Carolina watchman. [volume] (Salisbury, N.C.) 1871-1937, 1937-01-15

the starter. The motor buzze'
softly. Irita looked at Colwell
then back to the road. They boil
] were tense as they listened ant
watched.
Again a heavy rumble came
deepening and growing louder. Tn
white paths of its headlamps grew
vivid. The truck came abreast ane
passed them. When it was gone
half-mile Colwell patted the girl
arm. She slipped into first speee
and eased the black coupe through
a shallow ditch into the road. Sh'
twisted the wheel and headed afte,
the truck.
AS the roadster's lights picked il
up Dan read the license number
He saw packing boxes lashed OF
the extended tail gate. Irita KEEP
the little car trailing until the,
rounded another curve. Then sh
}: speeded alongside the big van.
Irita began to sing happily
loudly, and to weave the car from
side to side. Dan crouched out O.
sight on the floor. She brought tn
-oupe abreast the cab of the trucl
and leaning out, gave a c%areles
wave of her arm.
"H'ya, boys! Whish way Wash
onville?"
The coupe swerved d~angerousl!
! close to the front of the truck
"Hey!" the man beside the drive
yelled. look out there!"
Irita laughed recklessly. "Wann;
play?" She swerved the car bacl
and forth. 1t darted within al
inch of the trucks front wheels
then corkscrewed away-only tt
come back again. Irita drove will
one hand, continuing to wave he
other out the window.
"C'mon-issa game! Whish wa,
Washonville? Hoo-pee!" she cried
"C'mon, les race!"
look out! Hey!" The trucl
driver careened his vehicle neare
the edge of the road at another maj
lunge of the car. keep away! Ge
that thing away from here!"
The second man leaned out g
on, honey-we don't want an accl
dent" he begged. Listen, this thin|
would bust your car to kindling
You tool" He all but pitched a
the coupe as it veered at him ans
his comrade jerked the truck aside
The man shrank back inside tn
cab.
drunk and crazy as" Col
we'll heard.
Irita went into a new series o
corkskrew lunges and a new serie
of gestures and calls. The coup
kept edging the big truck neare
and carer the edge of the roae
The driver was increasingly nerv
, Gus; his companion tensely awaite
the crash.
1t came.
;. A. final reckless swoop brought
harsh scrape of Tenders. The true.
lurched away to avoid a bad smash
up. Its double rear wheels mired ii
, the soft shoulder of the road an
the driver abruptly was bereft o
strength to get it back. There wa
!: a prolonged sucking sound, a serie
of yells and warnings from bot
occupants of the truck-then
crash.
One headlamp shattered agains
a tree. A fender scraped its tire
The big five-ton truck with Acm
Carriers, Inc, U. S. Customs Bond
ed, Permit 229, painted On he
side, came to a dead halt. Irita ais
stopped. Colwell slipped unsee1
out the far door, a long, keen edge
knife in his hand. He hurried t.
the rear of the truck.
Irita climbed out with the air O
a woman scorned and about to d.
something important. She carried
a heavy wrench in one hand
what d'you mean, runnin' int
me?" she demanded shrilly as sh'
went to meet the pair.
"What you talkin' about? Looki
that busted light" the drive
moaned, pointing. ''Who's going t.
pay for that, huh? Damn all drunk
en- drivers! A woman, too. Why
"Who says I'm a woman? Who
saysit? I'm a lady. Thasswhat
ami" She Strengthened proudly
"I'm a lady. What you mean bend
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