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"And when Yetta seen it was only poker chips she knew the kid couldn't buy candy with 'em not even in Yonkers; so she didn't think any more about it until it come over her just like that how quiet everything was.
Presently, as we reached the main sidewalk, we were held up by Auntie Yetta, who was apparently returning from one of the cottages across the road "Is this the one you are after?" she demanded of me, with a wink in the direction of Miss Tevkin. And, looking her over, "You do know a good thing when you see it." Then to her: "Hold on to him, young lady. Hold on tight. Mr.
"Forward bend!" commanded, and bent, Miss Bailey and her buttoned-in-back-waist followed the example of less fashionable models, shed its pearl buttons in a shower upon the smooth blotter and gave Yetta the inspiration for which she had been waiting.
I don't needs my mamma should go by my side. Ain't you said I could to go all places what I wants I should go, sooner Teacher gives me papers mit writings?" "Sure could you," Eva repeated solemnly. "There ain't no place where you couldn't to go mit it." "I'll go on the country," said Yetta. That evening Mrs. Aaronsohn joined her neighbours upon the doorstep for the first time in seven years.
The First Reader Class, serenely good under the eye of Patrick Brennan, who wore one of the discarded brass buttons of his sire pinned to the breast of his shirt-waist, found nothing to fear or to obey in his supplanter, and Miss Bailey returned to her kingdom to find it in an uproar and her regent in tears. "I don't likes it. I don't likes it," Yetta wailed. "All the boys shows a fist on me.
The average was, however, not more than $8, as the factory had been idle four weeks, and very dull for five months, though busy for the remaining six. Yetta looked very robust and happy. She seemed comfortable in her work and with her income, in spite of the extra labor of washing some of her own clothes and making her own waists.
Taking her time about it, she first made a careful examination of its contents and then attacked what she evidently considered a choice piece. By way of calling my attention to the proceeding, Auntie Yetta stepped on my foot under the table and gave me a knowing glance The noise in the dining-room was unendurable. It seemed as though everybody was talking at the top of his voice.
Then in a minute this here Yetta, the cook, says: 'Why, now, Miss Margery was saying she'd go downtown to buy some candy, and Yetta says: 'You know, Miss Margery, your mother never 'ets you have candy. And Margery says: 'Well, she might change her mind any minute you can't tell; and it's best to have some on hand in case she does. And she'd got some poker chips out of the box to buy the candy with five blue chips she had, knowing they was nearly money anyway.
Still he managed to conceal his repugnance to all these uninviting things and he sipped his diluted Rhine wine, ate his sandwich an unpalatable one under the watchful eyes of his companion. By eight o'clock the room was jammed with working-people, all talking and in a half dozen tongues. Occasionally Yetta left him to join a group, and where she went silence fell. She was the oracle of the crowd.
On the fourth morning of her ablutions Yetta reached Room 18 while a reading lesson was absorbing Teacher's attention: "Powers above!" ejaculated Patrick Brennan, with all the ostentatious virtue of the recently reformed, "here's that new kid late again!" The new kid, in copious tears, encountered one of the "long-mad-proud-looks" and cringed. "Why are you late?" demanded Miss Bailey.
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