The Hardin tribune-herald. [volume] (Hardin, Mont.) 1925-1973, 1936-02-28
DEBT AND


Published BY Special Arransements With: Ths
Chicago Tribune-New York News Syndicate.
Incorporated
(Copyrisht: 1885: By octavus Roy cohen)
GIN TWO PARTs-PART oNE)
TX GOOD young men and true
~ blew valiantly into six silver
- plated musical instruments: A
~ s9Ser ta d1szky m y0uthd dshshs3y
than the rest-inscribed arcs in the
atmosphere with an ivory tipped baton.
He lifted his strong, slender body to
its toes, stretched his arms into the
air, wiggled his wand and brought 1t
earthward with an abrupt, commanding
roiied his drums Violently and syn
chronized his -cymbal clash with the
final wailing shrieks of sax and clari-
net, trumpet and trombone.
For a brief moment there was moth
ing to be heard but silence. Then Fan
foot johnson dismissed his loot Sweet
ers and Joined young Mr.. Stew Meat
Rogers.
How'd they sound, Stew Meat"
Keen, brother-keen!" Mr.. Rogers
was filled with enthusiasm. "You got
the SWEETEST Jazz band in Bumminham,
what I mean"
"They are hot" admitted Fanfoot
modestiy. "An' they'll start yo' dance
off right"
"Playin' which,"
'Tiger Rag"
"Hot ziggity dam!"
Mr.. johnson pressed his advantage.
;! amt considerin' anybody else.
rid"
1.-The price >" started Fanfoot, but
his 18-year-old friend interrupted with
a languid gesture.
IT know all about the price, Fan
foot. It's high but it's with it, an I
deliver you the cash money durin' the
Good. Only don't let anything slip,
Stew Meat:"A PARKWAY light APPEARED
briefly in MI. Johnson's eyes. "Feller
up the floor with him."
Stew Meat laughed gayly. though
guy. amt you, Fanfoot? Well, you
don't need to worry about me-"
ap MI; 3oenso nv EYED dd his sS yo%ng &c t friend
Stew Meat. But I still don't UNDERSTAND
what you're dom this fo'."
Cash." explained MI. Rogers. "I'm
sellin' these heah tickets ..."
Fanfoot eyed with interest the i'm
pressive bit of yellow pasteboard:
FIRST ANNUAL DAWN DANCE
Under Direction of MIR. Stew
Meat Rogers
Fol the Younger Society Set
At Epic Peters Roadhouse
Saturday, May IA
Barbecue-Soft Drinks-Prizes
FORMAL
(Which means all the boys must wear
Tuxes If they got them)
ADMISSION
Stays: 75c. Couples: One Buck
Music by
FANFOOT JOHNSON & HIS
FOOT SWEETERS
Tickets Not Transferable.
VERY hot-cha," commented Mr..
tits gettin' that way already, Fan
foot. I'm sellin' plenty tickets" Mr..
Rogers scrutinized his larger and older
friends Fl ." "Yo' gal goin' to be there.
head in violent negation. Not sos YOU
could notice it. she amt! You toll me
already you want me to stay on that
platform-an' when I CANT dance with
my gal. I don't crave to see other fell
lers dom SUCH"
kind of tough on Nocturne, amt
Mot half as tough as it would be if
she ever two-timed me-"
Stew Meat pondered upon Nocturne
Sneed for a moment. She was a comedy
damsel, but Fanfoot's notorious jeal-
ousy severely complicated her social
life.
Stew Meat glanced at the wall clock
and rose.
I'm %travelin', Fanfoot."
where to-"
"Got a date with Coot Warning"
THAT slice of tripe?" Fanfoot made
a grimace of diStaste. what I amt
got TO- that Teller is no use."
He amt so populous with me, eth
er. But this is impawtant."
"Well, you have him, Stew Meat. I
don't ever aim to truck with Coot