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Updated: June 11, 2025
You have seen how a woman, long denied luxuries, feeds her starved senses on soft silken things, on laces and gleaming jewels, for pure sensuous delight in their feel and look. Thus Fanny mused as she eyed these treasures grim, deft, repressed things, done with that economy of line which is the test of the etcher's art. Fenger hung up the receiver. "So it's taken you two months, Miss Brandeis.
Which it more than likely was. Fanny Brandeis used to think that she would dress exactly as Mrs. McChesney dressed, if she too were a successful business woman earning a man-size salary. Mrs. McChesney was a blue serge sort of woman and her blue serge never was shiny in the back.
Captain Brandeis, whose influence is now small, declares they can no longer sustain a serious engagement, and is himself in the intention of leaving Samoa by the Lubeck of the 5th February."
At half past three that afternoon there entered Brandeis' Bazaar a white-faced, wide-eyed boy who was Theodore Brandeis; a plump, voluble, and excited person who was Emil Bauer; and a short, stocky man who looked rather like a foreign-born artisan plumber or steam-fitter in his Sunday clothes. This was Levine Schabelitz.
She looked about at the bright, well-stocked shelves and tables with a new eye a speculative eye. The Christmas season was over. January was the time for inventory and for replenishment. Mrs. Brandeis had always gone to Chicago the second week in January for the spring stock. But something was forming in Fanny Brandeis's mind a resolve that grew so rapidly as to take her breath away.
He had never lived in Winnebago. "Oh, certainly," Bauer hastened to say. He had. "I!" Molly Brandeis looked down at her apron, and stroked it with her fingers. Then she looked up with a little smile that was not so pleasant as her smile usually was. There had flashed across her quick mind a picture of Mrs. G. Manville Smith. Mrs.
This is not the last time that I shall have to salute the merits of that service. The defeat and death of Saifaleupolu and the burning of Manono had thus passed off without the least advantage to Tamasese. But he still held the significant position of Mulinuu, and Brandeis was strenuous to make it good.
If Fanny Brandeis' sense of proportion had not been out of plumb she might have realized that, to Winnebago, the new First National Bank building was as significant and epochal as had been the Woolworth Building to New York. The very intimacy of these details, Fanny argued, was another reason for leaving Winnebago.
"Well, for the land's sakes!" he protested. "I guess you're not the only one who likes sweet potatoes." Fanny applied a generous dab of butter to an already buttery morsel, and chewed it with an air of conscious virtue. "I've got to eat a lot. This is the last bite I'll have until to-morrow night." "What's that?" exclaimed Mrs. Brandeis, sharply. "Yes, it is!" hooted Theodore.
This, then, was the first public presentation of the idea of the preferential shop. Mr. Brandeis, as a result of close study of labor disputes and a rich experience in settling strikes, had reached the conclusion that the position of the adherents of the closed as well as those of the open shop was economically and socially untenable.
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