Show 1 r FISHING A Saturday Afternoon Scene on a Long Island Sound Wharf AT Nosey Buttervorth Gimuio a worm Tom youve got th most Tommy Jordan I aint breakin my back diggiu em for a feller that had two sticks of gum an put m both ia his mouth to once Use clams I Arthur Woodley whose mother has let him come outIt isnt nice to quarrel TommyShut up you dude OooI I Monkey Roach s got a robin Punch him in th belly Monk an sea him alderman himself up Nugger TurnerHully gee What a flounder Hadhim most up t th1 top r the water Must r weighed a pound Herb BergenSo d a hog Xugger How long sence youve been on th scales Boosters ole man 11 baste tit j i life cut r him Hes set on the place where Mister Giddins spilled th tar this mornin j Booster BuckTaint none of your concern con-cern f I set on a hornet Bully for you I Nuggcrl Haul him in Poohbegawl Gimme some bait Periwinkles aint no good I Arthur My father said that Capt Rid ley caught a sea bass off th Hen and Chickens that was over four feet I ChorusRats I ArthurLong and weighed thirty Chorus Keno I ArthurEight pounds I Tommy Xo wonder your guvner s a Baptist He seems t know a blamed sight about th water Fatty LamsonVwvi Ive w went and got a fishhook we w in my thumb j BoosterLemme see it Huh that aint nothin All yer got ter dos ter break it off an haul th wire I Fat tyOucbI i Booster Through likcthat see It dont leave no hole worth speakin of thou hit h-it g kinder rough when yer aint got only one hook Shut up cryin now Xosey Herbs ketehed a snapper by th tail aiLHerbYou Herb You aint ketched none at all I Nosey I aint got no bait I I I Tommy Here Nosey Nosey You do that again an Ill break your facel Praps you think its nice t git I hit in th eye with a spiled clam Haul in quick Arthur gives the slack of Arthurs line an awful jerk from under the string piece If you aint got a dogfish Im mistaken mis-taken What git away Well thats too > i I i bad Try him again Nugger See me paste that crab with this rock Throws in a section of granite weighing about ten pounds and the few fish on hand disperse Chorus Now youve went an scared m off t NuggerThere wasnt none there Lcs go over t Daddy Ryersons an hook apples ap-ples i Tommy Come on I I I Chorus as they disappear up the wharf < Whoopee 11 J S G in Judge |