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Updated: June 13, 2025
"You bet I am. I sell the best little skirt in the world. Strauss's Sans-silk Petticoat, warranted not to crack, rip, or fall into holes. Greatest little skirt in the country." Emma McChesney straightened her collar and jabot with a jerk, and sat up. "Oh, now, don't give me that bunk.
It means hundreds of thousands of dollars to the Sans-Silk people if they get it. But they won't get it." T. A. Buck stood up suddenly. "Look here, Emma! If you're " "I certainly am. Nothing can stop me. The skirt business has been well, you know what it's been for the last two years. The South American boats sail twice a month. Fat Ed Meyers' clothes are promised for next week.
"Do you mean Ed Meyers of the Strauss Sans-silk Skirt Company?" "That's so. You two are in the same line, aren't you? He's a great little piano player, Ed is. Ever hear him play?" "When did he get in?" "Oh, he just came in fifteen minutes ago on the Ashland division. He's in at supper." "Oh," said Emma McChesney. The two letters breathed relief.
He said the Strauss Sans-silk skirt isn't what it used to be. And he's right." "Oh, say " objected Ed Meyers. "It's true," insisted Hattie. "But I couldn't tell him that I didn't buy Featherlooms because McChesney made me tired. Besides, she never entertains me when I'm in New York. Not that I'd go to the theater in the evening with a woman, because I wouldn't, but Say, listen.
Say I want to speak to the tailor who fits Mr. Ed Meyers, of the Sans-Silk Skirt Company." T. A. Buck leaned forward, mouth open, eyes wide. "Well, what in the name of " "I'll let you know in a minute. Maybe I'm wrong. It's just one of my hunches. But for ten years I sold Featherlooms through the same territory that Ed Meyers was covering for the Sans-Silk Skirt people.
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