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Show purple. She got it so easy, just by hanging over Glen's shoulder admiring ad-miring him at work. Sometime during dur-ing the week Glen had boldly waded wad-ed in and rescued his father's boat from ye old time bog, swamp and quagmire created in- their neighborhood neigh-borhood last week in an irrigating spree. And Glen took the boat out to the reservoir, and was showing wifie how easy lie could start the motor. Just a little yank of this here string and away she goes. Dam, missed it, just another little yank, dang, missed again. This one does it, wheeee, he gave a powerful power-ful yank, didn't pull his punch, and popped his ever-loving spouse right in the eye. He's been trying to explain ex-plain he didn't mean to do it, but Helen is keeping out of arm's reach with her remaining good eye Anyhow, Any-how, he started the motor 1 hatter Box pear Suzy, uMl things are pretty quiet a-a a-a town this week, I don't have r0U" nt0 tell you. Just a little wea-Ir wea-Ir report. X marks the spot, and h vou were here. There was a Tm disturbance Saturday night, rvked up by Bert Taylor, local cop, ! d and abetted by Cliff Leavitt, to It seems some of our red-tinned red-tinned brethren, highTspirited be-s be-s ,' it was Saturday night, were u.nnilv esconced in their quar-S quar-S near the hay mill, when Bert . mipH bv to tell them it was bed-Z bed-Z e the way he figured it. They bought otherwise. Bert said it 'tis, Frank Heise was in the doghouse, dog-house, too, for 12 hours one day last week, said day being Ida's birthday. Frank ignored the date heedless to any little hints dropped drop-ped by Ida. He never said happy birthday, sent a card, intact paid no attention whatever, and went stone deaf when Ida said she'd like to see the show that night. And his health was awful bad all day, too. He was able to peck at his food, and tottered around at his work, and clutched his brow and midriff and groaned dismally when any social activity was mentioned. Ida finally gave up, and after supper agreed to go on a long ride with Gerry Hill, over to Frank Foote's place, and cool her fevered brow. And as soon as she was out of sight, the invalid made a lightning recovery, and was out on the highway, high-way, signalling, waving, hollering, beckoning, until he had the house filled up with guests, grub and furniture. The new furniture was a big white shiny 8-foot electric refrigerator. The grub was a big cake saying happy birthday on top, and backed with a freezer of homemade home-made ice cream. The guests were neighbors and others from afar. So H they said it 'taint, and the ar-Tment ar-Tment was just warming up ' lichtlv when Bonk goes a rock r Bert's bean. Setting his cap ? rmlv ver tne throbbing bump, he g L to settle the argument in a I ' Ldlv spirit, and offered' to give !m the shirt off his back, which hpv gladly took, in strips, and in trice Bert was left with a natty iiar and cuffs, shy a few buttons but-tons and a few ravelings. Breathing Breath-ing fire, he left for reinforcements. He found Cliff and told him ot the massacre, and Cliff assured him ,here was nothing to it, just a little act and quell the uprising. So they gathered up some tact, and .even deputies, and a car for each deputy and several more cars for moral 'support, and set off for a last stand. Arriving at the scene, which shortly before had been one of activity, noise, whoops and holler hol-ler they found lights out, and nothing but peace and quiet. Oh yes they found a few denizens playing statue out in the brush, and lugged them off for a night's dee lodging in the clink, where they could go ahead with their game. Ida returned home, filled with worry wor-ry and forgiveness for poor ailing Frankie, and tiptoed into the house so's not to wake the sufferer. She squoze past the new refrigerator and paid no attention, and it stuck out like a sore thumb, or a black eye, right in a corner that formerly was empty. Everything was quiet and serene, not even a snore to break the quiet. So she pussy-footed back again, right past the new refrigerator, and never even took a squint at it. Just as she spied the cake, and snuck a lick off the frosting, blasts of song, Happy Birthday to You shattered the country quiet. Feasting and merrymaking merry-making followed. Now Frank is ace high with the little woman, but in pretty bad with the neighboring benedicts, Who feel he carried things just a little bit too far, and should have stayed on his original path and ignored the birthday and not weakened and lugged in, with their help, an 8-foot birthday present. pres-ent. Well, live and let learn, I say, but Frank will have to be on his Cecil Griner, Bert's brother-in-law, was nowhere to be found when all this was going on, but even so he is sporting one of the biggest blackest shiners seen a-round a-round these parts for 2 or 3 weeks. Cecil says he did not run into a door, never fights, keeps out of arguments, minds his own business, busi-ness, and tends strictly to his job. So the thanks he gets is to have a beauty hung on him. His story is that while he was at work, cat-skinning cat-skinning on a railroad job, a rock as big as a baseball bounced off the spring on the auger, made a bee-line for 3feet and caught him right in the peeper before he could savouch. Well, sounds true enough to me, but if he had been sleeping in the shade with his Stetson pulled pull-ed over his eyes, this could never have happened. And speaking of black eyes, Hel-) Hel-) en Swalberg wore a pretty one all week. For 3 days it was nice and big and black, and for 3 more days it was pretty and pink and toes next time Ida has a birthday. And did you know Fuzz Beckwith had taken off for parts unknown. Yes, he was kind of mad because his station wagon was night hawking hawk-ing about last week one night. In fact, he's not sure it was just one night. The way gas has been going, and mileage piling up, he concludes con-cludes that wagon has been out night after night,. It was a dastardly dast-ardly trick (yeah, we know how to spell), while he lay abed. He said it was just another case of the silly sil-ly guy killing the goose that laid the golden eggs. What you don't know doesn't hurt, much, and he could sleep the sleep of the just while he didn't know his station wagon was racketing about the countryside, filled with merrymakers merrymak-ers and goings on that make his blood run cold to even ponder on. 'But that one little slip, of parking the wandering car out of sight, instead in-stead of on the front stoop, is going go-ing to cost persons plenty. No more will Beck leave the keys in the car. He's going to anchor it fore and aft with 500-lb hobbles, wire it for sound with 3 lines to the fire siren, dust it for finger prints, equip it with hot shots, and stand guard over it with a sawed off shot gun loaded with turpentine. And while he's gone, on an alleged al-leged fishing trip, the Chronicle staff is sure on its toes, Bob, Eddie, Athena and pop, hand on the throttle throt-tle shoulder to the wheel, foot on the gas, ears to the ground, eyes peeled and necks out. Aren't they the acrobats? Well, see you in Hinckley July 24th. Yours for queen, Toots p S. I hear Orvil Jeffery and Irv-in Irv-in Allred are trying to slip letters through the local post office without with-out any stamps on them. They haven't hav-en't fooled the P O boys a bit tho, they just bounce them right back at them. It seems Orvill went in the P O and bought $3 worth of stamps one day, and still popped a letter through the slot with no stamp on it. So back it came, with his mail. Se he sent Irv down to stamp it and get it off, so old Irv licked 1 stamp, put it on and mailed mail-ed the letter. Then he decided to eet off 3 letters for Olive he had been carrying around in his pocket pock-et for days, and he shot them in the chute, but nary a stamp on a one Next trip in for Irv, and the letters were waiting for him. Now the P O boys have it all straightened straight-ened out, they sell him stamped envelopes in the first place. |