The House That Shadows Built (1928)

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44 the house that SHADOWS BUILT Just at the period when Adolph Zukor became a fullfledged journeyman, the mink scarf burst on New York like an explosion. Ederstrom had seen the opportunity, and during the last six months in New York Adolph Zukor did little else than make this new confection. Fashions travelled westward rather slowly in those days; the rage for mink scarves had just begun to manifest itself in Chicago. Workmen who knew the trick were in demand. In three different establishments, Adolph got a hearing and a chance to demonstrate his skill. All of them offered him a place. He chose the one which seemed to afford the best prospects, and went to work next morning. In negotiating for the job, he had neglected to ask one important question — the amount of his weekly wage. He thought it most diplomatic to make no present inquiries. When his fortnightly pay envelope came, it held twenty-four dollars. By moving to Chicago, he had raised his wages four dollars a week! However, he worked at that bench less than a month. For in the meantime, he had found Max Schosberg. And Max raved over the commercial opportunities of Chicago. Already the World’s Fair had started a boom. Also, fur scarves were going to be a rage that season, a furore. “Let’s set up in business for ourselves,” said Max, “you make the stuff and I sell it — same as we did in New York.” Between them, they had a few hundred dollars of