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Evening star., 1927-05-08

hasn't-come on and see how you
like my new Artsmis."
The girl fairly scuttled to it. She
didn't so much as wave good-by. She
never even turned her head when
Babs told Philander:
II think there's a bag of hers In
this car here"'
The boy slammed the tools into the
tool box viciously.
Gosh 1 hate women he NUT.
tered. The darned foo,s--''
The tea room was filed with Gus
toners now. but Babs didn't so much
as turn her head toward it. She went
to the kitchen window and called
softly:
Mandy! Lift out some hand eat
ings"'
Presently she led the boy to the run
ming board of his car and put a drum
stick into his trembling fingers. He
ate mechanically. his eyes staring ct
nothing. She ate with him. daintily
nibbling a wing. They didn't talk.
He couldn't, because he was devour-
ing chicken four cheese sandwiches
and two pieces of fudge nut cake.
His chin was ever so GRUMPY, and
and wiped it for him. and when he
stared at her she slipped her little
hand into his grimy one and gave
him back the purloined valves.
After ali," she sighed, as she
leaned against his shoulder. lit costs
quite lot to feed a wife, and you'd
miss your geometry exam tomorrow,
and what with NOM in England. and
and everything
He turned perfectly crimson. But.
oh. he was a game kid. He threw
back his head and laughter came
young. boisterOus. hearty laughter. It
didn't just know whether il wanted to
be baritone or tenor laughter, but 1t
was somehow good 10 listen to.
"You-darned-Sens kid.'
he gasped. Most girls would have
spilled the beans, but you-you-gee,
you're smart
She tucked his s5-representing the
overcharge-in his pocket when he
wasn't looking. She helped him pump
up the tire, and they laughed till the
tears came when he tried To start the
ear without turning on the ignition.
She blew him a shameless good by
kiss.
And then, not having any maternal
instinct whatever, she dashed out to
her 3-year-old son and hugged him till
he squealed for mercy.
Don't you ever, ever look at a
blonder' she admonished him. "D'you
hear me? Not a single blonde"
(CoDyrieht 1877
Evening star., 1927-05-08
THAT GAY YOUNG SET

| Babs went for her newest employe
a salad girl who wasn't a girl at all
| but a gaunt, middle aged woman who
actually rejoiced in the name of
| Myrtilla Myrtilla stopped the mayon-
naise mixer reluctantly, for she hated
| waiting on table.
| Three minutes later Babs heard her
protesting that nobody had crabfiake
cocktails ready at 3 in the afternoon.
and that it would take at least half
an hour to get broiled chicken. They
compromised on chicken salad.
"And / want lots of ice cream, with
,, lots of chocolate sauce" the girl
cried. as Myrtilla swung back TO the
kitchen.
Even while she added endless
columns of figures, Babs was con-
scious that eating as was eating was
going on. More salad, more butter,
more rolls, more ice cream, more
chocolate sauce, a wedge of cocoanut
cake, and present.:
"-if that fudge nut-cake is good
today, you might bring me piece OF
that, too
But, before the fudge nutcake
came, a car whirled into the drive
feet pounded heavily across the
porch, and lanky youth who seemed
TO be mostly knees and elbows.
bounded into the hallway, painting:
rs there - we'll - did there is
did"
-Rolly" the girl trilled
coyly.
He really was a dear lad! With a
mop of black hair. dazzling blue eyes,
and the most enhancing grini He
wore gray fiannels with a much
pleated sports coat. One sock strag-
gled garterless over his shoe. Babs
felt as though she ought to send him
upstairs to wash his face and hands
and comb his hair. In some ways her
3-year-old son seemed more mature.
Indeed, the combined ages of her new
customers couldn't possibly be more
than 35.
The boy was breathless with hurry.
His yoice--it hadn't quite decided yet
whether it was going to be baritone
or tenor-boomed out:
You poor little girl. Sorry
couldn't come sooner. Had the deuce
Of a time. Ole Barrie made me fin
ish my geom-we have semester exam
tomorrow morning. And Sis raised
row about my taking the car
''I thought 1t was your car" The
girl was curt.
We'll, in a way it is. But my
brother-in-law has to have it some.
Dad said we could both use it, While
he and Nom were in England. And
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FOiling a Romantic Couple

