Evening star., 1919-12-14
H WHITE. GOODS

get aTounu neT all TlSnt. WASH She
down here in the basement the first
day j heard about my promotion, and
didn't she give me the glad hand and
seem right friendly to me? can get
around her all right Miss Sadie; l
can always tell If a person likes me
or not"
Anyways. If her eyes amt too bad.
Mr.. Meltzer / got date with my
friend IL his car is out of the shop
from having the limousine top taken
off. We-we're going for a little
spin"
A quick red belied her insouciance
and she made a little foray into the
bin of mill ends.
Gee! if I've made three sales this
livelong day I don't know nothing
about two of them"
Max Meltzer met her dancing gaze,
pinioning it with his own quiet eyes.
you're right to pick out the lucky
fellow who can buy good time. A
little girl like you ought to have
every enjoyment there is. If l could
give it to you, do you think l would
let the other fellows beat me to it?
The best amt none too good for
little lady like you"
Jaw, Mr.. Meltzer!' her bosom filled
and waned. Jaw, Mr.. Meltzer"
Il mean it,"
An electric bell grilled through his
words. Miss Barnet sprang retiexly
from the harness of an eight-hour
day.
Jaw, looka, and l wanted to sneak
up before closing and get Dee Dee to
snip me two yards of red satin, and
she won't cut an inch after the bell
Amt that luck for you? Amt that
luck?"
Her lips drew to a pout
"Lemme get it for you, Miss Sadie
l know girl up in the ribbons"
mo. no. Mr.. Meltzer. IL got to
charge it to Dee Dee, and, anyways,
she gets mad like anything if i keep
her waiting. I gotta go. Night, Mr..
Meltzer. Night"
She was off through the maze of the
emptying store. in the very act of
pinning on her little hat with its
jaunty imitation fur pompon, and he
breathed in as she passed, as IL of the
perfume of her personality.
AT the ribbon counter on the main
moor the last of a streamlet of out
going women detached herself from
the Ale as Miss Barnet ascended the
staircase.
Hurry up, Sadie"
Dee Dee! How'd you girls up here
get on your duds SO soon? thought
maybe If Id hurry upstairs you
you'd fnd time to cut me a two.yard
piece of three-inch red satin for NV
hat, Dee Dee-tomorrow being Sum
Kay. Two yards, Dee Dee. and thatIl
i make two-sixty-nine owe you. Aw.
Dee Dee, it won't take q minute. to-
morrow Sunday and all" Aw. Dee.
Dee!"
Miss Barnet slid ingratiating fin
gers into the curve Of the older wom-
ans arm; her voice was smooth as
salve.
"Aw, Dee. Dee. who ever heard of
wearing fur on a hat in April?.
gotta stick red bow on my last
summers sailor Dee Dee"
Miss Edith Worte stiffened 80 that
:he muscles sprang out in the crook
of her arm and the cords in her long,
yellowing neck. Years had dried on
her face. leaving ravages. and through
her high power spectacles her pale
eyes might have been staring through
MIN and strafning to see.
please, Dee Dee!
Miss Barnet held backward, a little.
singsong note Of appeal running
through her voice.
Miss Worte jerked forward toward
the open door. April dusk, the color
of cold dish water showed through it.
Dusk in the city comes sadly, crowd.
ing into narrow streets and riddled
with an immediate quick shot Of elec-
trio bulbs.
Amt you got no sense a-tall?
Amt you got no sense in that curly
head of yourn but ruination notions?"
"Aw, Dee Deev' ' ...
They were in the flood tide which
bursts through the dam at 6 o'clock
like human torrent flooding the
streets, then spreading, thinning and
finally seeping into homes, hall bed
rooms and Harlem flats.
Miss Edith Worte turned her sparse
face toward the downtown tide and
against q 1iRht wind that r. astad NJ