Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1919-12-30
WOULD YOU?
By FANNIE HURST

of a comforting nature mad happened
to her, expanding her waistline and
her expression.
Come, Yanci, if you're going home
with me. Henry, you better go up and
pay off the buttonhole workers. And
don't let 'em walk over you, like al
ways they're kicking about overtime"
Ssh -h-h, he's telephoning. 1.ooka
me. Aunt Xett, is ! some CLASSY. dolly?"
ITS n godsend you're filling out
enough, Lee, to wear the models. i.ooka
your mother there the color OF dough
when it don't rise
"Cut it now. Hrtt between you and
your brother. the two OF YOU oughtn
take the stump. I'm going home this
afternoon and rest, amt ~
"You bet your life you arc. Walk
out, Lee. and let Aunt Xett sec If that
lazy Polandcr pressed in them plaits
like I told him. Little more swag
there, child, and you'll give your ma IA
run when it comes to showing OFF
garment. So"
Into the midst of them Mr.. Barney
Bernard executed leap from the fourth
last step of the staircase; slim and
pointed, with patent leather cap of
hsir, handkerchief mp his sleeve aud
tape measure in his pocket.
"Quit picking on that BABY doll. Miss
Zcttic. If YOU looked any swccter you d
jcl. wouldn't you. kiddoE'
\ glow that had its beginning deep
down in Miss Leah Rifkin's heart
spread redly over her face, and she fell
into pose again, assuming the attitude
of the conventional flower.
"Freshc." :"
lie executed playful tap upon Miss
Xetta Rifkin's shoulder. withdrawing
his touch with exaggerated lightnesS.
"Am ! tho freshir. Miss Iettic. OF
the guy that's built tnc nittie>t mill
tary model of the year? Who was the
, forelady give it the once over VIII II she
seen the drawing and wanted to know if
| was designing suits for lady subway
| guardsV'
Miss Rifkin swung a large, observant
nose from left to right.
Il smell sass" she said.
But there was too little rue in hcl
voice and her lips would pull to smile
500 long, you youngsters, you -
With the aid of the glass front tc
one OF the wall eases. Mrs. Rifkir
pushed the tight crown of large
rather too girlish hat down upon hcl
| head so that from pressure the curl,
sprang out beneath.
Take good care of the kid and my
| hubby. Barney. and come back to the
: fiat with em for supper. | want yot
| to help mo on those guessing games fol
! the crowd tomorrow night.
Mr.. Bernard threw an upward motion
with his eyes designed to denote stat,
of complete accordance.
every time the lovely creature open
her mouth" he cried, 'she drops
pearl"
Barney, did YOU tell Gussie tha
both the Cohen girls want their waist
lower?"
Say, Miss Zcttic, if could Civ
them Cohen girls waistlnes where the,
belong, l woudn' be designing ladies
suits for living"
Mr.. Rifkin emerged in q sudden hurr
of departure.
Get ready. Lee, in five minutes w
got a white cal"
Come, Yanci, well so ahead. Re
member you re your mothers daughter
Lee
"I'll show EN- I'm a good imitato
of the real thing alrighty."
"You stop by Doctor Stowkoski 70
some medicine, Sanci. You don't lc
her not do it, Zett.'
Mrs. Rifkin placed light kiss upo
her husbands not inconspicuous ea
lobe.
Good bye, Heine. You can alway
tell I'm happy when | call my hubt
; Heine, ira la ~
Then another kiss upon the fruit
lips of her daughter She was full
admonitory ways and small pats.
, Keep your eyes open, Barney, an
if you feel yourself breaking out into
; sketch, remember there amt no la