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"The rainy days come to them that save up for them, like us old-fashioned ones, Mrs. Schimm." "I Look, will you? Ain't that Izzy Shongut crossing the street? He comes home from work this early! I tell you, Mrs. Lissman, I don't want to say nothing; but I hear things ain't so good with the Shonguts." "So!" "Yes; I hear, since the old man bought out that sausage concern, they got their troubles."
Say, we don't want no poets in the family." "I should say not! But I guess she gets all the good chances she wants." "And more. A young man from Cincinnati if I tell you his name, right away you know him twice her papa brought him out to supper after they had business down-town together only twice; and now every week he sends her five pounds " "Just think!" "And such roses, Mrs. Lissman!
"Some time, Mrs. Lissman, when my Renie ain't home, I want you should come over and I read you some of the letters that girl gets from young men. So mad she always gets at me if she knows I talk about them." "Mrs. Shongut, you'll laugh when I tell you; but already in the school my Jeannie gets little notes what the little boys write to her.
Isadora Shongut paused in the act of mounting the front steps and turned a blood-driven face toward his neighbor. His under jaw sagged and trembled, and his well-knit body seemed to have lost its power to stand erect, so that his clothes bagged. "Good evening, Mrs. Lissman." "You're home early to-night, Izzy?" "Y-yes."
"I wish you could see the bird of paradise my Birdie bought when her and Simon was in Kansas City on their wedding-trip you can believe me or not, a yard long! How that man spends money on that girl, Mrs. Lissman!" "Say, when you got it to spend I always say it's right. He's in a good business and makes good money." "You should know how good."
Schimm in a shady corner of her porch, dazzled her eyes, and flashed teasingly on her needle, so that she crammed her dainty fabric in her sewing-bag and crossed the paved street. "You don't mind, Mrs. Lissman, if I come over on your porch for a while, where it's shady?" "It's a pleasure, Mrs. Schimm. Come right up and have a rocker." "Just a few minutes I can stay."
"I give you right, Mrs. Shongut. Look at Jeannette Bamberger, over on Kingston; every night when me and Mr. Lissman used to walk past last summer, right on her grand front porch that girl sat alone, like she was glued." "I know." "Then look at Birdie Schimm, across the street. Her mother a poor widow who keeps a roomer, and look how her girl did for herself!
Lissman, I got good reasons to have pleasure out of my children. I guess you heard, Mrs. Lissman, what a grand position my Izzy has got with his uncle, of the Isadore Flexner Banking-house. Lissman, for a boy like Izzy!" "I tell you, Mrs. Shongut, if you got rich relations it's a help." "How grand my brother has done for himself, Mrs. Lissman! Such a house he has built on Kingston Place!
Shongut, such a pretty girl and such a fine-looking boy you can be proud of." "Ach, Mrs. Lissman, you think so?" "There ain't one on the street any prettier than Miss Renie. 'I tell you, if my Roscoe was ten years older she could have him, I says to my husband." Mrs. Shongut leaned forward on her broom-handle. "If I say so myself, Mrs.
"And such a nice woman! That's what she needs yet on top of his heart trouble and her girl running round with Sollie Spitz; and, from what she don't say, I can see that boy causes her enough worry with his wild ways. That's what that poor woman needs yet!" "Look at Izzy, Mrs. Lissman. I bet that boy drinks or something. Look at his face like a sheet!
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