The Washington times., 1937-11-25

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He was accosted courteously by
the proprietor Of the bakery and
his plump wife, rolled into an i'm.
maculate white apron, standing
with him behind the counter.
Greeting them affably in return.
the man asked:
ANY fresh sugar buns for sale?"
I'VE don't have the sugar buns
until later" explained Baker
Schwarz volubly, "for this is
Saturday and the Sabbath. Peo-
pie don't buy during the day.
"The wait until after sundown
to get their foodstuffs, but around
4 o'clock" he continued, rubbing
his hands together, "the fresh
buns will start coming UP every
hour or So"
"I'll be needing a hundred"
said the stranger, 80 I'm giving
my order ahead. How much will
they be?"
"Two for 3 cents" answered
Schwarz.
"The price IS alright" shrugged
the man, but Just be sure I get
the whole hundred not later than
o'clock.
my MiSsuS belongs to the Fresh
Air League for Children and every
Saturday during July and August,
she takes so youngsters to a camp
in the mountains.
"After they've been riding for a
while, they get hungry, and to
keep them quiet she feeds them
milk and a couple of buns"
FINE DEED
ooh, that's beautiful" chimed
in the bakers wife, chat some
body should make such fine deeds
for others. I'd like to interest
myself in something like that,
and do good to some Kids also
"You know we haven't any. I
seem only to sit in the bakery
day and night and look after
Max" she sighed. She put her
handkerchief to her eyes, while
Schwarz patted her comfortingly
on the shoulder.
The custom er cheerfully
changed the subject by jokingly
remarking well, I'm nice to
people, too. You know Rosen-
baum, the clothier across the
way?
Well, I advised him to invest
his money in that house he's got
on Green Street, when I heard
it was going cheap"
"Why," said the baker scratch
ing his head, IT kind of remember
he told me some gentleman gave
him the dope on that house. So
you're the fellow. I'm glad to
know you" They shook hands.
Anybody what does anything
for a friend of mine, makes him
a friend to me, too. The hundred
buns shall cost only a penny
apiece"
The stranger ripped out dol
lar from fat roll Of bills, insist
ing on paying for the buns in ad-
vance. Accepting the money, the
baker, however, refused the cigar
the stranger handed to him, in
sisting he never smoked on the
Sabbath.
"Now don't fail me-" the
stranger emphasized, tapping on
the counter a few times, IT must
have those buns by o'clock.
"You don't know Mamma, II I
don't bring them home on time.
She's all excited if everything
isn't Just right when she takes
those kids along; it's some job"
Maybe could meet your wife
and she'd let me help her with
the children" said Mrs. Schwarz
wistfully.
Sure" said the stranger, 'TN
bring her over"
LEISURELY STROLL
He strolled in leisrlrely fashion
down Stanton Street; at the cor
ner he crossed, taking the other
side Of the road, until he reached
Rosenbaum'S Clothing Store, dag
onally opposite the Schwarz bak-
cry.
Although the windows Of the
shop were covered with signs read
ing Summer Clearance" and
Reduction Sale" it was deserted
except for old man Rosenbaum
himself and q salesman.
They both stood around aim
leSsly, while a buShelman could
be seen, sewing in the dim light
Of the back room.
"I'd like to see a nice suit" said
the stranger.
The proprietor commenting to
himself that this seemed a high
class fellow, decided he'd go to
work on him himself. Anyway it
would save the Salesman's com.
mission, and times weren't any
too good!
After trying on several makes,
the stranger selected a double
breasted dark blue suit, marked
sixty dollars. 1t fitted him per
fecbly.
That's the berries" enthused
the tailor. cts a handsome suit
the finest workmanship, the best
OF serge; it's positively a Messiah. y
he gurgled. "It's yours for only
fifty-five dollars.
you've got to do better thar
that" was the mans firm reply
my dear man." walled Rosen
baum, cts a seventy-five dollar
article. what Is suppoSed to b