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Show Ij Chatter Box) Dear Suzy, The Boss is going over to see K. :t:;ui of the Stake Harold R. MorHs and see if they can't make another arrangement for next year for the Gold & Green balls. Fuzz is quite upset about the extra cars I taking various officials to the balls I and says that it is a serious waste jof gas to have Easton Sampson I in one car, Sebrina Ekins In the ext, and Fuzz bringing up the rear waiting for a picture. He figures fig-ures that Harold could rearrange the officers so that they could send another in his or her place by proxy. Fuzz could teach either Sebrina or Easton to take pictures and then only one would have to make an appearance. Of course, it would take a long stretch of the imagination to make it possible for Fuzz to represent either Sebrina or Easton in the MIA, but there were a few dances this year when he did, much to I the detriment of the MIA. ' The Deseret Gold & Green finished fin-ished up the season for ward dances and the Boss said he never spent a more hectic night. First of all it was snowing and he had to break trail for Easton all the way to Deseret and back. When he got there he sat down between two small children to view the dance wishing he was twenty years younger, youn-ger, and pretty soon had one small child leaning quite heavily on his shoulder. The only way he coudl see of relieving the pressure was to make a bed for the little tot and let her get some sleep. He hed just ' finished the tucking away when Mr. and Mrs. Bert Halles showed up and thanked him for taking care of the little girl. Layton Dew-isnup-says Bert will send a check i to the Boss for baby tending, so ithe Boss feels pretty good. ' Then came time for the entry of the queen, attendants and the dancers and there was Winona Dutson running around faster than a kitten on a hot stove because I she was to play for the floor show and had left home without the music. Bishop Dutson was in California Cal-ifornia and Winona was worrying about whether or not the bees had finally got him in the end, and that was her reason for forgetting the music. The Boss was too lazy to walk very far and so had double parked the station wagon in front of the church which made it handy for Winona to hop into and go home for the music, leaving Fuzz waiting wait-ing at the church. It was a good thing that the Bishop was in California Cal-ifornia and Wanda in Delta and all the neighbors at the dance while such things were going on or there could have been both blows and words. On her return the evening went on from there in a pleasant and well-timed manner with everyone every-one thankful that there were no more mishaps. The Boss doesn't feel so bad now that he has totaled total-ed the income for that night. Bert Hales will be sending him a check for $1.00, and Bishop Dutson will be sending him a check for $8.39 which is $5.00 for taking the picture pic-ture and $3.39 for the gas Winona used in going for the music. Well, I guess alls' well that ends well. Herman Munster, local farmer and man about town, has taking ways, but it took the Salt Lake City police department to find out just how taking he was. He was up in Salt Lake a few weeks ago with his wife, Nell, and being big hearted invited her out to dinner. On leaving the cafe Herman put on an overcoat for which he had no deed nor interest in and left. Shortly after an irate customer missed his overcoat and set the minions of the law on Herman's trail. The couple went to a show and on returning to the hotel a firm and steady grip fastened on Herman's arm and he was whisked off to the cling for questioning and incarceration. Herman protested vigorously but to no avail. Even an appeal to his good wife went unheeded as she told the police she had never seen him before, and it served those fresh city slickers right to be tossed into the bastile. So Her-, man went to headquarters for. a questioning and a good' prospect of the tihrd degree. He racked his brain for someone to come and identify him as he had left his wallet and identification cards in the hotel room. Finally the law weakened and allowed him to use a phone to canvass the local hotels to see if there was anyone there he knew. After repeated calls for which the officers charged him a nickel each, he located Hex Bunker who arrived about 4 a.m. and through sleepy and half-closed eyes recognized Herman and told the officials so. Herman was chagrined at the turn of events in Salt Lake, but when he arrived home he was even more embarrassed on reaching his home on the North Tract. He had stated long and loud to the officers that he had mistaken his overcoat for the one he had picked up by mistake, and lo and behold there ' hanging on a nail in the kitchen was Herman's coat. Se he was up there in Salt Lake with no coat in the first place, and taking his cue from a very poorly informed ground hog about spinrg coming, took another an-other coat to tide him over if and when .spring ever does come. Well, spring looks a little more promising, but it may turn out to be a politician's promise All wind ;and no work Toots. |