aren't you the smartest thing to
know how to do that! My, but YOU
have the most wonderfully deft
hands,
The boy grinned proudly He flip
ped the valve-cap under his thumb,
did some clumsy palming and pre-.
tended to pull it out Of Babs' ear.
IF YOU happen to have a pack
zes--'' he began boastfully. The
fellows can't"
The girl cried excitedy:
''Roliy look! The spare is going
fiat, too"'
He got out pump and pumped
assiduously. The spare simply
wouldn't initiate. He was hot and
perspiring now.
Babs said sweetly:
"IH telephone the repair man for
you"
But she didn't telephone the repair
man. She telephoned Philander
Munro Findley, esq.
"Philly," she commanded don't
ask any questions, but get in your
car and come over here. Your wife's
cousins youngster is in our yard.
and l think if you asked her TO so
riding with you she'd go. l haven't
any maternal instincts whatever" she
added graphically, as she hung up the
receiver
They were quaTreling bitterly when
she returned to them. 1t was a rather
one sided quarrel. The boy didn't
say much. He just stared unhappily
at the girl, who was declaiming:
You were late getting here
and you acted grumpy about that
luncheon check, and you don't know
enough to fix tire even-because
you'd rather fiirt with that cashier
you needn't say you weren't, because
you were! Showing off, doing tricks,
and patting her cheek, pretending you
were juggling! l saw you with my
own eyes,
Babs coughed sweetly.
Somebody will be here soon," she
said demurely. And went back to
look at her flowers.
The boy was tragically unhappy
now.
you know there's nobody In
this whole world 1 care about but
you" he assured his storming lady.
You're the
"Philander's car swept into the
drive. Philander himself. the dear old
gallant. stepped out with flourish.
why, bless my soul, Aureliep he
cried Where did you come from?
came over to take Babs for a spin,
but YOU have your hat on and she
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thereafter. and had been married with
all the frills her mother wanted. but
Babs knew exactly how this girl felt
poor dear, with a mother just oozing
maternal instinct!
OF course, it was her duty to go
through the motions of trying to stop
them. A little opposition would prob
ably send them flying all the faster
toward Greenwich. The president Of
the Literary League would get her
nasty jolt just that much sooner
But halfway across the hall, Bab's
heart brimmed over. The boys head
his dear, towsled head! Suddenly she
knew that she couldn't let him in for
all the misery that this impetuous
spring day might bring to him. She
veered off toward the telephone. think
ing she'd send for the head of the
school. But that would pile up a
messy lot Of complications, too. She
had always hated a tattler.
1t was the glimpse Of her trig little
self in the hall mirror that made her
laugh softly. She really did not look
her advanced age--which was nearly
-. The sleek black head, those flush
ed cheeks, and sparkling eyes could
easily mean 20.
She walked deliberately into the
pantry.
"Myrtilla," she murmured, "I've
made out this check for just double
the usual charges. Keep him waiting
as long for the change as you can"
Then she ran lightly out through
the kitchen and straight to the boy s
car. 1t wasn't far at all. and she felt
like wicked conspirator while she
did it, but she stopped down, unscrew-
ed the valve-cap from a rear tire, took
out the valve and screwed the cap
back into place. Then she did the
same thing to the spare tire. She had
both valves in her pocket and was
bending innocently over her flowers,
when her victims came out.
They were arm in arm now, the
girl wiping away her tear and the
boy striding along like q young con-
queror. He helped the girl into the
car, then went back and picked up
her bag. He was clambering into the
drivers seat, when Babs called:
Doesn't your rear tire look funny?"
The boy didn't think it did.
''Darnation!' he exploded, rumpling
his mop of hair
The girl sat on an old mounting
block while he changed tires. She
didn't offer TO help him, but Babs
was most solicitous. She held tools
for him-usually handing him the
wrong one-and she sympathiZed with
him and she complimented him pro-
fusely upon his mechanical skill.
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There seems to be some mistake. -
he announced.
Gosh / thought So" breathed the
plumber collapsing into his chair.
'Is MIR. Arthur Morrison in the au-
dence?" asked the master of cere-
monies.
The plumber turned to me with a
sigh of relief.
II knew they didn't want to hear
about plumbing" he whispered, reach
ing for a large handkerchief and mop
ping his forehead. Say, that was a
close call"
Il wish you had gone on said my
wife. eagerly.
His embarrassed reply was inter-
rupted by the arrival of Mr.. Arthur
Morrison. The chairman was once
more all smiles
Come right up here, Mr.. Morrison" "
he invited, where we can see YOU.
The in~itation was accepted rather
hestantly by a thin-necked. middle.
aged gentleman. who looked as though
he had just shaved off his mustache.
Mr. Arnold welcomed him effusively,
and then turned to the audience.
This is Mr.. Morrison, folks" he
announced "I don't know whether
you know who he is or not, but I'm
going to let him speak for himself.
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vey's. Gah's. Johnson's. Stewart's s
Riley's. Fowler's. Fay's, Crouchs and
Sheriffs.
Norfolk and Washington regular
line steamer ". W. Colt. Capt. E. A.
Ryther. leaves dock, foot of High
street, Georgetown. and Galt's Wharf,
foot of Tenth street. Washington.
every Monday and Thursday morning,
stopping at Alexandria, Glymont,
Smiths Point Point Lookout, Fortress
Monroe. Old Point Comfort and Nor
folk. Joseph l.. Savage, proprietor:
Z. Krouse, agent"
"Dr. Leon. 500 Ninth street. above
Pennsylvania avenue"
Calvary Baptist Church greatly
damaged by fire December Is, 1857,
was rededicated Sunday, July 10. 1869.
Rev. DIR. w. Hague of Boston
preached. There was prayer by the
Revs. j. B. Hewlett and AIirick, and
music by Prof. E. A. Perkins, Miss
Julianna May, D. l.. Burnett and Rob-
ert Ball.
July S, 1S69-"Dr. T. 8. Verdi, who
for the past 20 years has practiced
medicine inf this city, sails in the City
of Paris on&Saturday for Europe with
his family TO visit Italy, his native
country. from which he was exiled
after the var of 1S4S-49. He will be
absent abot1t 10 weeks"
Evening star., 1927-05-08
BY DONALD OGDEN STEWART


