The House That Shadows Built (1928)

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34 the house that SHADOWS BUILT Then he did business with a glassed-in lunch counter which protruded from the front of an old house in Houston Street. The cashier, when Adolph took away the last order, used to tip him a glass of milk and a sandwich or an apple and a piece of pie. And Adolph was a healthy sixteen-year-old boy, who could never eat too much! After the busy season ended at Frankel’s, he found that the house of Ederstrom, “Fur Novelties,” in West Third Street, offered a better chance to learn the trade. So, still at four dollars a week, he began his third apprenticeship. With those deft hands of his, he went rapidly ahead. By 1891, when he stood on the verge of nineteen years, he was a full-fledged journeyman making the respectable wage of eight dollars a week. When he got his job in the upholsterer’s, Adolph left the flat of Gustavus Liebermann and went to board on Lewis Street in the heart of the East Side with the Seltzers, remote cousins from Ricse. They charged him three dollars a week; and he was making only two dollars. He supplied the difference from the little hoard in the lining of his second-best waistcoat. After he settled down into “furs,” he boarded, at the same standard fee, with Mrs. Blau, daughter of the storekeeper to whom he was apprenticed at Szanto; she had married a cousin of the same name. Warm clothes against the New York winter had by now finished his treasured forty dollars. The era of monotonous five-story tenements on the