Beat­rice Fox Auer­bach at her desk at G. Fox. Jew­ish His­tor­i­cal Soci­ety of Greater Hart­ford.
 

Among the long list of Don Drap­er’s roman­tic con­quests in the tele­vi­sion series Mad Men, Rachel Menken, the savvy, beau­ti­ful pres­i­dent of Menken’s depart­ment store, stood out. Dri­ven and ambi­tious, she charmed Don with her intel­li­gence and wit­ty ban­ter, even as she com­mand­ed a con­fer­ence room full of ego-dri­ven mad­men in design­er suits. Rachel, who broke it off with the infa­mous­ly desir­able Casano­va, is often cit­ed as the one who got away,” and even earned her own thread on Red­dit, Don Drap­er’s True Love?”

Rachel’s real-life inspi­ra­tion was Beat­rice Fox Auer­bach, an even more impres­sive woman when it came to run­ning the coun­try’s largest fam­i­ly-owned depart­ment store, albeit, per­haps, with­out the same movie star looks. Like Rachel, Beat­rice was Jew­ish and sin­gle when she took over the store from her father, fol­low­ing his death in 1938. (Unlike Rachel, Beat­rice was wid­owed with two chil­dren, and many sur­mised that, while not exact­ly dat­ing Don Drap­er types, Beat­rice did have a roman­tic rela­tion­ship with her lawyer.)

Menken’s depart­ment store was a stand-in for G. Fox, a sta­ple of Con­necti­cut life for more than a cen­tu­ry. G. Fox was found­ed by Beat­rice’s grand­fa­ther Ger­shon in 1848, but it was his grand­daugh­ter who trans­formed it into one of Amer­i­ca’s most suc­cess­ful stores. When not walk­ing the aisles wear­ing white gloves, swip­ing the under­side of coun­ters, and run­ning her fin­ger along shelves to check for dust, Beat­rice sat on a raised stool in her office, plac­ing low chairs for guests, to obscure the fact that she stood bare­ly five feet tall. Fas­tid­i­ous and tough, Mrs. Auer­bach brooks no oppo­si­tion,” wrote the pub­lish­er Ben­nett Cerf, she does­n’t even rec­og­nize it. When she sails through her domain, even the steel gird­ers trem­ble slightly.”

Beat­rice claimed a num­ber of firsts. Dur­ing the Great Depres­sion, when com­pa­nies reg­u­lar­ly fired mar­ried women employ­ees, Beat­rice not only hired them but also fre­quent­ly pro­mot­ed them. In fact, G. Fox did not let go of a sin­gle work­er dur­ing the entire peri­od of eco­nom­ic depres­sion. In 1942, she again broke with prece­dent by employ­ing African Amer­i­cans in sales posi­tions and man­age­ment roles. G. Fox is one of the few depart­ment stores in the Unit­ed States where a Negro employ­ee may say with qui­et con­fi­dence, ‘‘I’m work­ing hard for the next step up,” wrote Mar­jorie Greene in the mag­a­zine Oppor­tu­ni­ty in 1948. That year, G. Fox had 2,500 employ­ees, 250 of whom were Black, work­ing in sales, as tele­phone dis­patch­ers, clerks, gift wrap­pers, seam­stress­es, floor stock han­dlers, and ele­va­tor oper­a­tors. Lester Holmes was an African Amer­i­can for­mer Gl who was hired to han­dle ware­house stock and was even­tu­al­ly pro­mot­ed to head of the depart­ment that sold sheets and blan­kets. Anaretha Shaw, a Black moth­er of six, was a per­son­nel coun­selor, respon­si­ble for recruit­ing and hir­ing G. Fox employ­ees. When she resigned, Sarah Mur­phy, a Black major in the Wom­en’s Army Corps and a grad­u­ate of New York Uni­ver­si­ty’s per­son­nel admin­is­tra­tion pro­gram, replaced her. While Sarah was trained in per­son­nel work, she was­n’t famil­iar with retail sell­ing, so as part of her intro­duc­tion to the store G. Fox made her a sales­woman in the lin­gerie depart­ment. That was par­tic­u­lar­ly notable, because lin­gerie depart­ments rarely hired Black sales staff, on the assump­tion that white cus­tomers would object to Black employ­ees han­dling their inti­mates. The Nation­al Urban League rec­og­nized Beat­rice’s efforts, and the NAACP gave her a life­time membership.

She was a tiny lit­tle thing. Very petite and thin, almost frag­ile,” said Janet Cramer, who worked at G. Fox while in high school in the ear­ly 1960s. Her jobs were in the swim­suit depart­ment (it was awful telling women they looked good when they did­n’t), jew­el­ry (she was relo­cat­ed after mak­ing a billing mis­take), and the Rus­sell Stover choco­late counter (her favorite). Janet was the recip­i­ent of a schol­ar­ship from Beat­rice to attend the Uni­ver­si­ty of Con­necti­cut’s pedi­atric nurs­ing pro­gram, and she vis­it­ed her boss’s office for the first and only time to thank her. She was proud that she could help a nice Jew­ish girl like me become a nurse,” Janet recalled of the con­ver­sa­tion. A few years after Janet left for nurs­ing school, Beat­rice decid­ed to sell G. Fox to the May depart­ment store chain for $41 mil­lion, or more than $380 mil­lion in today’s dol­lars. When news of the sale broke, Beat­rice said she would give most of the mon­ey away. One thing you can be cer­tain of is that I won’t be spend­ing it on yachts and hors­es,” she quipped.