ri AIDES and gentlemen" an
nounced Mr.. Arnold. rising
once more in a full dress
IL suit from one Of the front
seats in the main saloon
and steadying himself with difficulty
from the unfortunate pitching motion
of the ship. ladies and gentlemen
the next number on our little pro-
gram tonight'--he cleared his throat
will be a verI~interesting number,
indeed"
L looked at my wife. The "little
program" which Mr.. Arnold had in
dustriously arranged for our last night
on board had already been going on
for two hours and half and had in
cluded every one of the passengers
who could do" anything from play
ing the flute to singing Asleep on the
Deep" And, as a matter of fact. the
man on my right was asleep on the
deep and had been so for the last half
hour.
Our next number" continued the
indefatigable master of ceremonies.
twill be AIR. Morrison"
AT the mention of that name the
man at my right suddenly opened his
eyes,
what did he say" he asked me,
with a frightened look.
"Ar. Morrison. / replied
Good Lord he calculated. and
with that he slowly and unexpectedly
got TO his feet and bowed. He was
very big man, and he seemed quite
embarrassed.
Ladies and gentlemen. he began,
as soon as the rather scattered ap.
plause had died down, Il hadn't ex.
pected TO be called on tonight, and
really don't know what to say to you"
He paused and looked around the
room.
1--WE enjoyed the entertainment
very much," he went on. land I'm
sure we all have"
There was another pause. The
mans large hands were opening and
closing nervously. / glanced over at
AIR Arnold. and Mr.. Arnold seemed
to be nervous. too. Finally, Mr.. Nor
rison continued
I'm a plumber by profession" he
said and this is the first time I've
ever made one Of these trips. and /
can't sing or play anything, but /
certainly want to help out"
At that point Mr.. Arnold stood up.
Evening star., 1927-05-08

