Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1920-02-02
THROUGH A GLASS DARKLY
H.
BY FANNIE HURST

gray beard A smile broke through. 1t
through bracken.
"Humph - he said. Mama, I tell
you but that is sight for you"
Bent were his shoulders. as il across
his back lay a pack alled with years.
Four decades previous there had been
a pack there-a literal pack of the
small goods a housewife buys at her
stoop. Time and the inch for inch dog
gedness that ha0 stopped his shoulders
had mctamorphosed that pack on the
back into plate glass emporium with
mahogany ipners. occupying twenty
five leased feet of the most expensive
Broadway frontage in the world.
But even Atlas relieved of his vault
would, for sheer physiological reasons,
have to face the world stoop- shoul
dered. SO Aaron Lefkovitch, with his
latter years light, still let his head rest
like a ball in the valley between his
shoulders.
"That such piece of string out
there, Bertha. should be land ~
81 tell you. it amt none too soon
for me. Enough of sea I've got. Never
so long until [ die can / forget them
three rough days, Aaron. Like my
own feelings wasn't enough. had to
have you yet on my neck and crying
| like baby i should lay down by YOU
to die"
Zach now, Bertha, never in my life
did ] ask such a thing"
"On land. Aaron, many things can't
happen what happens on sea"
! The tail end Of her glance. pointed
and dartingly quick, was for Mr.. Dan =
ziger and his arm, which lay along her
daughter in an approach to a caress.
Mr.. Lefkoyitch turned from the rail
ing and the white froth of water kick
ing out from the ships huge flank
and the quiet swish swash of a quiet
sea, and quirked his left eye with
lightning quick and vulpine slyness to
ward Mr.. Danziger.
ITO night, Danzigcr, Officer Childs
says we can have our last little game
up in the lounge room, so through the
windows we can see the Gibraltar wher
she comes in sight
Aaron. l.
Zach now. Bertha: tomorrow don't
we land in Naples for good? | ash
you, the last night does it make any
difference little game more or less?'
81 wish already this minute it wa'
time to get off the boat in Naples"
''Ach now. Bertha, my last night or
the boat! What you bet when l go
up today | put on my winning clothes
| got on today enough winning clothes
Danziger, to beat you if you are tel
times so lucky like always
That talk. Aaron. don't get no
where's with me. Lose just so much a
you like. | don't worry no more. That
: how disgusted me and the ladies on thi
boat feel about how all you men los
| your shirts off your backs to Mr.. Dan
ziger. Pull here my chair, Esther
that's how disgusted 7 feel. The shir
off your back you can lose
, "Mama -
Miss LefkovitCh lowered maiden eye
before the allusion. assisted her paren
to the steamer chair and packed tn
rug close about her frankly dstende
ankles.
Mama, you-you mustn't say sue
things
Mice talk don't 20 no more wit
your papa, Esther. / IN ashamed enough
too. that even in front of You 7 20
to talk to him plain. like ] feel.
But such a feeling got in my bone
for winning tonight, Bertha, you shoul
g know"
| "All the feelings what you got i
! your bones, Aaron, is rheumatism fo
me to rub
, "Eh, Danzgcr. tonight right off YOU
back ! win your shirt. Eth, you Booghc,
, you
. Copyright. 1920, by Wheeler Syndicate
CONTINUED TOMORROW