New Britain herald., 1929-07-06
ANDY'S FOURTH
 A HECTIC DAY
His Lizzie Had a Hilarious Time as We'll
Dear Mary Ann.

1 Nothing much to write you except to tell you how my flivver had hl- larious time over the Fourth dodg- | ing the mischief makers to keep from going up in smoke. As my pal i Noah Count and me was returing from a ball game which our side lost because we couldn't get a run even if it was raffled off and We held all the tickets but one, we slows down sos not to toss a gang of young fel- las who were taking up half the road for off-side losses. These lads were in exuberant spirits on account of the Fourth and was carrying a load which wasn't all fireworks but l makes ordinary days seem like Cele- 1 brating ones.
 Like most lads they were out for whoopee times and didn't care who knew it. One guy turns loose mean bunch of discords by throwing a back seat and judging from ;he racket you'd think all the tires, in cluding the spare, had gone flatter than the bottom side of a dishpan. This made poor old Lizzie so mad she boils over and begins back fir ing, She was now a1 all taillie and what vocabulary she had. Luckily we were used 10 riding in second. hand gas wagons and so had no trouble hanging on, although at any minute we expected to start on | cross country flight without waiting for the stowaway
 Another wild throw cause Noah to look around in tine to see a cannon cracker' big enough to use for a hit"hing post leaning against door, Just as he wells to "holl everything" the Big Bertha, which must of been ioa1al with enough stuff to move any army front line back five feet. spa.:ks it's piece. The explosion knocks the |livver off balance like a flapp9r's memory, the door off the ropes that was sub Stituting for hinges. ard wat it did to the upholstery was something no fella should repeat ;n front Of nice people, let alone his relations. 1 If the hole it made in the top was placed in the ground --ou't hafta spread a cellar Ioo~ over it 10 keep from falling n. ''That one was wasted chuclI,s S Noah. reaching for a Lucky instaa of his straw kelly which got knocked off the top of his cranium onfo the running | board. What do you mean. vast ! ed?" l asks kinda peevcd gazing at 1 the tonneau which resembled some thing a regiment of moths had uscd for camp srounGs. Because" grins this bimbo who would even get A i kick outa being sockeG with a leg i off the kitchen table, there was 10 rear seat drivers to get the full ben eft"
 Another homemade earthqua Ike 1 like that" I says, stopping She tliv- yer to toss out parts of thn upnol- stery that was smouldering like I nickel cigar or the mattresses The fire laddies throw outa tenement 1 windows, and we'll be going up on high and I don't mean hills in | low gear" He wi>ccracils something ! about this would he l good time to drive into a fire station. "Ycah," answers sarcastic, coughing and spluttering more than the engine with two cylinders missing as the smoke almost smothers me. "or into an auto 'cemetery."
 Although the wear and tear was mostly on Lizzie I was for going back to clean Cp tie gang only lo- body offerei to hold my coat. Be- sides I didn't want to sec anyol'c get i hurt and am too much of gentle man to engage ii rcraps, espec.ally when there is six %eainsr one with my sprnting days ever.
 A"Gy Dale.