Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1907-05-25

oreo 10 pull hlmS6f tOgeIneE he
would go up in dav or two and see
| Becky, and in the meantime he could
delve into the wisdom OF the Talmud.
| The old, leather-covered book was
carefully taken from the place of
honor on the mantel, and Meyer pre-
pared himself to spend profitable
evening with the SageS of his race.
However-perhaps it was the poor
light of the oil lamp, perhaps the
room was too cold or too warm, or,
perhaps, his eyesight was not as good
as it should have been-at any rate,
Meyer found reading impossible and
why shouldn't one have a bit of fresh
air on the clear evening of the long
and rainy day, which had held one
confined in stuffy quarters? That
Meyer extravagantly took car and
one that went far, far uptown was,
most likely, an accident, mere coin
cidence.
When within few blocks of his
daughters new house, Meyer simply
outdid himself in playing the farce to
an end. Wasn't it strange that he
| hadn't noticed where this car was
going! How could this oversight have
happened? He would call on heaven
to witness that he never intended to
ride that far from Chrystie street and,
surely, to trouble his daughter that
night had been very far from his mind.
OF course, as long as one was in the
1 neighborhood, it would be the height
of impolitenesS not to make a little
call, maybe few minutes or so.
| He could tell her house from the
corner; it was, naturally, the finest
house in the block. Bravely he as
cended the three steps to the vesti-
bule with its shining brass letter
boxes and polished glass, bravely he
/ lifted his arm to press the button,
under which on neat card his and
her name, Rabinoyitz, was displayed;
! then, again, he met his reflection in
the glass of the door-and fed across
| the street.
No, he had no right to force himself
! into his daughters new and pleasant
life. A fine girl like Becky was sure
to make friends everywhere, and they
might do the same as the people in
| the car that day-laugh at her for
having such a shabby father But no
one would know it if he were to come
there in the evenings and-and-just
stand there a little while and look at
the fine place where she lived, like
real lady.
Then came evenings Of rest for the
F! old, well-thumbed book, the compan-
ion of many profitable hours, and the
dust gathered thickly on it's covers,
while Meyer went to call" on his
daughter. Night after night he made
his humble pilgrimage to stand in the
J shadows, from where he stared with
reverence, awe and love at the win
dows of his daughters abode
Had the daughter known Of this
friendly espionage she would not have
permitted it. Rebecca was not at all
unmindful of her duty, and called on
her father in Chrystie street as often
as time permitted. Her calls were al
ways preceded by postal card max
ing the announcement. These cards,
with their clear, legible writing, were
Meyers dearest possession, and graced
And how he liked to hear her voice!
Why, 1T was like listening to a con-
cert of the band in the park-and all
that heightened language! 1t was this
same charming voice which informed
! Meyer one night that he was soon to
have a son-inlaw, lawyer, smart and
clever.
| To ~ ~ H.
the announcement had given him
something of a wrench And then
was that the way they do it here, in
this country? Is that all a daughter
had to do, to go and tell her father
that she was going to gee married,
without asking him or depending on
his counsel? In Wilma
Oh, yes, in Wilma it was different;
but this was America, and Meyer had
ultimate faith in the good judgment
of his Becky.
Rebecca had promised her father
an early introduction to his future
son-in-law; but Meyer hoped to have a
private view of this prospective mem
Der of his family.
Rejecting on the situation, Meyer
found himself prey to paradoxical
feelings. He wanted and didn't want
to meet The future son-in-law Sew
eral appointments were made by Re-
becca for the father and groom to
meet, but Meyer always proved delin-
quent.
Rebecca's fiat, except when meas
ured by Meyers standard, was in a
neighborhood by no means fashiona-
BILE. The appearance of a carriage,
even livery turnout, never failed to
draw crowd of idlers to this specula-
tive spectacle. On these occasions
guesses would run wild as to who the
opulent occupants of the vehicle were
to be. Meyer, taking his post one eve
ming, saw carriage with it's sur
e