Mrs. Auer­bach brooks no oppo­si­tion,” wrote the pub­lish­er Ben­nett Cerf, she does­n’t even rec­og­nize it. When she sails through her domain, even the steel gird­ers trem­ble slightly.”

The Jew­ish com­mu­ni­ty had a long, sto­ried his­to­ry in the retail indus­try. Numer­ous Jew­ish immi­grants from Ger­many, east­ern Europe, and else­where arrived in Amer­i­ca at the turn of the nine­teenth cen­tu­ry, pre­sid­ing over stores that became house­hold names. In New York, there was Isidor Straus and his broth­er Nathan, Joseph Bloom­ing­dale and his broth­er Lyman, and Horace Saks and his cousin Bernard Gim­bel. From F&R Lazarus, to Kauf­man­n’s, to Neiman Mar­cus, Jew­ish mer­chants became well known through­out the coun­try. Jew­ish women were also mer­chants, many of whom worked at these ear­ly stores and carved out careers in sales and adver­tis­ing, and some, like Beat­rice, either inher­it­ed lead­er­ship roles or found­ed stores themselves.

Mary Ann Cohen was the Dutch-born daugh­ter of a rab­bi. She mar­ried the Eng­lish­man Isaac Magnin at age fif­teen, and the cou­ple had eight chil­dren. Mary Ann and her brood immi­grat­ed to Amer­i­ca in the ear­ly 1870s and head­ed straight for San Fran­cis­co. There, Isaac got a job at Gump’s, a depart­ment store, and Mary Ann opened her own small shop out of the fam­i­ly’s home, where she used her sewing skills to cre­ate lin­gerie for the wealthy ladies of Nob Hill. Mary Ann’s offer­ings became so pop­u­lar that she soon expand­ed to bridal gowns and baby clothes, order­ing lace and linen from Europe. Although her mer­chan­dise was expen­sive, she did a brisk busi­ness with the help of the city’s car­riage trade, and by 1880, Mary Ann had her own store in down­town San Fran­cis­co. She named it I. Magnin, after her husband.

When the 1906 earth­quake destroyed the city, I. Magnin was lev­eled along with the rest of down­town, but a large loan enabled the fam­i­ly to rebuild, and by 1912 the store was doing so well that it expand­ed into its first branch loca­tion. I. Magnin spe­cial­ized in high-end goods, from $500 day dress­es to $5,000 evening gowns. One cus­tomer placed a $25,000 order for dress­es every year — over the phone. Anoth­er flew to San Fran­cis­co to have her mea­sure­ments tak­en, then asked that every Nor­man Norell – designed gown with sequins be sent to her by mail. For the first three years, the I. Magnin buy­er sent her dress­es and in return received effu­sive thank-you notes. But then, sud­den­ly, the cus­tomer stopped writ­ing. The buy­er con­tin­ued to send the sequined gowns and con­tin­ued to receive checks for the dress­es, but there was no com­ment as to whether the cus­tomer liked the buy­er’s selec­tions. Sev­er­al years lat­er, the buy­er final­ly dis­cov­ered the rea­son. He was in the cus­tomer’s home­town when he bumped into her at a din­ner par­ty. She had put on weight since they had first met, and decid­ed it was eas­i­er to pay thou­sands of dol­lars for the dress­es every year than to write back and admit she was now two sizes larger.

By the turn of the cen­tu­ry, Mary Ann’s sons, but not her daugh­ters, joined her in busi­ness. Still, the aging matri­arch had no inten­tion of retir­ing. Mary Ann con­tin­ued work­ing at the store, arriv­ing each after­noon at 3:00 for her dai­ly inspec­tion, even after she was con­fined to a wheel­chair, until she died at age nine­ty-four, in 1943. One son, Joseph, did break away from the fam­i­ly after falling in love with a millinery work­er at the store, refus­ing to abide by his moth­er’s rule that fam­i­ly mem­bers not frat­er­nize with the staff. Joseph mar­ried her, then opened a com­pet­ing store near­by, the Joseph Magnin Com­pa­ny, which became famous for han­dling the 1967 trousseau of the pres­i­den­tial daugh­ter Lyn­da Bird Johnson.

