The Washington times., 1930-10-20
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honey. that's sad; that's tur'
rible."
well didn' have much at
no time, an now I didn' even
have nothin' to save. I met a
Great Lakes grainboat captain,
an he gimme a place to sleep
an Somethin' to eat, an at least
he was good to me. sailed the
lakes for almost a year, an then
he got drunk an got Jealous
o. some stevedore whose name !
didn' even know, an he left
me flat in Buff'lo.
II hitch-hiked my way back,
okay excep' in Sandusky, Ohio,
where they vagged me an
chucked me in the hands Of the
Children's S'ciety. An, say,
that outfit is tougher than a
den o. lions. They preached at
me, lit into me, fed me traits
= an sour beans, an got me de-
cent work on farm. Oh. it
was plenty decent. The farmer,
an the hired man an the
farmers son-an' even the vii"
lage preacher-they all took a
special int'reSt in me. took it
on tlHe lam. Back to Cleaver
Street for me. If have to 60
crooked, / at least wanna be
where there's movies an there's
things to wake you out O. your
sleep excep' cricketS an yokels.
Beer Racket Attractive
by the time I got back, my
brother, Pete, had been sprung
out O. the orphanage an was
livin' with a penny-ante labor
slugger who was ambitious to
get into the beer racket. He set
one eye on me, an 20 minutes
later I went out through a win
dow an didn' even stop to open
it. He tailed me all over rhe
town an told me if didn't
listen to reason he'd croak my
brother. Well, that lasted till he
Joined Kinky Kings gang. To
show he was a bigtimer, he
flashed me in front O. Kinky.
"Kinky had a grand eye for
that kind O. flashes. He took
my gentleman friend with his
hand aroun' his Adams apple,
an says, What's a buick punk
like you doin' with q redhead
like that?' My lousy sweetheart
says, Boss, that's my woman
Kinky looks at him, then Spits,
then laughs, then growls. She
is like hell he says. In this
gang everything belongs to me
=. go on out an walk down to
City Hall. keep your eye on it
If City Hall caves in, I have
to know it right away. you
watch an phone me if it does
:. an dom come back till I give
you orders
HE ain got his orders yet.
Il went livin' in Kinky'S
house. When he was good to
me, he was so good it turned my
stomach. When he got sore he
walloped me pretty. He had me
black an blue most O. the time.
He was So jealous o. me, he'd
beat me an beg me an swear
at me an kiss my shoes. He'd
lock me in an put guards on the
door, front an back, when he
had to leave me home. He
dressed me up like the inside O.
Goldie'S car, an he lived to take
me around-where his mob an
the other gorrillas could see me.
So, one night, he took me to the
Devils Hail."
Smile Of Recollection
Polack Annie stopped. She
closed her eyes, raised her
shapely chin, clasped her hands
between her knees, and sat with
Sublimated smile of recollec-
ton and RETAINED emotion.
THAT night-I-I met him
the Kid!
HE was only a kid. He had
a fresh pan on him, an a
wicked eye. He was on the
make, though he didn' have to
be-every broad what ever saw
him did a flop for him. But he
didn' play the field. He was
THROWN 'em over his shoulder.
His eyes an my eyes met-an'
clicked, Lady. you could o.
heard that click around the
world. Kinky was potted, but
he sat UP with a jerk an he
slobbers at me an wants to
know what the hell. There
was plenty o. he'll. But Kinky,
who'd been jealous O. the ice
man an the letter-carrier an
his own mob. not a one of 'em
with CUTS enough to look cock
eyed at. me as tough as they
was, muffed the angle.
II made him take me to the
Hall almos' ev'ry night after
that. The Kid never missed
once. At last I got Kinky so
plaStered that he passed out.
I officed the Kid. We didn'
say much-we didn' need to. He
put me in his car an he took
me to his flat.