Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-09-13
Copyright by Doubleday, Page s. Coz

copyright by Doubleday Page o. COZ
Twenty thousand people in Cactus
City, Texas, scatter their silver coin
with liberal hands for the things that
their hearts desire. The bulk of this
seni-precious metal goes to Navarro
& Plat.
Every spring, Navarro, senior part
ner, ftety-five, half Spanish, cosmopol-
itan, able, polished had gone on to
New York to buy goods. This year
he SHE'D at taking up the long trail
He was undoubtedly growing older;
and he looked at his watch several
times day before the hour came for
his siesta.
John" he said to his junior part
ner, you shall go on this year 10
buy the goods"
Two weeks later man in a Texas
full dress suit-black frock coat
broad -brimmed soft, white hat, and
lay-down collar az inch high, with
black, wrought iron necktie-entered
the wholesale cloak and suit estab-
nshment of Zizzbaum 81 Son, on lower
Broadway.
Old Zizzbaum had the eye of an
osprey, the memory of an elephant
and @ mind that unfolded from him
in three movements like the puzzle of
the carpenters rule. He rolled to the
front like a brunette polar bear and
shook Platt's hand.
"And how is the good Mr. Navarro
in Texas?'' he said. 1.-THE trip was
too long for him this year, so? We
welcome Mr.. Plat instead"
"a bulls eye" said Plat, land I'd
give forty acres of unirrigated Pecos
County land to know how you did
it."
1t was late in the afternoon and
business for the day had ended, Zizz-
baum left Platt with half-smoked
cigar, and came out of the private
office to Son, who was arranging his
diamond scarfpin before a mirror,
ready to leave.
ABBEY" he said, "you will have, to
take Mr.. Plat around tonight and
show him things. They are custo-
mers for ten years. Mr.. Navarro and
/. we played chess every moment of
spare time when he came. That is
good, but Mr.. Plat is a young man
and this is his first visit to New York.
He should amuse easily"
"All right" said Abey screwing
the guard tightly on his pin. It'll
Flatiron and the head waiter at the
Hotel Aston and heard the phono-
graph play Under the Old Apple
Tree it'll be half past ten, and Mr..
Texas will be ready to roll up in his
blanket I've got supper engage
ment at 1880, but he'll be alto the
Mrs. Winslow before then"
The next morning at 10 Platt
walked into the store ready to do
business. He had bunch of hya-
cinths pinned on his lapel. Zizz-
baum himself waited on him. Ma
varro & Plat were good customers
and never failed to take their dis
count for cash.
"And what did you think of our
little town." asked Zizzbaum, with
the fatuous smile of the Manhattan
lite.
II shouldn't care to live in it" said
the Texan. your son and I knocked
around quite little last night.
You've get good water, but Cactus
city is better lit up"
Zizzbauin led him upstairs to show
the sample of suits.
ASK Miss Asher to come" he said
to a clerk.
Miss Asher came, and Platt, of Ma
varro & Plat, felt for the first time
the wonderful bright light of romance
and glory descend upon him. He
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canon of the Colorado, with his wide
open eyes fixed upon her. She noticed
his look and flushed little, which
was contrary to her custom.
Miss Asher was the crack model of
Zizzbaum & Son. She was of the
blonde type known as medium and
her measurements even went the re-
quired 38-25-42 standard little bet
ter. She has been at Zizzbaums two
years, and knew her business. Her
eye was bright, but cool. Incident
ally, she knew buyers.
Now, Mr.. Platt,'' said Zizzbaum,
"I want you to see these princess
gowns in the light shades They will
be the thing in your climate. This
first, if you please. Miss Asher"
Swiftly in and out of the dressing
room the prize model flew, each time
wearing a new costume and looking
more stunning with every change.
She posed with absolute self-posses-
sion before the stricken buyer, who
stood, tongue-tied and motionless,
while Zizzbaum GRATED OILY of the
STYLES. Or the models face was her
faint. impersonal professional smile
that seemed to cover something like
WEAKNESS or contempt.
When the display was over Plat
seemed to hesitate. Zizzbaum was
little anxious, thinking that his GUS
toner might be inclined to try else
where. But Platt was only looking
over in his mind the best building
sites in Cactus City, trying to select
one ON which to build house for his
ryife-to- be-who was just then IN the
dressing room taking off an evening
gown of lavender and tulle."
TAKE your time, Mr.. Platt," said
zizzbaum. "Think 1t over tonight.
Won won't find anybody else meet
our prices on goods like these. I'm
afraid you're having dull time in
New York, Mr.. Plat. A young man
like yoli-of course, you miss the so
ciety of the ladies. Wouldn't you
like nice young lady to take out to