John Gaitley, Joseph F. Aylemer and
GIyndon Brown.
In the Rittenhouse Academy COM
mencement, o. c. Wight, prin.
cipal, the Rambler hands you the
list of prize winning boys: VIII
liam w. Dodge, M. G. Emery, jr;
James +. Harvey, Harry d. Jones,
Robert M. Morrison, Joseph Shilling
ton oyster, Lenox w. Simpson, VIII
liam w. Townsend, Arthur d. Addison,
Anthony C. Addison, e. o. lockwood,
S. r. Dyre, Wilmer Bradford, Brent
Baldwin, Thomas Marshall, Charles
Shield, Robert w. Bradley, Arnold
Bradford, Frederick B. Townsend,
w. w. Townsend. Alexander G. Pen
Evening star., 1927-05-08
Rambler's Study of District History
Is Continued in Realm of Amusements
Continued from Third Page.)

Continued from Third Page.l
Master j. Siousa John Philip Sousa),
Master William Haley, Master John
Boggs, Master Willie Boggs and Miss
j.. Jones"
July 7. 1s6s--"Last Of the Old Peni
tentiary. At 10 o'clock this morning
William L. Wall & Co., auctioneers,
sold in the Arsenal grounds a quantity
of surplus material derived from the
old penitentiary building, consisting
of about 100000 bricks, besides
doors, shutters and lumber"
July 10. 1S69-"The Sunday Herald
will appear next Sunday under new
proprietorship and new management.
b. +. Wilkins & Co., proprietors."
Same date-"We take this method
of informing the public that the sale
or the effects Of the National In
telligencer. w. B. Webb, trustee, in no
way affects the book and job printing
Office of II. Polkinhorn & Co"
Horses taken on pasture. Apply to
John j. Hickey, on the Bladensburg
turnpike, one and a half miles from
the city limits"
'Lawton blackberries for sale by S.
p. Clagett. Briehtwood Post Office"
On the Goth Of July Mr.. w. r.
AStti4hAAs LHS dDlS SuI Ul Tic
Botanical Gardens, left for a two
months trip to Europe"
Country board can be had at the
head OF Twentieth street and Bound
airy. Apply 10 Mrs. Thomas =. Nor
gan"
July 8, 1S69--"The brickwork of the
new Masonic Temple, at the corner of
Ninth and r streets, has been COM
pleted, and the mansard roof will now
he hurried TO completion. The work
men engaged on the structure We're
provided with handsome collation.
set in the large hail in the fourth
story. Mr.. Noble d. Larner, chairman
Of the building committee, presided at
the entertainment"
Star want ad. July i, 1863
Wanted-F'eed in a private family
for two gents. No objection to chill
dren over II years Of age. No refer
ences given or required"
July IA, 1869-"Our neighbor, Mr..
". f. Brown, the we'll known coal
dealer. announces that he has just
purchased from Mr.. T. ]. Gait his
interest in the old place adjoining The
Star Office. and is prepared To furnish
sawed and split wood in all lengths
and sizes (Galt moved his wood and
coal office to the south side Of the
Avenue between Twelfth and Thir-
teenth streetsD
Seneca Stone-The Maryland Free
Stone 90. are prepared 10 furnish
their stone IN dimensions and guam
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tity required. SAY. ed to order. c. w.
Hayden, secretary, 212 F."
July IL, 1s69-"Taken up astray.
An old white COW with black head.
Owner will please come forward,
prove property, pay charges and take
her away. John E. Miller, DanI
Moores Farm near Glenwood Gene.
terry
Same date-"Freshet at Bladens.
burg. In about one-half the village
the lower stories Of dwellings were
flooded and the bridge covered, as also
the Spa Spring"
July 16. 1S69---Auction by the quar-
termaster's office OF buildings known
as Lincoln Depot, situated between
Eleventh and Twelfth streets east and
a and d streets north"
The pump at the corner Of Eleventh
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They're eloping! She's got her
bag out on our porch this minute.
She's mad at her ma about some
thing, and she says she's never,
never. never going back honei
Wouldn't that jar you? I know her
she's the daughter of that stuck-up.
ETY. Literary League woman"
Babs gulped hard.
'Sakesy, Myrtilla. they're under the
game laws. Nobody would dare
marry them.
II guess they don't question ages
much up in Greenwich--thats where
they're going. He's certainly a hand.
some young man. Myrtilla waxed
sentimental. II guess, If you're go
ing to get married at all, it don't
matter how young you do It,"
Babs sharpened her pencil slowly.
"--lIiddo,- don't cry" she could
hear the boy begging. You know
Evening star., 1927-05-08

