Fitzgerald leader enterprise and press. (Fitzgerald, Ben Hill County, Ga.) 1921-1964, 1922-04-13
They Oined Like Two Gnomes, With
the Fire Dancing In Their Eyes

the Fire Dancing In Their Eyes.
Churchey's nice little congenial
crowd-that's me all over-nice little
crowd like that and can hug the day
lights out Of myself for joyl'
"Churchey's is one little dream of a
place-they got the SWEETEST dance
floor In town."
Don't / know itw
Butch, l don't know, but-since
since l been out here, with the pine
air that kind of bites into your lungs.
and the moon so close you can taste 1t
to see If it's Camembert or Gorgon-
cola, Il amt so keen on rushing
through life on subway trains"
"Hear-hear! Say, outside of Moo
York-you'd thrive like an orange
grove in Alaska"
Gee, story-and-a-half cottage In
M-Michigan, with a garden and
props under the trees to keep the
fruit from breaking them, and pal
ing fence all around to keep the kid
dies in while you're cutting cookies
with the lid Of baking powder can.
Gee, a little of that would make the
silk velour In the Turkish room at
Churchey's raise its nap for shame at
takin' your money"
"Migawd, whisper that line of talk
in a monograph record, Birdie-birdie
and I'll send it to Maisie for a Gen.
tennial present"
"Sillyl"
Rave on, l can manage you If you
get violent"
What's them lights over there,
Gilly?"
That's Bay Shore-another dump
like ours, only they got picture show
and two hotels and dancin' on Friday
nights"
She raised her head like a hound
seeming Its trail.
"Dancin'-lead me to 1t, honey lead
me to 1t"
Keep cool and Fletcherize your ham
sandwich, Cleopatry-Friday nights
was what said-Friday nights-and
I'm on doOty"
Miss Fink waved her sandwich above
her head so that the long arm Of her
shadow danced across the sand.
oh, that teasing, teasing Tango
Swoop!-oh, how II makes your brain 10,
Let's start that teasing Ta-a-angol
"Oh, no you don't out here, kiddo.
Wait till Saturday night and you'll see
the way the gay birds do 1t out here
the Lancers and the Virginia Reels the
limit"
"The Virginia whatf"
"One night me and your friend Mai
sic tried three steps Of the Boston
Glide and amt been so nearly out Of
Job since the Sea Side hotel fire."
Miss Finks eyes were like Sits, her
shoulders and her waist and her voice
swayed with the hestitating rhythm of
a worshiper of Buddha under his Boz
tree.
do you know the Singalese Dipl
It's the hardest of them all, Gilly-"
I'm the neatest little dipper you
ever seen-.ask 'em when you go back
II they know me up at the Fifty-ninth
Street Pallay doc dance"
He tossed the remnant Of his sand
witch into the lake and pirouetted to
his feet as II the song Of his soul was
being played to dance music.
I'll tell you what let's do, sis--it's
half hour row to Bay Shore. Let's
so over to the movies-it's better than
overworking this scenery game"
"There comes the moonp
"Yes, it's a habit out here-hut
come on, they got an imitation of a
show over there and a place called
Luna park that would give Coney the
Mysteries If she saw 1t; but it's the
hveliest spot around here. Come on.
are you game"
! "Sure."
The wings Of their bonfire had flown
into the night; only the sullen EN-.
beers remained, red eyes guarding the
remnants Of their cannibalistic feast
They scurried down the beach and In
to their bObbing canoe; as they
pushed away the red eyes blinked out
suddenly a. II Q night bird had died
on watch, and the gloom was imme.
diately shade bluer and the mucil.
iaginous mist of night rose or the
water.
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