Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1920-12-26

more important. I guess. Aaron, If
can buy linens here half SO cheap as
at home. you want yet I should go up
on the mountain top to look at seen
ery" -
But, mamma. everybody goes up.
See, they're all going toward the
funicular. We didn't come all this
distance to look at linens. Honest, if
you're going to start that way. IL
just wish hadn't come"
ZACH come, Bertha; II the child
wants we should look at the scenery
| what's the difference If you got to
pay little more for such linens back
in American"
you always. Aaron. in front of
company got big ways. I tell you
dred and" 1--
Mamma F.
eighty dollars. his wife has got
to save 1t somewhere. I Just want
you should look across there, Aaron.
l see plenty of the ladies from the
boat already over there buying linens
what amt got time for scenery" =
But. mamma So.
Don't worry your mamma no
more to go up there, Esther. All
right, Bertha; me and you will stay
down off the mountain by the en-
broideries. Esther. you and Danziger
go up the funicular and look around.
tell you I'm ready for those fellows
over there in the shops. Before I
came away from home in every lam
guage I learned the money. I just
want that one of them fellows should
try to get me mixed up. You and Es-
| Their go on up, Danziger." 't''
God. I'll show her. the sights
alrighty.''
Please take care. Mr.. Danziger,
| that you get her back on the boat in
plenty time. Me and her papa amt
looking for worries"
| TIL bring her back with bells on,
Mrs. Lefkovitch."
Come. Aaron. See that second
store over there with the centerpiece
hung in front; first I want to try in
| there. If they ask you S. for it, YOU
! should offer them IS cents, Simon,
Mrs. Kron says" :
TOWARD the struggling line of
tourists and the cobbled street
that wound languidly upward to the
funicular station, Miss Esther Lefko.
witch turned her shining face, linked
her arm in Mr.. Danziger's proffered
one, smiled. and could not still the
tremolo of her heart.
Where motor cars and the rubber
heels Of civilization fear to tread, the
European cafe has no fear.
Two thousand feet above the har-
Dor, the township reduced by distance
to the proportions Of mans palm.
shaggy sides were matted with pa
triarchal growth. the Cosmopolitan
Cafe, English speaking. marble-top-
ped, awninged, waitered and in wait
for tourists. rose like an observatory.
!! En- tete-a-tete. at one of the marble
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gable of the Rumania's passenger
list. the thousand scents of a thousand
gardens in their nostrils, Mr.. Joe
Danziger and Miss Esther Lefkovitch
other, as If Madeira were desert and
the gardens bloomed each within the
others eyes.
Il just never thought anything could
be SO perfect as being up here. For
a girl like me that's never Travelled
anywhere before, tits just too per-
feet r..
"Didn't I tell you. Just you wait,
grille, till we get further along on
this trip. I'm going to open those
pretty black eyes of yours"
"And that ride up the mountain
straight through the clouds-wasn't it
just-well.. I don't know. but just
wasn't it?"
II was too busy looking at you and
your cute little. tan little face and
to have any time for scenery-Esther."
"Oh. Mr.. Danz--'
"Now, now, what did you promise
me?'
Joe" she said shyly. the word float
ing like a petal off her lips.
That's better" he said so senten-
tiously that she closed her eyes.
That's better. grille. But just you
wait. Esther, until 1 steer you through
the Italian lakes, il you think this is
scenery"
"Oh. Mr.. Danz-Joe. really are you
going to change your ticket and go
with us?'
Stars came out in her eyes. adding
her glance.
He drained his glass of dark Span
ish wine.
"Girlie," he said, with a new soto
quality in his voice. 'if you was going
all the way to hold a post mortem
over the Dead sea I'd go with you"
Crimson was her face.
Now, you're talking just like the
boys at home do, Joe. And ever l
came on this trip and met you-and
all. it just seems to me Ike I'm some-
body else in dream or something!
All the boys in my crowd at home are
are just regular fellows. and you
you're different. Joe. You mustn't
jolly me-"