then--well, didn't have much
money"
Have you lots now?" asked the
girl.
She was so naive that Babs smiled
at an oyercharge on the flshmonger S
bill.
its lucky I was frat treasurer
because they knew me ct the bank"
His voice trailed into tender moth
ings. Babs added two columns three
times and couldn't make the total
come twice the same. After all, it
wasn't decent to listen. Besides. she
was too busy.
But Myrtilla, lowering in the
background, had no such scruples.
The boy said he didn't want any
thing-that he'd had his luncheon, so
the girl fed him bits of the fudge
cake. When Myrtilla brought the
check to the desk to be figured up,
she whispered:
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and F streets has been very sick for
the last six months, and the doctor in
his rounds has forgotten to make a
call on his patient"
For rent or sale, cheap-A large
cottage inclosed with large yard and
shrubbery. Pump with good water in
yard. Corner Eighteenth and You
streets"
n
IN the flfty-second Georgetown Col
lege commencement, June 80, 1869,
the following Washington boys were
given prizes; James M. Mackall, John
T. Hedrick, Charles w. Flanagan.
James II. Dyer, Frank Bentley,
Thomas A Stephens, Charles A. Ball,
James II. Clark. William Larman.
Evening star., 1927-05-08
By LUCILLE VAN sLYKE.

II ABS BLISS never Intentionally
- eavesdropped when she sat at
her desk in the hallway out
1 side her tearoom. She WASH t
Interested in the chatter of her
cINwtc. aers. it was pretty much of a
muchness. But her cheeks flushed
angrily one fine May day when she
heard a careful modulate6 voice say:
'Of course, she's making a success
of her business here, but, my dear, it
seems to me that she's a failure as a
mother. Her babies just run wild in
the back yard from morning till night,
She has no maternal instinct what
eyer-she's all business. Why, when
my kiddies were infants l never left
them a minute
When the speaker swept out Rabs
felt like sticking out her tongue. She
was president of Clairmont Literary
League and Mrs. Philander Munro
Findley's cousin, and particular
thorn in Bab's flesh, because she was
so sickeningly patroniZing.
Long after the last luncheon guest
had struggled out, long after the wait
resses had gone upstairs for their
hour off, BabS sat at that desk, strug-
Cling with figures. This lull between
luncheon and tea was the only time
she had for menus and bills. The bills
always brought frown TO her lovely
face and made her long lashes sweep
her cheeks despairingly. She could
hear small Barby cooling like a dove
as she played with her brother. Babs
had TO hold on to the desk to keep
from running out to kiss and cuddle
them.
Gould / get something to eat, and
have YOU a telephone?" peremptory
young voice demanded. @
Babs recognized the number that
the girl called. 1t was that of the
Eyerson Preparatory School for Boys,
whose buildings sprawled on a hilltop
halfway between Cia;rmont and the
next town. There was a long wait
during which the girls toe tapped the
floor neryously, and then long and
involved conversation. Babs didn't
really hear il. but she was vaguely
annoyed, because it muddled her figur-
ing. Presently there was a soft Good
by, old thing!' and the next minute
a sharp:
Please have some one take my
order at oncep'
This time Babs looked at the girl
and gasped, because she was so de-
liciously pretty. She was blonde and
blue.eyed. She wore a jaunty blue
hat and, even while she was demand.
ing service, she was peering into q
vanity case. busily putting lipstick on
a mouth that didn't need it at all.
Evening star., 1927-05-08

