The Waterbury Democrat., 1938-06-27

on a case of Chandler & Sand hams Peanut Tweeties."
 "Oh, shut up, said Kelly irri- tably.
 Hey. listen." said the Weasel suddenly, "wots in dis carp
 Chocolates, caramels, bonbons, and confections, said Joe. DO have a bonbon. ....
 No" declined the Weasel, after some thought, "dem things upsets me stummick."
 Late in the afternoon they cross ed over into New York state. When darkness fell the Weasel called a halt at an isolated hot dog stand. From the car he commanded the proprietor to bring forth a feast. The proprietor obeyed. The feast consisted of hot dogs and soda pop, and the Weasel received these comestibles into the back of the car.
 Drive on," he said to Joe.
 Half a mile farther along he ordered him to turn of on side road and stop. Then he doled out rationS.
 Kelly eyed the unholy meal with distaste.
 This is an outrage" she said. Well all get scurvy or some- thing. Couldn't we go into some place and sit at table like white people?" Not chance" said the Weasel "Youse might double cross me"
 Kelly sighed. What a sus- picious mind you have, MT. - MT. -er-I haven't thu advantage of your last name"
 Its Wcynowski."
 How euphonious. Can you give us a brief resume of the Central European situation, MT. WcynoW- ski?"
 "Huh?" said Ed the Weasel.
 Better skip 1t, I guess. But do you honestly expect us to live on stuff like this all the way to Can ada?"
 The Weasel grinned. An idol of ancient Egypt, tickled beneath the nose with a feather-duster might have produced the same expression.
 Dis or nuttin'," he said. "C'mon take bite an play you're in da DitZ.'
 Joe raised his pop bottle.
 We'll he said. down the river!"
 You beast" Kelly turned on him. T believe you're actually enjoying this"
 "Never had better time in my life," said Joe, draining the bottle.
 The dreadful repast over, the Weasel gave orders to resume
 speed. Rather after the fashion of one who has dined made auately in lifeboat and is now prepared to await the dictates of Destiny, Kelly composed herself for rest. She slumped down i'll her seat and stretched out her legs. Joe a courtly man, took a blanket that was folded over tho back of the seat and arranged Il behind her head.
 What service" she murmured. |
 Joe sWore under his breath. H. would have liked to have joined th' order of one-hand drivers, throWl his other arm around Kelly ant permitted her head to rest agains his shoulder. But the presence o1 Ed the Weasel deterred him. Ht shrank from exhibiting affection before the eyes of an individual Wht looked like something sculptureo out of a mountain by Gutzon Borg lum. .,...-...
 "Da goils tired" said the Wea- sel, with compassion.
 Don't you believe 1t, pal said Joe. Modern womanhood can't take it, that's all"
 Pal" said Kelly disgustedly Just a couple of brother Elks aren't you?"
 Go to sleep" advised Joe.
 And Kelly did. The Ford rolled
 easily over the wide smooth high way. The steady drone of the motor was soothing. Presently her eyes closed Her head turned a little to one side. Miss Kelly Archer went bye-bye.
 The Weasel broke long silence
 "Lissen, guy" he said, how come you're takin' dis so easy? You know wot I mean. You don't act like you give damn if you go to Canada"
 Why should IF" said Joe Canada or Canarsie, what's the difference? It's the gypsy in me. Anyhow, Canada listens better than Boston about now"
 But da danes got a yen to go to Boston, ain't she?"
 Danes get funny ideas" said Joe.
 "Ain't it da truth" agreed the l