Glad all these years

As for Mrs. Bin, who had been glad all these years with a gingham gown, she shortly discovered the kinds in attire of an enormous metropolis. Lots of her tenants envied her when she got here Saturday morning to the “Veibisher Shul,” that’s, the ladies’s part of the synagogue. Her fingers, which had been toiling for thus a few years dealing with over-alls, work shirts, and cotton gloves, had been now adorned with loads of rings with massive stones.

The Bins had been considerably shocked that their daughter had as but not made a “catch.” Little did they understand that metropolis boys are fashionable and they don’t fall for a lady with bodily power and rosy cheeks. They could admire a woman who’s “zaftig,” however they won’t marry her.

It was, due to this fact, a nice shock to the Bins, par-ticularly to Mrs. Bin, when Rachel knowledgeable them that she would carry a visitor, a Jewish professor, for dinner on Friday night time.

Within the grocery retailer and within the butcher store, the pleased mom knowledgeable all her pals of the distinguished visitor who would grace their Friday night time desk.

Her head was in a turmoil, making an attempt to resolve which gown to put on for the event. Although her Moe had been visiting the barber each two weeks, she insisted on his attendance on the tonsorial parlor earlier than that lapse of time, in order that he would possibly seem fully presentable.

Rachel herself she was not anxious about, for the mom all the time stated, “My daughter—even when she wears rags, her magnificence is excellent.”

Bin was not once more heard after his recitation

On the dinner desk, the voice of Bin was not once more heard after his recitation of the Kiddush. Mrs. Bin felt extremely complimented over the hearty urge for food of her visitor. This meant that her cooking was good. And in-cidentally, she admired the cleancut look of the professor, significantly his sharply-pointed mustache.

Earlier than his coming, mom and daughter had come to an understanding that daughter mustn’t enter the kitchen, to allow her to entertain the visitor. However when the final of the dishes had been eliminated, the voice of Mrs. Bin was heard.

“Rachel, Rachel, I need to see you for a second. I need to ask you one thing.” When the daughter got here into the kitchen, Mrs. Bim spoke reasonably timidly.

“It isn’t typically we will have a professor in the home. Now you know the way my rheumatism bothers me. These days I even have a little bit cough, and every so often I’ve a heartburning. Altogether, I’m not effectively. Do you suppose your professor wish to look at me?”

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