Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1927-07-14

before him, burst into a loud guffaw.
Not at his wifes remark-at the car.
toon in front OF him.. But the inter.
ruption was inopportune.
Mrs. Cohen glanced sharply at him,
and the rabbi turned in surprise. There
was anger written on the countenance
of Mrs. Cohen; but she sought to begin
anew.
"vell, so Isaac he calls de DOCTOR"
she resumed, "und ven de doctor
comes"
Tsaac. behind his paper, INDUCED in
another guffaw. Mrs. Cohen stopped
in midsentence and gazed witheringly
upon her husband.
Such follishnessr she exclaimed,
and stamped her foot on the floor.
Then turning back to the rabbi. she
asked nervously:
Where was I?'
The rabbi smiled.
Your husband had just called the
doctor"
"Oh, yes" Mrs Cohen collected her
self. He called de doctor und &c doc
tor come. und--"
"Ha, ha. ha,' chortled Isaac Cohen
| The silence which ensued this time
was positively electric. Mrs. Cohen
| was purple.
|
follishness-always laughing at nod
"Huh?" Isaac Cohen lowered the
paper in surprise. You spik to me,
mamma"
of course-I spik to you for soch
| interrupdings!" And his wife tossed
her head. The rabbi fdgeted. fore
seeing a family argument.
! But, mamma, protested Cohen plain
rs,I,
3. McGinnis and Clarice" He sighed
"Soch a Wife,
Mrs. Cohen caught up this cue AMI
cried:
"Oh-so you voss laughing at de
wife. eh?"
mo, mamma" he FASTENED to say.
Il was just kipinG up wild the Jonses.
It's funny, mamma. Listen to What II
says. You big walrus, Why don't YOU
ing all day. Ged out Of my sight"
bod Clarice, What she says. IND
Aloysises. he says, yid the cigar in his
mouth and his hands on his hips.
Veil. says Aloysises, 'Clarice, you
soitenlY kin tin!l Of disagreeable
tings""
Mrs. Cohen made a terrible grimace.
'Iss dot funny? 1 isk you?-is dot
funny"
| nut mere y he IuilNN part. COtl-
tnued Isaac quickly. IND AIoysises
goes oud fer a pissness.'
The rabbi showed a CLEAN of in
terast.
lis that the one" he put in, smiling.
where he goes into business with Mr..
Duem?"
'Yis, und needs all de pretty girls"
laughed Isaac. bowling toward his
wife, and holding the newspaper TO-
ward her
She answered by a toss Of her head.
''Und Clarice catches him making
luf TO his stenographer," continued
Isaac, his eyes now filed with. tears
from laughing.
"Clarice should have slapped his
face"
Her eyes narrowed and she added
through clenched teeth:
Dot gift me an idea"
Isaac Cohen's face Strengthened in
stantly and he continued his reading
without so much as a smile, though
he glanced now and then toward his
wife.
''Fot was I talkin' aboud?" asked
I Mrs. Cohen of the rabbi.
: Your operation" said Rabbi Sam
uels with a slight sigh.
2 .Oh. Wis! Where vus lin de hos
! Ipital?" she asked.
/ 'Oh. no. your husband had Just
called the doctor"
Y Mrs. Cohen settled down TO business
. "So--ve call de doctor. und the doc
tor he come. und l said. Good eve
, ming, doctor" und he said, Good eve
t ming. Mrs. Cohen und-'
g And did he diagnose the case a:
l one of appendicitis" urged the rabbi
oh yis-jus' like dot said Mrs
r Cohen. swapping her fingers. Her tons
> hardened. Didn't he. Isaac"
Isaac Cohen glanced up hurriedly
almost furtively.
= 'Yis. yis. mamma"
And did he operate immediately
the rabbi asked.
NO :. he didn't want to-" Mrs
Cohen murmured dreamily.
:, HE didn't want to?'
'No--he didn't want to. Did he
| Isaac?"
Mrs. Cohen appealed to her husband
But Isaac was immersed in his paper
/ Did he, Isaac"
i IN e. no, of coise not" Isaac Cohen
Il FASTENED to gather his wits.
1 nd after a pause, he asked in a
small voice, Didn't want 10 do What
| mammal"
| Didn't want to operade!" she
| snapped. Isaac Cohen ducked as il
| in anticipation of some missile.
1 'Oh. the DOCTOR" he muttered weak
~. Mono, of coise not"
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