The Birmingham age-herald., 1921-11-06

Hold 'em Auburn" one-step at dance.
 Drat that sun! Feel more like spading up the garden than seeing football. Old Sol's~broiling down. ln- spiration! Precipitation. EXaspera- tion. An outshoot would be far more appropriate than forward pass That woman's shoes are too tight. Either that or friend hubby is too tight and won't get her another pair. It's get thing close to lunch time. That bar bacuisine smells good Believe I'll buy snack. Nope. can't make the grade. Just got a nickel They call
 em herbs in Mississippi. I'll have to compromise with weinee. Oh, well, I'm very fond of sea food, anyway.
 Crowds coming back from Rick wood. They tell me Walker won. to O. Glorious victory for the Jas pertes. It's good and we'll they copped. If Walker had lost, they wouldn't had handful out to church Sunday morning. But. they've got joy plastered on ten-ply. Some hectic struggle. The impour from Redwood and the arrival of new trains in creases the traffic jam. Bet that cop springs a charlie horse. One traffic cop did once, and went to Bone Set ter Reese. MT. Reese told him he looked after bone in the arms only not in the head.
 Color scheme augmented, Gold and black and crimson and white every where you turn. Haunting in the breeze? Nope. No breeze Sultry. sticky weather. like they serve you down in New Orleans. Bunion aches. Sure sign of rain, but it may not come hefnra -af fr for the game. Look what Goat Hale would have done if he'd had dry track. There goes Coach Scott, He's getting ready for the big test, Coach wears a cigarette hat that turns down in front like an eye shade. But he's got a passle of foot ball brains, Took green team and molded a pretty fair football sea- son in only few weeks. It'll be humdinger next year.
 Steady stream of autos going to- ward Redwood. Girlies gowned in the latest creations of fall. Bet those furs itch this kind of weather. Gee. that's bunch of peachy good look CTS. Complexions might be detach- able though You can't never tell these days. Some apothecary might have put the bloom on those blooming
 
 but what's the use? Men went In for shoulder pads once. More hawkers yelling their wares. Crowds stream ing from cafes. They've just finished putting on the feed-bag. Some wear ing toothpicks. Oh, well. they Il learn You can't expect fellow 10 grab all the etiquette in the deck in one lifetime. A swiriing, swaying. rushing, pushing, showing, impatient mob They've, got to get transporta- ton. I'll give this fellow some trans portation. Kick him for goal If he don't quit short-arming me. i off to Redwood. Birmingham's a deserted village. They're all out to the game. An. there are those two l tickets I thought some velvety-fin- gCred geek had mooched Luck Hey, taxii No, what am l thinking about? !? Must think l gotta expense account I'll grab one of these weather beaten l trailers. Hang on by aa eye brow. These trailers are darbs. The rav~ ages of time. the winds of winter, the sleets and the snows. peel off the paint, open up old wounds. carve cracks in the wood, but those trail CTS roll on just the same. And. what funny ads. Trailer ads are always funny. Last summer some of 'em carried Hints for Christmas Pres | ents." Now some of 'em are adyer- Using fly screens and garden seeds. On towards the wood" steady stream of cars. One guy choked his engine changing gears. Cruel thing | Where are the S. F. c. As? Profan- ity. Some new cuss words I've never | heard before. Try 'em over on your | plano. Nothing peeves crowd of merry in cars like the fellow who halts the procession. Bet it's woman driving! they shout. And. sure enough, when they get a look it's woman driving man to bad l driving. He looked at an ankle. or a | shin, or knee, and choked his en- zine. They will make you do that sometimes.
 Here we are. I beat that conduc- tor Eight cents Is cents these par | lous times, when everybody's got the "shorts" Billy West on the door. | I'll go in on my face. Everybody happy. All shouting. Many waving colors. It's great to be young--or | imagine you are. Alabama students and band in the right field concrete bleachers and circus seats. Wander | bilt students and band to the east. Not a dull moment. There goes the | fender on another tonsil. Adams ap- ples split asunder by the vociferous- ness of it all.
 | Dan McGugin over on the side lines. Now, let's see, how did Dan work | that forward pass when he was ail- Americaning? It was from Dan to Bersheba, 1 believe. Here come the warriors. The game's on. l hear the refs shrill whistle. I hear the cheer leaders shrill voice. That was q brainy idea, placing the press box right against the stands. A slide trombone digs down into your ear. | A chorus of yells drives you mad as you try to write. They're off. What? Long ones, that's what. It was too | soon for 'em. | Off-taclkle plays, plunges, beau tiful forward pass, an end run. And l Smith bucks 1t over for Vandy. A | touchdown and a, kicked goal. Moth Ling doing in the second quarter in | the scoring line. The Vandy band on | the field. That snare-drummer's a drab. Stddent-body gyrations, and all the yells in the deck. Now the Alabamians are getting ready for the big "A" and snake dance. I've seen it. Believe I'll beat it for that drink. Now, which car did he say 1t was in. Would never find It in this mass of cars. Limousines, Elizabeths, road sters, sedans. (Some people put all the emphasis on the first syllable. They're the same folks who called shrapnel 'sharpnel during the war) Coupes. carbroilets, taxies. frolick- some fours, sickly sixes. educated eights, troublesome twelves. What a conglomeration of cars. I'll never find his car in this mass. He said 1t | was sticking in the roof with tho cur tains. An. there it Is. Nope, that's Shelby county corn. His was Scotch Somebody page Johnny Walker. There comes man with shiny