Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-01-05

II you happen 10 De Tie Nun, leg
me hurry to explain that Pete'S the
modern miracle mug who took over
basket ball at the dear Hampton We die
for when the forwards had to have search war
rants to find the basket and the guards had to
wear badges to prove it, Two years later Pete
copied the national title at Kansas City and
his outfit now holds claim to everything but
the waffle baking championship in Andalusia.
Some guys get all the breaks.
But Pete's plenty smart, no fOolin. If those
gridirop clowns of mine had shown half the
stuff for Hampton this year that his cagy boys
always flash, we would have won from Butler,
and don't mean perchance. Even at that, We
would have won if it hadn't been for that FUN
BILE. But that's another story.
What I'm driving at is that Pete Hamilton
Is not so dumb. But I'll leave it to you If this
trick he pulled isn't six and seven-eighths
dizzier than violent insane. Maybe I'd better
begin at the beginning
Pete and I were down at Union City watch
ing a couple deaf-mute college teams play at
basket ball. Pete was there to get line on
one of them that was to meet his gang the next
week and was there because it was Be Kind to
Tarantulas week and I had to celebrate.
wasn't in flames over either one of the OUT
fits but the same tribute covers most basket
ball teams for me, SO nudged Pete who was
staring straight ahead Of him as If he had
swallowed a button.
How does it look to you?" asked.
Pete turned slowly, as If he was having to
pry both eyes loose from gum arabic. And
when he looked at me his lamps were shiny.
WT THINK she is the prettiest thing I've ever
SEEM" he said.
That knocked me for a row of dribbles and
began craning my neck to see who this panic
might be.
1t wasn't hard to spot her. She was sitting
in the row ahead Of us and little to the right
and. friend, she just too bad!
WELL" said Pete eagerly "am right?"
"You are perfect" admitted. "She looks in
cold figures like $2.4O more than the 1927 loss
from corn boreTs."
'She Is the loveliest creature that ever in
habited fur coat" raved Pete, land some way
or other, I'm going to permit that lady to meet
me-"
We both sat staring at the little beauty. And
then suddenly she turned to q bird sitting be-
side her and did something that made both Of
swallow real quick She talked to that guy
with her fingers!
Pete didn't bat an eye for most full min
ute. Then he turned slowly to me and his face
was the color Of Hampton's new stone gym
naSium.
Did you see that?" he asked hoarsely.
I nodded.
What can you expect?" I wanted to know
"You didn't come down here thinkin' you'd
hear cheer leaders and college yells did your"
Il know" said Pete, but good gosh, man.
think OF a girl like that not being able to talk
or heart"
We'll" chortled "I can think of a camp
full at dear old Hampton that I'd toss of q
touchdown to see In slightly worse predica-
ment. There's many a diz coed at our be-
loved skull emporium that would bring me gobs
of glee by trading her larynx and an outfelder
for hve-tube set Of 1880 sign symbols"
Pete didn't answer. So we sat there silent.
Even when the game was over, Pete didn't
eheep Not until were the train, bound
for home. Then he said:
Lord, what a pity!"
''Why?" I demanded. 1.-THE best team won,
didn't it? And at that, it wasn't much more
terrible than most basket ball games are.
Pete was so worried he let that crack slide
right by without appearing to notice it.
Just the same" he said earnestly, I'D like
to meet that girl"
We'll" said l. you ought to hurl her for O
your smart chirpS or even tell you how far out
of turn you might be. 1t looks like set-up
for you.'
THE next morning Pete still has this nom
broadcaSting baby on his One-track mind.
Imagine me having to room with a bird like
that!
for confessing hammer murders, I've just got
to know that girl"
Well" suggested, why don't you clip the
coupon and learn how to smart-crack with your
fingers and how to receive the same? Then
you could at least know when and II she was
putting you In your place."
Pete took that one right on the button. He
didn't say q word for minute. Then he
jumped up and whacked me SO hard on the
back l bit my Adams apple.
by golly, will" he howled. That's exact
ly what I'll dol Spike, you old war horse
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