Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1920-11-14


ITS so funny the way we met hin
here at the springs for the first time
and right away I should find out hi:
uncle. Jake Spitz. of Spitz G. Spitz-
catherS-narriPd my Sister-i in la vs. ;:
sister. I;ena Linda baum
Il Know. nice people. too. car
! only say about Max CAM maybe hi:
+ digestion amt 50 good: but. say. lIk'
he said himself last night, a good wife
can make il better. F.h, Mrs. Kess
Ter. eh''
| great one to make fun, Ny
! Della amt got such thoughts yet
Like I say to her papa. She's so full
or life. that girl. It's shame she
should ever got to settle down"
/ believe me. with such a match she
so could set herself down in soft
feathers. can tell you there ain't
mother in Chicago wouldn't pick
herself out to be his law.
/ Il don't say. Mrs. Washauer. wher
Mr.. Right comes along that :! ain''
like every other mother. glad when
| her daughter makes a good marriage.
Its just a pleasure to see that girl
Mrs. Kessler. hardly her feet touch
the ground when she walks
| 1t amt nothing the way she is here
now. SO many people around. she
says, who think they are sick, give
| her the blues. But at home. if ! dc
say 1t. Mrs. Washauer, that girl is like
a birdie in the house, singing and
singing. Dancing around. so that ever
! when her papa was too sick to hole
up his head. didn't the doctor make
ner stay in the room to make him
/ laugh"
Say, don't l see for myself how ir
the dining room Max CAM can't take
his eyes off her. Don't old Herman
Hirkhimer. twice a great-grandfather
say say how it does his cardiac heart gooe
| 4 guess l told you. Mrs. Washauser
the time. though. we had to make hel
come along to the springs with US
All OF a sudden, Mrs. Washauer. 8
girl that don't got to turn her hand
her own bed on wash day, all of 8
| sudden that girl makes up her MIND
business woman she wants to be-"
Its all the style now, Mrs. Kessler
! for girls to learn business or kill theil
| time in social settlement work"
"Stenography and shorthand tina,
| girl had to learn. and I can tell you
her papa was mad enough"
Il always Say 1t don't hurt . sirl
| to know how to make her own living
even If she don't need it. God forbid
| anything should ever happen she ain't
so helpless, God forbid"
But for why, l ask you. Mrs. Was
hauer, should our Della work? Idon't
say her papa is such a rich man. Mrs
Don't know how Marcus Kesslers
daughter don't got to work for her
living unless she wants it?'
And how we had to beg until she
would give up that position to come
ness done 1t. Colt sci dank. Mrs.
Washauer, while I don't say her pa =
pas q rich man. he can afford his
daughter don't have to"
Il should say so! Say. I amt got
the name Kessler. ask my husband If
I didn't right away say, Boys pants"
All by herself one day. Mrs Wash
amer. that child went down and with
out one word gets herself a position
with the Peoria Aero Club. a concern
for prizes"
That's what we needed yet I said,
on top OF her papa's sickness. Fly
she went flying up in one, Mrs. Wash
auer: till her papa put his foot down. p"
Say. that's a trouble for you! We
had case. too, in Chicago. A grand
boy. well-off family on the south side
neck coming down in one!"
Don't I know? At homo we got
such a boy. too. right in our block.
Archie Meyer. Mrs. Washauer. what
everybody says has got brains to
make good in any legitimate business
For five years, Mrs. Washauer, with q
young lady sister to support since his
father died, has the boy fooled around
building q wing machine in his back
shed A boy like that who, with a
@xyA ko~H ~ ALL
make himself one of the catches in
Peoria"
That's a trouble for some mother"
mo. for his sister. 1 tell you. I
feel sorry enough for Minna Meyer
No such flying machine ideas has she
got in her head as her brother. And
like always say. they pull each other
down. Without a sister to support
Archie Meyer could have any girl he
wanted. With a husband instead Of
could hold up her head and have
something to think Of except her all
ing and sickness"
Flying machines yet! Like auto
mobiles amt dangerous enough. Just
for fun. Mrs. Kessler. ask my husband
mobile, and how ] am too afraid"
my Della is
There she comes now. Say. don't
she look sweet in that pink shirt
waist? How cute for her to dress that
way all the time in stif collars like a
little boy. Don't she look sweet?
Around the elbow of the veranda,
ardently, the slim feet Of her too light
to linger long where they touched.
danced Miss Della Kessler into her
parents vision. bending daintily as a
bird to drink. for the matinal kiss.
Morning. mommy dear! Morning,
Mrs. Washauer! Where's papa?"
Down by the spring already for
his second glass;"
Then he feels betterr'
Gross like bear, that's how good
he feels Such grand night he had,
Della. Fix your hair smoother, baby
Let her alone. she looks fine that
so curly it looks
Let her alone: she looks fine that
| way. Mrs. Kessler. Fine enough to
grab all the beaus. don't you, Miss
Della? Ach, there goes my husband
after his last glass. l. see you later
down by the spring. Mrs. Kessler
Here. wait for me. Laz-Laz!" And she
waddled on the rocker released Of
| Miss Kessler perched herself on the
! arm of chair and sighed audibly. as
4 il the siphon OF her patience had been
'Mommy. dear. haven't just begged
you not to sit around with that old
gossip-pot?"
Il guess. Della, you want I should
sit around with Mrs. Van Ritz and
her crowd from New York, with their
crimped yellow heads and their noses
so high they must be smelling heaven,
! know my place, Della, at a place
| like this. Such swells as always sit
down at the other end Of the porch
by themselves. amt got no time for
I me, or me for them"
"But, mommy-'
! 1.-THE swell COY crowd, she thinks
can mix with yet! Mrs Washauer
is a plain woman like me, Della. We