers, and ven I write about you to de _Times_, you vill become as famous as me. And den you vill write about me--ve vill put up for Vitechapel at de elections, ve vill both become membairs of Parliament, I and you, eh?"   "I'm afraid there's not much chance of that," sighed Simon Wolf.   "Vy not? Dere are two seats. Vy should you not haf de Oder?"   "Ain't you forgetting about election expenses, Pinchas?"   "_Nein_!" repeated the poet emphatically. "I forgets noding. Ve vill start a fund."   "We can't start funds for ourselves."   "Be not a fool-man; of course not. You for me, I for you."   "You won't get much," said Simon, laughing ruefully at the idea.