The evening world., 1914-02-21
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YEItH DkAUN, mamma Braun
n with Frits. Hulda aud 0retch.
IN, descended one BY one the
dark. steep stairs to the apartment
over tho shop and emerged upon the
shin ag. moist pavement Of Third
avenue In tho Eighties. A moist.
light snow was falling. ringing the
electric globes with soft halos Of ir.
descent light. Papa Braun paused
q moment to run a careful eye over
~ inviting display In the window OF
Nh delicatessen store and to ascer-
fAln \ Ernest Buttslmeysr was at
0AAing to business and not secretly
reading simplissimus or Fllegends
H0Asttsr. Satisfied on both points, he
eeetlsd his mufRler and hsrded his
aeoily before him. Frits cast an en-.
vloo eye 1t the illuminated entrance
g moving picture show. Fritsie
- the youngest and most Ameri-
asoed Of the children. Music, the
lily GOD. next to thrift, occupied
NY Q small niche In his mental PAN
eoo. He would have vastly pre-.
eofto1 to ~ ''Muftie Miller" : COW.
Doy cSassios than to hear the new
ssaeer announced to appear at the
ISansrr. But even Fritzie knew
oeeter than to voice his preference
Aefr Braun was q father of the old
ocoool and tolerated NO insubordina.
-. Mrs. Braun sighed heavily ar
- picked her way along the ave.
"a Her husband turned 70 her
Tor Why sigh your" he demanded.
" not good that We 60 to hear
q sns hail! Ach himmell what would
y. Mamma Braun nodded her Jet bon.
- As Herr and Frau Tolner, who
yeeoed them rapidly. headed in the
$500 direction.
No." shs said softly. 1T Ia that
Isuderfsls told me that this new
anfcr VIII give oh. Tannenbaum'
: Sogen SDrei Bursche'-ail songs our
! Dorothea used to sing. oh. well! I
.Weuld that she"-
4 Herr Braun'a beard bristled. Name
~ not to mel" he growled. "A girl
.Xoo runs away when her good and
4epeih1e parents select for her a suit
AeSe. Woodworking husband who
% that good boy. Wilhelm Tolner: q
girl who dared to- Achi Sophie, do
not speak to met"
Frau Braun snified. "Perhaps,"
she almost whispered. perhaps we
Cid not right to force her to this mar
naee. She was all for study. our
Oorothea-who knows?-and"- Al
last her mother heart overlooked in
bitterness. Hans. you Just the SAND
10 right had to tear up her letters
without reading-and to send her
from the door when she came"
Brauns huge face purpled with rage.
'Stop!" he roared. The whole family
halted abruptly. paralyzed with fear.
II speak to your mother" he added
annoyed at the automatic obedience
TIE children cast frightened chances
: hot q right as fathey-- Ne will
VEL! Let me tell you that forbid you
= ses her or open . letter n she by
me one Eets-so! She has been gone
three years. Well. We haf not OF grief
died. haf We? No. Now. I go to enjoy
myself 60 TO hear my music.
IN you. will not haf my efenine
Tennenbaums.' You blacken every.
-,thing. Himmel! keep for yourself your
nursery songs. Bruderfcis tells me the
: nOW singer will gif Brunh.lda's ride
me Lehmann'-says Bruderfels. Speak
to me no more OF Dorothea."
FRAU Braun subsidized but continued
TO murmur. Zach. Gott! no cares more
foe his muslo than his own flesh and
/ blcod-his beer and his Bismarck. Oh
4 ws1i"
y They turned from the avenue, walk.
RAg east, where in huge letters Of light
! ~ musical tavern advertised its en-.
tronco. They were surrounded by a
Good.Aatured. eager. Teutonic crowd
Hts Of German conversation caught
t0o ear. not unmixed with strons
RS1NasSan dialect. whit English was
DceGsn was either broken or badly
10ked. The music-lovink population
@ he German quarter was all agos
oVor the new singer.
2fudsrfels, the proprietor OF thu
yfoihsrr. had talked to his patroni
enthusiasm. but refused to di.
BNuAgs the name Of his star--a star
~ VAA way, that was far from beinl
EtDo1; In fact. threatened to be mete.
~, ~ Bruderfels explained. Hel
Voloo was % hne that perhaps tn
i<tohaoco smoke In the HAN might prove
9 Danger to IT, wonderful "timbrs."
The place was already filled whaT
- Brauns entered but the watch
ful MOI VI had reserved for then
Heaf accustomed table, we'll dowT
/ - room and at . reasonable dis.