Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1921-12-30
OVER THE SANDS TO WILDWOOD
NEW JERSEY
Inc NOISY" Twenty and the "SIeepy.
Thirty on Board Railroad Pennsy
to Wildwood. A Wonderful
Time. Nnff Sedl


On December 10, 1921, Mile Degree
Team paid a visit to Holly Beach
Lodge, No. 100, of Wildwood. Every
body met at the ferry at 3.45 o'clock
Lew Freedman and Davis went scout
ing around for pawn shops-no, not to
hook their o~vercoats, but to buy m
thing to blow some jazz through.
We'll, we are off, who wants to go To
the vest?" said Shultz. "Here Won are
Shultz, Davis sit here, now for the
noise" We had not gone very far
when a certain individual named Will
klnson arose and said: Boys, Just a
minutes; have something to say" and
this is the way he wiggled out of it.
1t seems that some of the set
kept the older ones awake down at
Washington, so they got their heads
together to scheme a way.to overcome
this, so said our Jim. Thirty men to
one hotel and you noisy twenty to the
other" After a noisy time we arrived
at Wildwood and were escorted to our
quarters, which were great, and Oh
boy, the eats. OF course, we had some
work to do, so after eating a hearty
meal everyone was on edge to do the
work, which was done in great style;
and then more eats. There was some
n named Fox, of Holly Beach Lodge
who said he was a tailor, but he
missed his vocation; he should have
been a comedian. Bro. Williams
'(Peck's Bad Boy made a few remarks,
but the best remark of the evening
was by Bro. Kelley, naming our noisy
twenty Miles Twenty Brainy Braves.
Then P. G. Gaskill presented Bro.
Fox with a token from No. 12O, also
Wilkinson was presented with an Ell
Producto cigar. "Well, let's hit the
hay, Bill" said Shultz; so the noisy
twenty returned to their quarters. Yes,
we went to sleep. At breakfast we
decided on a walk on the beach, where
we gathered some shells and some
ozone-great stuff that ozone. At 10
O'Clock we went for a ride in the autos
furnished by No. 120 members. Some
spirit-some ride-some holly which
we got plenty of. Shultz tried to bring
a whole tree home with him. Now it's
time for more eats. Yum, yum! Scott
Miller was the first down and the last
up. You should see all the dishes he
had around his place. Lew Snyder
tried hard to get some silver for home
use. We just hung around waiting
u time to go home, when the phone
bell rang. 1t was from the quiet thirty
asking if they could visit us; so we
all went for a stroll on the beach for
more ozone. Scott rubbed his shoes
under the rug to shine them. 1t is
now time to depart for home. We had
only got a little way when we came
to Grassy Sound, but Scott said he
couldn't hear anything. This must be
a joke. Then Wildwood Junction and
we stop. Shultz ran to the front of the
coach looking for the hengine. On the
way up a few of the thirty handled in
a rough manner, especially our tea
cher, Growers. Bro. Fox said they had
a crook in their lodge. So have we.
A certain member was cen taking a
suitcase belonging to a lady at the
Royal Inn. Please return the suit
case; no questions asked.
Well, we got home, and I was two
hours telling of u trip, but Freed
man hasn't stopped talking about it
yet.
Atlantic City next.
VIM. DAVIS, in Mile Siftings,
Philadelphia.