THE INTERCOLONIAL TEXTILE COMPANY'S THE INTERCOLONIAL TEXTILE COMPANY'S PRESENCE AT THE MARRIAGE OF HER DAUGHTER BESSIE BESSIE TO Mr. PHILIP STERNSILVER Mr. Mr. PHILIP STERNSILVER ON THURSDAY, DECEMBER 16, 1909, AT SIX O'CLOCK NEW RIGA HALL, 522 ALLEN STREET, NEW YORK Isaac Seiden "What's the use you are inviting a corporation to a wedding, Mr. Seiden?" Philip said as he returned the invitation with a heavy sigh. "A corporation couldn't eat nothing, Mr. Seiden." "Sure, I know," Seiden replied. "I ain't asking 'em they should eat anything, Sternsilver. All I am wanting of 'em is this: Here it is in black and white. Me and Beckie and that old Schnorrer, Mrs. Saphir, requests the honour of the Intercolonial Company's presents at the marriage of their daughter. You should know a corporation's presents is just as good as anybody else's presents, Sternsilver. Ain't it?" Sternsilver nodded gloomily. "Also I am sending invitations to a dozen of my best customers and to a couple of high-price sales-men. Them fellers should loosen up also oncet in a while.
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