Anoth­er Jew­ish female mer­chant of renown was Lena Him­mel­stein, the cre­ator of Lane Bryant. Lena did not have very aus­pi­cious begin­nings: her par­ents died in a pogrom in their Lithuan­ian vil­lage just days after she was born, in 1879. Her grand­par­ents raised Lena before ship­ping her off to Amer­i­ca at age six­teen. She was booked on a pas­sage accom­pa­nied by dis­tant rel­a­tives, but no one informed her that she was mak­ing the transat­lantic jour­ney for the express pur­pose of mar­ry­ing the fam­i­ly’s home­ly son upon land­ing in New York. Lena refused to go along with the scheme and instead joined her sis­ter, who was already liv­ing in New York, and got a job as a seam­stress in a sweat­shop for $1 a week. At age twen­ty, in 1899, Lena final­ly chose to mar­ry, but her hus­band, David Bryant, a Brook­lyn jew­el­er, died of tuber­cu­lo­sis soon after their first child was born. All of the cou­ple’s mon­ey had been spent on her hus­band’s ill­ness, and the only thing left of val­ue was a pair of dia­mond ear­rings that he had giv­en Lena as a wed­ding gift. With lit­tle choice, Lena pawned the dia­mond ear­rings to make a down pay­ment on a sewing machine and began to sew neg­ligees and tea gowns to sup­port her­self and her infant son. She earned a loy­al fol­low­ing of cus­tomers, and she was suc­cess­ful enough that in 1904 she opened a store on upper Fifth Avenue in Harlem, the sign on the door read­ing Bri­dle Shop.” The error was thanks to an illit­er­ate sign painter — the store spe­cial­ized in bridal gowns, not head­gear for horses.

While Lena had racked up mis­for­tunes, some of her tri­als turned for­tu­itous. Anoth­er spelling mis­take would ignite her career. While she was run­ning her small store, in 1907, a cus­tomer request­ed an out­fit she could wear while preg­nant, and Lena fash­ioned one of her tea gowns with an accor­dion-pleat­ed skirt to cam­ou­flage her bel­ly. Instead of a belt, she attached the skirt to the bodice with an elas­tic band. The dress caught on, and Lena was soon inun­dat­ed with orders. Excit­ed by her suc­cess in orig­i­nat­ing what would become the mater­ni­ty wear mar­ket, Lena was quick­ly scrib­bling a deposit slip at the bank one day, when she trans­posed two of the let­ters of her name into Lane.” At first, she was too embar­rassed to cor­rect the mis­spelling, but then she real­ized how much she liked it. When her suc­cess with mater­ni­ty wear enabled her to move to larg­er quar­ters on West Thir­ty-Eighth Street, the sign she hung above the door read Lane Bryant.”

While Lena’s com­pa­ny was boom­ing with its mater­ni­ty line, the new mar­ket was not with­out its chal­lenges. Most sig­nif­i­cant­ly, news­pa­pers held to prud­ish rules that for­bade adver­tise­ments for mater­ni­ty wear, deem­ing it unseem­ly. In 1911, The New York Her­ald final­ly broke with prece­dent, and after adver­tis­ing, Lena saw her sales dou­ble with­in the year. It is no longer the fash­ion nor the prac­tice for expec­tant moth­ers to stay in seclu­sion,” read an ear­ly Lane Bryant adver­tise­ment. Doc­tors, nurs­es and psy­chol­o­gists agree that at this time a woman should think and live as nor­mal­ly as pos­si­ble.… Lane Bryant has orig­i­nat­ed mater­ni­ty appar­el in which the expec­tant moth­er may feel as oth­er women feel because she looks as oth­er women look.”

By then, Lena had mar­ried for a sec­ond time, to a mechan­i­cal engi­neer, Albert Malsin. He began man­ag­ing his wife’s busi­ness and per­suad­ed the man­u­fac­tur­ers along Sev­enth Avenue to mass-pro­duce her designs. Albert also start­ed an enor­mous­ly suc­cess­ful Lane Bryant mail-order cat­a­log and helped pio­neer ready-to-wear cloth­ing for women of larg­er pro­por­tions.” As an engi­neer, Albert had a knack for num­bers, and he and Lena stud­ied insur­ance com­pa­ny reports and used a spe­cial yard­stick that Albert had invent­ed, and that con­formed to the angles of the body, to exam­ine more than forty-five hun­dred of Lane Bryan­t’s cus­tomers’ fig­ures. Lane Bryant began cre­at­ing inclu­sive sizes, and by 1923 the com­pa­ny had reached $5 mil­lion in sales in those sizes alone, or $85 mil­lion in today’s dol­lars. In 1915, it opened its first branch retail store in Chica­go. In 1947, Lane Bryant announced the open­ing of a flag­ship store at Fifth Avenue and For­ti­eth Street. It’s a mir­a­cle, and yet I sup­pose it’s a typ­i­cal Amer­i­can suc­cess sto­ry, too,” said Lena.

Julie Satow is an award-win­ning jour­nal­ist and the author of The Plaza, a New York Times Editor’s Choice and NPR Favorite Book of 2019. She is a reg­u­lar con­trib­u­tor to The New York Times.