Evening star., 1934-06-17
Joe Beck sold
cars---but he could
have sold anything

feelings. The new Ambart was the
limit in classy design, shaped like
an apple-seed, in colors worn by
tropical birds, and absolutely the most extreme
job on any dealers floor.
Fourteen cars in one week was swell busi-
ness, and with the prospect fine for lively Am
bart sales every week in the year, Joe Beck
went around to Mrs. Bifin's boarding house
and told Amy Brissng he loved her. He said
it N plain, loud words. was his hearty way.
He said he could afford to marry now-hls
agency was making good.
Amy had come down to Center City to take
the job in w. M Cooks Office, and Joe Beck
had met her there when he went in to talk
w. NJ. Cook into buying a new Ambart-and
sold him one, too-and it was love at first
sight for both Amy and Joe Beck.
So, "Yes, Joe, dear" Amy said as she snuggled
into Joe Becks arms Il do love you. Joe.
darling. Yes and yes and yes Joe, sweet"
'Greatl" said Joe Beck kissing her. Fine
and dandy! Well be married right away be-
cause, I tell you, honey, III have money now
This Ambart is a wonder-streamlined,
knee action axle compound gas injection, null
tiple disc co-ordinated gear shift, and the
transmission"
lE HAD his pencil out by then and was
drawing sketch of the transmission, ex-
planning what whiz it was.
Yes but joe" Amy said.
'And you see how the universal joint"
"Joe, you only kissed me once!' said Amy
reproachfully.
Huh? OH" Joe said, coming back from the
inwards of the Ambart and remembering that
he had just proposed to the worlds sweetest girl
That's right Give us kiss, honey. And
these extra cylinders
Don't let's talk about now, Joe," said
Amy. Let's talk about us.
You bet. honey. And will We be happy?
nice little house all our own, because they
can't stop us now, not when the Ambart is the
niftiest job the market. It's a complete
change from the back-number old funeral
hearses the Ambarts were last year. Now, the
lessened air-resistance-"
But about us, joe" said Amy, taking his
pencil away from him. We've got to talk
about us. I'd love to marry you right away,
Joe, but you know you'll have to ask father
first"
"Huh?" asked Joe, his mind lingering with
the classy Ambarts. oh your father! Have
to ask your father? Why certainly Sure
What does he drive?"
AN Ambart," Amy said But that hasn't
anything to do with it, Joe. We're talking
about your asking him to let me marry you
He don't think much of city fellows. Joe. He
don't like them
III drive the yellow sport sedan," said Joe.
"It II knock his eye out"
But you don't understand, Joe" said Amy,
clnging to him. Father won't let me marry
you if he don't like you.
Listen, Joe, please! You must be careful
when you talk to father, Joe. You must not
irritate him. Father is meek-he looks meek
but he's awful stubborn when he's rubbed the
wrong way. You must rub father the right
way, joe"
Leave it to me, honey. I'll be diplomatic
Don't I sell cars to folks?"
please be careful with father" Amy urged
IT.
father he won't like you, and if he don't like
you he'll never let me marry you"
COR the next three four days business
in the new Ambarts was so brisk Joe Beck
did not have time to drive the 20 miles to
Ullinville to ask Mr.. Brissing for Amy's hand
the rest of Amy to 60 with the hand of course
but on Friday he had four hours without date
for demonstration, and he wiped the only
speck of dust off the goldenrod-yelow Ambart
sport sedan and headed for Ullinville.
The sport sedan was the ultimate word in
even the Ambarts new models.
It so low to the ground that it made a
dachshund look like something stills. 1t
was air-hned that cake of ice would have
slid off its levelest plane. 1t so sharply
pointed at each end that only the lamps made
it safe to bet which end was the front.
In it the Ambart designers had outdone their
other efforts. When the Ambart sport sedan
SVOoO az IIie CuTU CIOWOS gathered ana uttered
cries of admiration. Little children asked, "Is
than an automobile, papa?"
Joe Beck drove the 20 miles to Ullinville at
70 miles an hour and the air parted to let
the Ambart through water parts for a thin
knife blade. Great streams of air curled back
ward over the top of the Ambart and got be-
hind the car and pushed-as per diagram.
"Some carl" muttered Joe Beck ecstatically
as he sped the road. What ventilationI
What pick-upl What absence of vibrationl"