The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1932-02-05

/ herself that she had not come for
romance, and walked toward the
door marked "Oflce-Jacob Salo-
mon, Manager"
She was little surprised that
there we're no other girls waiting
and little cast down as well. That
probably was clear indication that
Dreamland jobs were not too
profitable.
She knocked at the frosted glass
door. A querulous voice babe her
enter.
Jacob Solomon did not rise when
she came in. He was wearing a
hat. He did not remove his hat.
Nor did he remove the cigar in his
mouth when he inquired her bust
ness, Ellen told him.
'D'ja ever dance professionally?
mo, I haven't. But I'm a very
good dancer" replied Ellen in a
voice as brusque as his own.
She had no intention of being in
Inundated by Jacob Solomon. He
leaned across his untidy desk,
wound up a portable victrola, put
on a record and stood up.
I'll try you out" he said
Ellen looked startled. But evil
IDENTIFY Solomon expected her to
dance with him. He was holding
out his arms.
She never before had danced with
a man in his shirt sleeves, a man
wearing a hat and smoking a cigar.
But she stepped firmly forward.
ELLEN was a light and graceful
H dancer. She was surprised to
find that Solomon, for all his bulk,
danced better than any partner she
had ever had before.
After two turns of the room he
released her. mopped his forehead
and Topped into his swivel chair
again.
You're o. k" he announced.
Turn up with your evening dress
at o'clock tonight. You're al
lowed Mondays off if you want 'em.
Take any other night off, without
explaining in advance, and you're
fired. That's all"
Ellen smiled family.
I'm afraid it isn't ALL" she OBJ
served unruffled. Il have to be
satisfied with the job, too. What is
the salary?"
No salary. Commissions. The
boys pay 10 cents a dance straight
dancing. You can pick up more
giving private lessons. You get half
the takings. You split your tips,
too--if any"
He squinted his eyes and regard
ed her with the cold glance of a sur
geon or a musical comedy director.
You're good looking" he admit
ted, as if he had just noticed it.
you got class, too. I guess you'll
knock the spots off any of the host
esses we have now.
you ought to make So or 81 an
evening easy-$6 or 81 on Satur-
days. Easier than clerking in a
store. That what you do now?"
Ellen was considerably taken
aback. Color rose in her cheeks,
but her voice was cool as she ad-
mitted that she did clerk in a store
and meant to continue to do so.
Solomon indifferently assured her
that such a course was an easy way
to quick suicide, but he did not ap-
pear to be really interested.
Another thing" Ellen said as she
prepared to leave. IT haven't any
real evening dress. Only semi-eve-
ming dresses"
Salomon's feet, which had been
checked upon the desk, came down
on the floor.
won't do" he said. st might as
we'll tell you that the evening
clothes are the catch. They wear
out fast here. And you gotta have
EN-.
This is a classy place. Part Of
our advertising is Every beautiful
hostess in the latest from Paris"
But I"
won't do. We're in this biz for
money-not for our health" He
added speculatively, his eyes GU
rious, mo reason why a Jane as
looking as you are shouldn't
have all the evening buds in the
world No reason for that matter
why you should be clerking in a
store or working here either"
n
4 S Ellen, angry and discouraged,
IA went out the door, he called af-
ter her, 1.-THE jobs always open if
you manage to scare up the dress"
Late that afternoon, Ellen, Bit
terly disappointed at losing the $40
or $25 a week, telephoned to the
Brooklyn apartment house.
There was a long wait while good
natured Mrs. Clancy climbed the
stairs to bring Molly to the phone