Imperial Valley press., 1937-05-30

Y
ious credit agencies knew him as
a failure by the names of y. Bull
Wrinkle, Adam J. Bulwinkle. A.
John Bulwinkle and Adam Bull
Wrinkle
The firm of Theoter K Caulk,
for which Mr.. Bulwinlle sold. or
tried to sell, real estate in the
Iheotercaulk sub diuiSion. knew
Mr.. Bulwinkle was a failure be-
cause of the process servers who
came daily into the offices inquir-
ing for Mr. Bulwinkle. Mr.. Bull
Wrinkle would always meet these
men with his wide toothy smile.
1t was difficult to tell a process
server from a real estate pros
pect, at least until the former
flashed from his pocket the famil-
lar blue legal fold of foolscap
paper.
The Bulwinkles lived first in
Center Street. They did their
marketing and general purchas-
ing at the neighborhood delicates-
sens, drug stores and grocery
stores, a most convenient ar
rangement But as their credit be-
came more and more involved and
finally completely exhausted in
that section of the city they wild
ened their scope, broadening out
one street and down another,
showing no Partially in opening
charge accounts at all.
But now Mama was getting a
bit weary of moving so often, it
being too much of a mental, if
not physical, strain. Besides, now
that they were all located in
fashionable Oak Lane in a quite
charming old house, they decided
it might be just as well to hang
on to it as long as they could
John had only one year more in
law school, Mary had but six
weeks to complete her business
course; Henry would get his A. B.
IN June if he made up that math
credit. Edna would finish at Miss
Maderta's "snooty" -Edna's own
descriptive adjective school,
February year.
THERE were others who, hear
ing the ugly rumors of rent
beating and bill lodgings, sus-
picioned Mr.. Bulwinkle not a fail
ure, but instead a curmudgeon, a
mean man. How could a failure
dress his family the way Mr.. Bull
Wrinkle did and send his two boys
off to college in their own sports
model cars? Then just look at
his daughters-at least the dark,
vivacious Edna, with her eXpen-
sive dresses, beauty-parlor visits
and swanky schools! It was
rather a mystery about Mr.. Bull
wrinkles other daughter Mary
who was pretty enough in her
frail, blonde way but-yes! she
was downright shabby looking!
Why they INDUCED the boys and
their brunette daughter and open
ly neglected the blonde one
well, that's what they'd like to
know all right! And then there
was Mrs. Bulwinkle! No million
aires wife could have more airs
and graces and a nose SO tip
tilted to the sky! A wonder that
one didn't drown when it rained!
FOR about six months Mr. Bull
Wrinkle had gone without
lunches hoping that he could put
aside enough of the lunch money
and what he, with a clear con-
science, might hold back from
commissions in order to open a
little real estate Office of his own.
But that dream, while never COM
pletely fading from his memory,
had finally fed from his hopes.
Once, long ago when Mary was
only a chick, he had told her of
his dream. 1t was like telling al
most no one at all to tell little
Mary and yet it had helped when
her thin little arms had been flung
around his neck and in an &C.
stasy of glee she had squealed:
"Oh, Pop! Gee, Pop"
Mrs. Bulwinkle had learned at
a Book Review tea that afternoon
that the firm of Theoter & Caulk
was definitely washed up. When
Mama lifted a quizzical, neatly
plucked eyebrow and asked Mr..
Bulwinkle about it, all the chill
dren looked up from their soup
plates to their papa's face. Mr..
Bulwinkle only swallowed very
deep, and said: "Rumors, my dear.
Pure runors. The Office will re-
open in a few days. =" Only
Mary noticed how the soup spoon