The Hardin tribune-herald. [volume] (Hardin, Mont.) 1925-1973, 1936-10-23

looked slightly larger than a noun
tain and approximately seven times
more powerful than Samson. He was
bending over a comely damsel who was
obviously displeased with him and 1t
would have been plain--even to e less
sophisticated person than Forian-
that MIR. Todd was deeply enamored OF
this young lady and that the course
of their love was not running SMOOTH.
ly. It even appeared that Eustace was
in an ugly humor, n Florian beck
oned Willie Grunt into an anteroom
defer putting their plan into operation
until the following night.
"Nothin' dom. Tonight's the night"
"But Eustace looks mad"
so much the better. An that gal
he's with-tha's Clarissa Morgan. She
dances in the floor show"
Him an her crazy bout each other,
amt they?"
"Well kind of. Which is why I
It occurred to Florian that perhaps
he was running quite a bit of risk,
but he permitted himself to be
Sured by Mr.. Grunt. He also accepted
a gift of 81 from Willie, on the strength
Of which he summoned a waiter and
grandiosely ordered a ham sandwich
and a glass of beer. Then he leaned
DdCh d41O SdtC eye W LIE SuI1OUu1O441SS
The Hi Teller club was a Harlem
edition of similar institutions which
flourish farther downtown in New
York. It was a moderately large room,
dimly lighted, with a small bar at one
n and an orchestra platform at the
other. In between was a floor on which
patrons diSported themselves and which
was also used in the presentation of
what the management was pleased to
coll thThn Hrnofacf 0nI hK&-k Gala
Floor Show in Misunderstanding Hot"
The color scheme was crimson and
gold, the walters were clad in black
trousers and white coats which had
gilt facings.
At 11:30 three girls rose from a red
leather bench ear the far end of the
room and disappeared through a door,
way. A few minutes later they reap
peared, clad in the habiliments of their
wore very few clothes. MIR. Slappey de-
cided instantly and unanimously that
the one who now sat alone, waiting
for the show to begin, and whom he
knew was Miss Clarissa Morgan, was
quite easy to look at.
Willie Grunt caught F1orian's at
tention and, with an almost imper-
ceptible gesture, designated Miss Nor
gan n gave symptoms of expecting
Ao44 w SOA11AAIC1CS. W1lcIGupOu NIL.
Slappey drew a deep breath and ap-
preached ClariSSa with what he hoped
looked like a strut. He bent across her
table, placed an i~ngratiating grin IN
his countenance and said, "Howdye,
Beautiful"
AS the particular objective of Eus-
tace Todd's affections, Miss Morgan
was unaccustomed to such crude ad-
vances- especially in the smoke-laden
confines of the Hi Teller. She made a
gesture Of annoyance.
Il think you've made a mistake"
"You think sol" Florian laughed
loudly. well, you amt thinkin' so good
tonight. Les me an you shim-sham a
bit"
Il amt dancin'."
you better had. My foots is itchin'
to cavort."
Folks at other tables were observ-
ing the scene with interest. Nor was
Mr. Slappey unaware that from across
the room the massive MI. Todd was
staring with obvious ~displeasure. MI.
Slappey's fingers closed about Clar-
issa's arm and he pulled slightly. Her
voice rose, clear and startled.
"Eustace!"
MI. Todd plowed through the dane
ing crowd like an All-American full
back in a practice game. Iron fingers
inserted themselves between Mr.. Slap
pey and Mr.. Slappey's collarband. Eus-
tace said just one word: said it harsh
ly and definitely.
"Hout!"
You mean 'out'?"