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They say he'd stand in front of Henry Lehman's barber shop every chance he'd get, watching the happy men getting their hair cut. And he put two and two together. Then he went straight to his mother and told her all about his wonderful and beautiful discovery. He was awful joyous about it. He said you only had to go to Mr. Lehman's barber shop with thirty-five cents, and the kind Mr.
In the desertion he walked past Lehman's Drug Store and Otto Kramer's bar, and crossed over to pause for a nameless moment in front of Paul Hendricks' Hobby Center, which was all dark, and seemed little changed. He took to a side street, and won back the rustle of trees and the click of his heels in the silence.
But it was nothing new to run into Nancy Codiss, the spindly fifteen-year-old next door. He had a sudden, unbelievably expansive impulse. "Hi, Nance," he said. "I didn't get much supper. Let's go down to Lehman's for a hamburger and maybe a soda." "Why good Frankie!" They didn't talk very much, walking down, waiting for their orders, or eating their hamburgers.
He told her who it was, and she could not believe him. "Jim Lehman's child? Not Emma surely not little Emma Lehman? How is that possible? Such a very short time ago it seems since I was lending her story-books! She couldn't speak English at all when she first came to school." "You knew her, then?" "Knew her? She was the only one who cried when I told them I would not teach school any more.
Little Bertha Lehman's pa would let her be a state Colorado or Nebraska, or something but he wouldn't let her sing unless it would be a German song in the original; and Hobbs, the English baker, said his Tillie would have to sing "Britannia Rules the Waves," or nothing; and two or three others said what they would and wouldn't do, and it looked like Red Gap itself was going to be dug up into trenches.
In front of Lehman's Drug Store he looked skyward again, to see a dazzling white cluster, like many meteors, falling. The gorgeous display lasted more than a second. "Good heavens, Franklin Nelsen what was that?" He looked down at the slight, aging woman, and stiffened slightly. Miss Rosalie Parks had been his Latin teacher in high school.
"Have many fights?" "Not so many as I used to," says Keats. "I knew that, too," says Shelley. "Now, then, you come right along with me." So he marches Keats and curls down to Henry Lehman's and says: "Give this poor kid a close haircut." And Henry Lehman won't do it. He says that Mrs.
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