The Pleasantville press. (Pleasantville, N.J.) 1912-1929, 1917-02-10
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A month passed and Miss Cohen con

A month passed and Miss Cohen con
ttnued to apply herself to her daily
task at Potash 81 Perlmutter's books.
II don't understand it. Mawruss,'
Abe said Que morning. ~ by don't
that girl quit her job? She must have
all sorts of things to do-clothes to buy
ana furniture to pick out. amt it?'
Perlmutter shrugged his shoulders.
81 spoke to her about it." he replied,
land she says so long as we're so busy
here. she guesses she will stay on the
job as long as she can. She says her
mommer and her sister can do all the
shopping for her."
you see. Mawruss, what a mistake
you make" Abe commented with a sigh.
chats a fine girl, that Miss Cohen!'
Morris nodded gloomily. He began
to realize that he had made a mistake,
after all. Only that morning Mrs. Perl
mutter had demanded $40 with which
to make owe her best frock for Miss
Cohen's wedding.
Sure, she's a fine girl" he agreed,
but you got to admit yourself, Abe,
that a growing business like ours needs
a hustling young man for a book
keeper"
That's all right, too, Mawruss," said
Abe; but you also got to admit that
what a growing business like ours
needs most of all. Mawruss, is GUS
toners, and so far what | see we don't
gain any customers by this. Also, my
wife has got to have a new dress for
rho UndninO Sbn fold ~ CO Ait.
morning.
At length the wedding day arrived.
Miss Cohen left Potash & Perlmutter's
at 4 O'Clock, for the was set
for 7:30 in the evening. Her parting
with her employers was an embar-
RAISING one for all three. Abe handed
her a check for $50. with the firms
blessing, and Morris shook her hand In
comparative silence. He had done and
suffered much for that moment of
leave taking, and further than wishing
her a long and happy married life, he
said nothing. AS for Abe, the suuan-
dering of $25, without hope of return.
temporarily exhausted his capacity for
emotion.
Good luck to you. Miss Cohen,'' he
said. Hope we see you again SOON"
Oh, sure!' Miss Cohen replied cheer
fully. You'll be at the wedding to-
night?"
Abe n~odded-they all ~nodded-and
then. with Il final handshake all around.
Miss Cohen departed.
1t must be confessed that the we'd
ding reception that evening was a very
enjoyable occasion for all the guests,
with the possible exception of Max
Cohen. The wine flowed like French
champagne at $4 a quart, while, as
Morris Perlmutter at once deduced
from the careful way in which the
walters disguised the label with a
napkin, it was really domestic cham
payne of an inferior quality. Never
theless Abe Potash drank more than
his share in Il rather futile ATTEMPT
to get back in kind part of the twelve
and a half dollars he had contributed
toward Miss Cohen's wedding present,
to say nothing of the cost of his wife's
gown.
Consequently on the morning after
the festivities he entered his place OF
business in no very pleasant frame of
mind. He found that Morris had al
ready arrived.
"Well. Mawruss," he said in greet
ing, Everything went off splendid
for Feinsilver. Max Cohen came down
with a certified check for $4,000, you
and me got rid of about over a hun
dred, counting the wedding present
and our wives dresses, and Miss Co.
hen got a husband and a lot of cut
glass, while mel got a headacher"
Morris grunted.
Did you put an adj In the papers,
Mawruss?"
mo, l amt" Norris snapped.
"Ain't you going to-"
"Wha for?" Norris growled. "we
don't need no bookkeeper."
"Why not?" Abe cried.
Morris nodded in the direction Of the
office.
Because we got one" he replied.
Abe turned toward the little glass In
closure. He gasped in amazement and
nearly swallowed the stump of his CT
gar, for at the old stand, industrlously
applying herself to the books of Potash
IL ~Perlmutter, sat Mrs. Isaac Feinsil-
yer, nee Cohen.
A moment later the door opened, and
Isaac Feinsilver entered Immediately
clothed in Il suit of zebra-like design.
He proceeded to the bookkeeper's Of
fee and kissed the blushing bride; then
he repaired to the sample room.
Good morning. Mawruss! Good
morning, Abel he said briskly. "Ain't
1t a fine weather. He threw a bundle
of swatches upon a sample table. MY
partners, Goldner & Plotkin, and me-
here he paused to note the Effects
putting out a fine line of spring goods,
and | want to show you some"
Abe and Morris looked over likes
line in dazed establishment, and before
they were really cognizant Of what
was going on Ike had booked a gener