The Birmingham age-herald. [volume] (Birmingham, Ala.) 1902-1950, 1922-10-06

o. monsoon, of the desert!
Shooting, jig-jag bolts of radio!
Squirting sinders of a sky-rocket.
A Flying Englishman.
Rounding the curve at the rate of
a lightning streak, an eye-flicker be-
hind time, came something that
looked like the Flying Dutchman"
All l thought of was fire at mid
night.
"You?" cannon balled the stranger,
whom l afterwards found was one Cf
the finest Englishmen on active duty
anywhere in the United States of
America.
Yes" 1 faltered, with the sick feel
ing that l was already centuries late
and should have said Yep" because
it was quicker.
wv. B. Naylor." registered the speed
demon. Sells loto circus. Lately
absorbed the Buffalo Bill shows, too.
Circus'll be here next Tuesday. How
about the disabled soldiers? We're
going to let 200 of them go in free.
Got EN- ready?'
Doing my best" I gasped. i've
already had one story this week, in
wiling EN-"
20. know" he FASTENED. IT saw
that on the train in Hindustan''-or
some such foreign clime-because he
gets from place to place so fast he
often speaks to himself as he meets
himself passing corners.
Get Tickets Saturday.
What l bolted up to say was we
want the disabled men to get their
tickets Saturday. Instead of dis
tributing them from the Age Herald.
We'll velocipe things a bit by send
ing them over to DR.. Ross Spier, at
the veterans bureau. and let him
give them out when the men go up to
register for free passes"
Got you Get your 1 murmured,
doing slap-st scribbling and con-
centration. What else"
didn't want him to think 1 was
any slow-poke myself, even if 1 do
reside southeasterly.
Just tell the boys Sells Floto will
have the most famous clown in the
world to entertain them-which is
'Poodles.' and 5000 other novelties
Admonish them to be on the grounds
at Smith park by l o'clock p. m. next
Tuesday. A show manll meet them
there, take EN- around, give them
slant at all the sights, and bring
them back TO reserved seats.
But you-will you be along?"
gasped. Where will you be?"
Me? /? Myself" he suffered
pointing a darting finger to his
chest serambling to his feet, and
putting on the only meditative look
he had worn since the elevator Zip
ped him up and sand-stormed him
through the door of my cubby hole
sanctum.
He looked at me pityingly for my
innocent ignorance.
Why lady, I'll probably be a
couple of thousand miles from here
getting the advertising into the
Olive Vine Star by that time. That's
my life. you know"
"But--what are your" 1 ventured
as the circus horse murmured an
adois, and poised to step on the ac-
celerator
"O-the newspaper man of the cir
Gus" he vouchsafed.
And then, in three minutes, heard
something that reminded me of the
fire department stirring it's stumps
to burning school house. And
then I glanced out to see a cloud of
flying dust headed around the Chris
tian church's green hedge. toward
the South Sea islands.
SO that's the last word in The Age
Herald's plan, in combination with
the circus, to get the disabled SOL
diers of Birmingham good time
next Tuesday, matinee-free
So hurry up, fellows, and register
your names with DR.. Spier at the
veterans bureau. on the twenty
third floor of the jefferson County
Bank building.
It's shame you couldn't have met
Mr.. Naylor-because he was the in
spiration for the party-but if you
happened to havo passed a man 60
ing south like a motorcycle cop was
chasing him, 1t was him. So you
saw him, anyway.
Needs a Medal
l venture to add that IL Gabriel
ever blows his trumpet and summons
regular heroes to his side, the ad-
vance agent of a circus should go
up and get his first medal. Because
his life is continuous. unending
fight to put things over quickly
early. and thoroughly. And he does
1T. For in his train he brings hap
piness and mirth, laughter, good
cheer, and memories to thousands of
souls who see his ability and brain
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