Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1919-12-29
WOULD YOU?
BY FANNIE HURST

"Quit that line of talk, Lee, it gives
me the shivers even in fun"
On her knees, effulgent enough, too,
the profile one chinned and ardently
thrust forward, Mrs. Yanci Rifkin sat
back on her white spats regarding the
posed figure of her daughter.
"We gotta hand it to little Barney
Bernard Take it from your mother,
Lee, you make noise like an i'm
port"
"Ain't it so! That kid could design
spiral staircase along new lines.
Looka those side ,plaits, Ma, just rest
your eyes on en-"
"It's that flare gives it novelty; He
got the idea from the. mode. Dodd &
Rankin had in their window"
She reached forward and drew the
white cloth skirt out to fan.
'Lee, it's lu-lu! If 1 had the
strength left in me I'd wear 1t miy.seIt
and fill out them shoulders little
more. Hem -ry! A.,
Mr.. Rifkin sprang a bolt across the
front door and advanced down the
length of the shop. He was of negligi-
| bic height and various rotundities; a
convey span of fawn- -colored waistcoat
studded with five adjustable pearl but,
tons; dome Of head that rejected
pools of light like q parquet floor
| horn ribbed glasses, ground convex
against far -sightedness, and a certain
dapper patter to the balls OF his small
feet. A.. eu,,ro
on the dais, spreading. out ms sh9!'
hands and wagging his head In the az Gl-
rection of ear to ear. "Oi, from uls :
tance l can't tell if my wife is my
daughter or my daughter is my wife !!
II ask you, Henry, is she picture
He blew a kiss off his palm; MN
m-m-mv, he said, with the same
lateral head motion. ,,.
Miss Rifkin drew her white kid boots
together in a sharp click, and win
stiffened right hand threw out inc
salute Of lfussar, her epauleted young
shoulders squared to the militarS
thing in white. cloth suits, her heao .
rising brilliantly out from the las'
word in snug collars.
"Another wear and there amt Gus
TONER will let her fat old mother show
off a model with the kid around.
"Forward march !" cried Miss Rif-
kin and spun in n circle, the skirt Will
its hidden fare opening out ike al
inverted morning glory.
'"The lines. Henry! Looka how he's
worked out them shoulder seams. One
clever kid. You can take it from me
| before / let the tlttn avenue cho".
grab that boy off us, we got to nal
him to the business. .,.
"Ma = You mean it J!
''The kid don't know it, but it looks
pretty much to me like he's, going tc
represent the and company to this
firm, and quick, too" :,
"Say, Yanci, you don't got to hollel
It. Nothing amt sure yet. For the
next two years we can't"
'There you go again, Pap-afraid o.
YOUR shadow. Honest, it's like Barney
hissef says, you're the best little tailoi
and the poorest little gambler in this
town. You know yourself, once OF
the Avenue you got the world by th'
wrist, but OF, OF, OF, getting you there !!
"She amt all wrong, Henry"
"Three years we been watchin' th'
+ Josephy store to sneak in next Machin
Well, now it's vacant and it's ouI
chance to break into the Avenue. Doe
Pap make move? Pap does not; An
l right, Yanci?'' :,
; lit amt so nice, Lee, you SHOULD
call your mother always by her frs
name. You're right sassy, Lee, whel
you want to be-
"Now he's mad cause he knows th