The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1913-09-13

Two weeks later a man her Platt reached over
in a Texas full dress suit can't drink this
black frock coat, broad
brimmed soft white hat, and ~lay-down collar "a inch
high with black, wrought iron necktie-entered the
wholesale cloak and suit establishment of Iizz-
baum & Son, on lower Broadway.
Old Zizzbaum had the eye of an osprey, the MEM
Dry of an elephant and a mind that unfolded from
him in three movements like the puzzle OF the car
penters rule. He rolled to the front like a brunette
polar bear and shook Platt's hand.
"And how is the good Mr.. Navarro in Texasg" he
said. ''The trip was too long for him this year, SOL
We welcome Mr.. Plat instead"
GA bulls eye," said Platt, "and I'd give forty
acres of unirrigated PecOs county land to know how
you did it,"
It was late in the afternoon and business for the
day had ended. Zzzbaum left Plat with a half
smoked cigar, and came out of the private office to
lSon, who was arranging his diamond scaTfpln be-
fore a mirror, ready to leave.
"Abey,' he said, "you will have to take MIR. Plat
around tonight and show him things. They are Gus
toners for ten years. Mr.. Navarro and l we played
chess every moment of spare time when he came.
That is good, but Mr.. Plat is a young man andothls
is his first visit to New York. He should amuse
easily"
right said ABBEY, screwing the guard tight
ly on his pin. I'll take him on. After he's seen the
Fatiron and the head waiter at the Hotel Astor and
heard the photograph 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 a supper
Ii EdEclucut dJ L 1sOO, UuU uC IL NO I'LL " tO Il1Os
Winslow before then"
The next morning at 10 Platt walked into the store
ready to do business. He had a bunch of h~yacinths
pinned on his lapel. Zizzbaum himself waited on
him. Navarro & Plat were good customers and
never failed to take their discount for cash.
"And what did you think of our little town.
asked Zizzbaum with the fatuous smile of the Man
hattanite.
"I shouldn't care to live in it," said the Texan.
"Your son and I knocked around quite a little last
might. You've got good water, but Cactus City is
better lit up.''
Zizzbaum led him upstairs to show the sample of
suits.
TASK Miss Asher to come" he said to a clerk.
Miss Asher came, and Plat Of Navarro & Plat
felt for the first time the wonderful bright light of
romance and glory descend upon him. He stood still
las a granite cliff above the canon of the Colorado.
and his wide-open eyes fixed upon her. She noticed
his look and flushed a little, which was contrary to
her custom.
Miss Asher was the crack model of Zizzbaum &
Son.. She was OF the blonde type known as "medi-
um,' AMI her measurements even went the re-
lquired 38-2542 standard a little better. She had
been at Zizzbaum's two years, and knew her bust
ness; Her eyes were bright, but cool. Incidentally,
she knew buyers.
"Now, Mr.. P1att, !" said Zizzbaum, IT want YOU to
see these princess gowns in the light shades. They
will be the thing in your climate. The first, if you
please, Miss Asher"
model flew, each time wearing a new costume and
Hooking more stunning with every change. She
posed with absolute self-possession before the
stricken buyer, who stood, tongue-tied and notion
less, while Zizzbaum grated OILY Of the styles. on
the models face was her faint, impersonai profess
Isional smile that seemed to cover something Ike
lweariness or contempt.
When the display was over Platt seemed to hesi-
tate. Zizzbanm was a little anxious thinking that his
customer might be inclined to try elsewhere. But
lPlatt was only looking over in his mind the best
building sites IN Cactus City, trying to select one "a
which I'd build q house for his wife-to-be-who was
just then in the dressng-room taking OFF an evening
|gown Of Lavender and tulle.
TAKE your time, Mr.. Platt,' zizzbaun Hqhink
lit over tonight. You Won't find anybody else meakd
|onr prices On goods Ike these. I'm afraid tou'r4|