Continued Applauding

Mrs. Bark was touched by the speech, and he or she continued applauding even when the remainder of the ladies had stopped.

There was a spontaneous rush to the speaker’s stand on the a part of the ladies to shake the younger speaker’s hand and to congratulate him.

Mrs. Bark was amongst them, and he or she was pleasantly shocked when the younger lecturer addressed her.

“Why, Mrs. Bark, how are you? You look fantastic.”

Whereas she was anxious to ask how he knew her, the opposite girls on the platform pushed her away.

When the turmoil had ceased, she came to visit to him.

“Gee, my goodness, I’m so glad that youse is aware of me. Vy, it’s an ideal pleasure—a advantageous speaker—a pleasant younger man—to know me.”

Ben Star smilingly responded, “Why, don’t you re-member me, Mrs. Barkowsky? You lived subsequent door to us. You and my mom are nice mates. I went to grammar college and highschool along with your Sammy.”

“Youse means to inform me that you just’re Bella Starkow- sky’s son?”

He answered with pleasure, “I’m very sorry my mom couldn’t be right here right now; my grandpa had a nasty night time. And by the way in which, how is your son, Sam?”

Rose Bark lowered her head . . . She couldn’t reply. . . . Final night time once more her Sam had come house at daybreak, the aroma of alcohol reaching her nostrils.

WANTED A SALESMAN

WHEN Abe Robin reached the guts of “the outdated terri-tory”—the neighborhood the place as an immigrant he had spent his younger manhood, he considered these laborious days and the lovable unsere menshen who had given him shelter and meals.

He remembered most vividly Mendel the melamed, with whom he had stayed in the course of the first two or three weeks after his arrival from the outdated nation.

The home had not modified.

When Robin knocked on the door, Minna, outdated Mendel’s daughter, met him. She was shocked to see her wealthy landsman standing there.

“Inform me, Minna,” he requested, “how is father? How is your mom, that kosher soul? Are you married?”

“Thank God . . . married for 5 years now. My husband misplaced his job six months after our mairiage. However thank God, from time to time he finds just a few days work. Thank God, Poppa and Momma are all proper. They’re each within the Outdated House. They’re very glad there. Now

they bless the great individuals who supplied a house for his or her outdated age.”

“By the way in which,” Robin inquired unexpectedly, “how is your youthful sister, Lena?”

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