paint portraits on de side---Had a
studio in de Village-shure--W
Poetry-Had stuff in F.P.A.'s column
signed it Dandelion---an' he wuz
a wiz on Batiks-Yept-Peop wuzn' I
hep to him much-Boy. he wuz hot
stuff at a party too! Could he wang a
uke?? Dat fiddle in he show wuz just
noosepaper talk, Held his liquor too!
Could handle his dukes too, Boy,
He had a boatload of mommas!!--
Park Avenue!! Always de gentleman.
thought He just usta git sore if dey
stepped on his tail!--Yep, too bad
---.--He wuz a Harlem lad
Dey never got him outa no tree! He
never got high-hat neither-O. hullo
--Jo--Jo-Hey C. c'mere-meet de old
man,-Hay. Pop-shake feet witt de
Armless Wonder! WOOPSi Dey got
a horse here--sees just as well from
de back as he does from de 'front.'!
Sure!!--A blind horseI:-HAm Hal
Mr.. Feitlebaum--Noo. you'll shar-
rop alrady, dope-witt de fullish
spitches??
Mrs. Feitlebaum-Yi yi--Com' on,
pipple, is stotting opp de show vi
Yi---geeve look--punnizz witt
husses.. m-gudgeous----
Evening star., 1927-05-08

Bess-an English girl visiting her
aunt.
Buffano-an old larynx
Bridgework, musicians, cigaret girls,
wisdom teeth, etc.
The scenery" he went on, should
be quite expressionistic. After few
minutes of darkness it gradually be
comes lighter and a tonsil speaks.
Evening star., 1927-05-08

I'm crazy about you-Ill do anything
you say--lt's just that--well with
Nom in England, and everything
feel--funny-"
The girls blond head was in her
hands now. Her shoulders were
shaking.
You don't care anything about me
at all" she walled softly.
The boys chair hitched closer to
hers. His arm reached across he
shoulders.
Gosh, but they're mushy"' Myr-
tilla whispered.
Babs said, rather desperately:
Go back to your nlayonnaise I'll
take them their check
She shut her eyes and remembered
a spring day that didn't seem any
longer ago than last week, when she
and Eugene had talked about eloping
and hadn't the nerve to go on with
it. They'd waited two heroic wears
Evening star., 1927-05-08

The characters" he continued are
as follows:
Eduardo. Jacopino and Solveto---
three aristocrats masquerading as
front teeth,
Stella~-a tonsil.
Jobina--a loose tooth.
PontifeX-a temporary filing.
Leo-an adenoid.
MerCurio-a cavity,
Evening star., 1927-05-08

time. lis Three Pierrots and the
Moon, and it is located" he added, 'in
a place which is very vague and dark
at the rising of the curtain but which
later turns out to be the inside of Ben
ventuo Cellini's mouth during Mardi
Gras"
He fumbled neryously with the
1.a
Evening star., 1927-05-08

playwright again slid over against
the piano.
II might explain, he said, picking
up the sheets of paper. that one of
the interesting things about this play
is the way in which / have combined
my knowledge of Little Theater' tech
nique with my interest in dentistry.
The storm outside seemed to be get
ting worse.
THE name Of my play" went on
Mr.. Morrison, somewhat pale by this
Evening star., 1927-05-08
BY MILT GROSS.

MI Geeve a -fricks.--Meesus
VI Yifnif-Look a meedgitM.-
i Look by de lady in de faze
wheeskers!!-Yi YIi!--In hall
mine life deed you aver saw it should
axeesting sotch critchures?!.---
Looy-HAHA!-Dey amt real, nom.
Its done witt mirrors!
Mr.. ebaum--AHA!!--Is here al
rady de fullish hexpoit from tricks!
Somebody SAINT for you, dope, you
should spelling me de coicus?!
Isidore-Ba-B -Ba-buy be picture of
the tatooed LADY,
Mr. Feitlebaum-tSMACK) Peectures
we nidd in de houze already from
tattood laties, ha? tSMACK).
Looy-Ha! Ha-Don't leave dem
sell va no pitchers, pop--Jist va
shouldo brought along de family al
bum an you'd have de freaks buyin
dem offa yam! HAHAHA!i-At's a
hot number! ITO Zip--from Pincus"
--Oops-Say---T miss old Zip--IIe wuz
a good guy--Ya shoulda known him,
pop-Poisonally, he wuzn't nuttin like
his pitchersM He wuZ dere witt de
noodle--he wuz--Shure-he usta
Evening star., 1927-05-08

dot dope, III make heem for a creeple
Looy-Dat's ali--Im troo.. lie can't
slough me witt no chair---Ill git q
job --- / Il do somethin', - Ill
marry de tatooed lady. I will
fCopyright 1927