The lad’s hand resting on his partner’s shoulder is one of the filthiest examples of a boyhood mitt that I have ever seen in a resealed sixth plate dag. The look on his face matches his taut body language that nearly caused the other kid to lean off the surface of silver, so to speak. Look at his wry expression, formed while thinking, “I know you can knock the stuffing out of me Joe, BUT mother will like my appearance so much better than yours so I will ultimately win the prize!” Sure, youngsters thought like that in the late 1840s! While there are some healthy mold spiders, heavy buff marks, and weirdly colored patina, these guys really ARE worth owning. They leap out from the remainder of the leather case.