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

| always around Easter spring 1ever
| right away gets hold OF me"
| deeper. and inserted q thumb in the
| arm of his waistcoat.
"Why, Mrs Kaufman. don't you
| and Ruby come down by Atlanttc
City with me tomorrow over Easter:
| Huh? A few more or less don't make
| no difference to my sister the way
| they get ready for crowds" :.
Miss kaufman shot forward, her
ooh. Vetsy," she cried, and nush
face His face lit with hers. sun
/ burst of fine lines radiatins from
, his ss sy e:
"Why-why, viewed just love it,
Easterday day, Ma"
Mrs. Kaufman sat upright with a
! whole procession Of quick emotions
| flashing their expressions across her
face. They ended in smile that
trembled as she sat regarding the
| two of them.
81 should say so. yes! I-You and
Ruby go. Mr. Vetsburg. Atlantic City,
Easter day, I bet is worth the trip.
= You two ego. should say SO.
but you don't want an old woman to
drag along with you"
! Ma! Just listen to her. vetsy!
! Amt she-ain't she just the limit?
! Half the time when we go in stores
together they take us for sisters, and
| then she-she begins to talk like
that to get out of goingr'
| RUBY don't understand; but it amt
right, Mr.. Vetsburg, I should be away
over Saturday and Sunday. On
! Easter always they expect a little
extra. and with Annie's sore ankle.
"oh. mommy. can't you leave this
old shebang for only two days just
| dor an Easter Sunday down at Attain
tic where-where everybody goes~'
you know yourself. Ruby. how al
| WAYS on Annie's Sunday out"
We'll. what of it? 1t won't hurt
all them old things upstairs that let
you wait on them hand and foot all
year to go without few frills for
| their Easter dinner"
"Ruby!'
| II mean it. The old gossip-pots! 1
| Just sat and looked at them there at
supper just now, and said to myself.
said. to think they drown kittens
and let those poor Jumps live"
! RUBY. amt you ashamed to talk
like that?'
sat there and looked at poor old
man Katz with his ear ali ragged like
| 1t had been chewed OF and wondered
why he didn't just go down to Brook
lyn bridge for high jump"
! IF all those big, strapping women.
Suss and Finshriber and the whole
gang Of them. were anything but
| vegetables. they'd get out and hustle
| with keeping house. to work some of
their fiabbiness off and give US a
chance to get somebody in besides a
notwithstanding, novel-reading crowd
OF useless women who think, mommy.
you're dumbwaiter, chalmbermaid,
lady's maid and French chef rolled in
one! Honest. ma. IL you carry that
sly. with that big son Of here to come
down and get it. I'm go right up
and tell her what I think Of her II
| she leaves tomorrow.
| 'Mr. Vetsburg. you--you mustn't
listen to her."
| Cant take day off for rest at
Atlantic City, because their old Easter
dinner might go down the wrong side.
Honest, mama, toto think how
| women that amt ut even to wipe
your shoes. make a regular servant
out of you! Mommy"
| There were tears in Miss Kaufman's
voice and actual tears. big and bright.
| in her eyes. and two spots Of color
had popped out in her cheeks.
ruby. when-when a woman like
| me make her living or her board
| ers, she can't AFFORD to be SO particu-
lar. You think it's a pleasure can't
slam the door right in Mrs. Katz's
| face when six times day she orders
towels and ice-water? You think it's
a pleasure I got to take sass from
such bad b0y like Irving? tell you.
Ruby. it's easy talk from q girl what
don't understand. Ach, you-you
make me ashamed before Mr.. Vets
burg you should run down so the peo-
pie we make our living OF Of"
Miss Kaufman flashed her vivid face
toward Mr.. Vetsburg. still low there in
his chair. She was trembling. ''vetsy
knows! He's the only one in this house
does know! He 'ain't been here with
US ten years. ever since We started in
this big house, not--not to know he's
the only one thinks you're here for
ANYTHING except inpudence and running
stairs and standing sass from the bad
you, vetsy?''
Ruby! Mr.. vetsburs, you-you
must excuse"
From the depths Of his chair Mr..
vetsburg's voice came slow and care
fully weighed. 'My only complaint.
Mrs. Kaufman, with what Ruby has got
to say is it amt strong enough. It
maybe amt none Of my business, but
always I have told you that for your
! own good you're too gemutlich. No
wonder every boarder what you got
stays year In and year out till even
the biggest kickers pay more board
sooner as go. In my business, Mrs.
Kaufman. it's the same. right away If
I get too easy with"
But. Mr.. vetsburg. poor woman
can't afford to be so independent. ]
got big expenses and big rent; got a
daughter to raise
Mamma, haven't I begged you a hun
dred times to let me take up stenog.
raphy and get out and hustle 30 you
can take it easy-haven't IT,
A thick coating Of tears sprang to
Mrs Kaufman's eyes and muddled the
gaze she turned toward Mr.. Vetsburg.
I should want her only child should have
| always the best and do always the
| things she never herself could afford to
do? All my life. Mr.. Vetsburg, I had
always to work"
But mamma@
X + + X
CTS it natural. Mr.. vetsburg, I
should want to work Off my
hands my daughter should escape that?
Nothing. Mr.. vetsburg, give mo 30
much pleasure she should 30 with all
/ those rich girls who like her well
! enough poor to be friends with her. AL
| ways when you take her down to At
! lantic City on holidays. where she can
meet 'em, it-it-"
I But, mommy. Is 1t any fun for
| girl to keep taking trips like that with
with her mother always at home like
servant? What do people think:
you back out. IL won't 20 without
! Won rnomuy and-and I want fn ~