The Key West citizen. [volume] (Key West, Fla.) 1879-current, 1941-12-26

aA - cnuggIng OF the eve
ing freight nor the
rattle of hailstones against the
trucks throbbing hood nor
even his own dissemination TO
listen could drown out the shrlu,
persistent stream OF orders that
issued from his Cousin Jennie.
Bang II. Aseys Bang i'll Take
Che wrench an bang II, / tell you'll
Bang III We only got fifteen
minutes left to get over fherei
Bang II with the wrench"
Ignoring her impatient knuck1e-
rappings on the windshield above
his head. Asey continued his slow.
gentle adjustment Of the rusty
nut under his fingers. and the re-
calcitrant windshield wiper con-
finued to scrape grudgingly ever
triangle half the size Of an ice
cream cone.
Wrench. wrench. wrench"
Jennie sflrilIed. Bang IL with the
wrench-oh, come here. Aseyl"
81 With q weary sigh. Asey
Strengthened up and brushed the
accumulated hailstones from the
shoulders on his best gray suit.
Then, glancing ct the winding
curves Of the Tonset road ahead,
he climbed back into the truck
Seer" Jennie pointed accus-
lngly at the wiper. Look at I'll
u don't hardly even waggle nowl
AL your tinkerin's only maxim
IL worseI ! tell you, you got to
take the wrench, an bang at ii,
like Syl always does. It's quarter
TO six, Asey, an we're three miles
from outset. Bang that wiper an
get alongl"
Asey leaned back against the
slatted seat and shook his head.
Jennie, IL
1T certainly doesn't seem lot
% ask you" Jennie said holly.
@Just to deliver q few clans on
time for your poor Cousin Syl,
lynn home there with his ankle |
all sprained, worryin' If he's
fOin' 70 lose his Inn clam busi- |
ness or noti Six Is as late as Mrs. |
Doaneu wait, an had a terrible |
time persuadin' her TO wait at all |
Six o'clock, she told me over the |
phone, or she'll get a new clam
mani"
aBut Jennie, r."
Trouble is" Jennie continued,
you're so busy bein' important l
these days, bein' q director Of
Porter Motors an gettin your
I picture taken ia Washington with /
Bill Porter an all those other en-
zine bigwigs. you don't care q |
snap for me an SylF
Now look here" Asey said as
Mhe paused for breath ten sec
ends after Bill Porter left me an |
my bag at the door. before my
rushin' me of to deliver Syrs |
CLANS. You wouldn't listen TO my
shiftin' the clans to my roadster
nn' takin the main road. You in
t. sisted on this truck an this
rurvin' short cut. You wouldn't
believe my warnin' about the
hailstorm Bill an I drove
throughl"
- "Well, who would7" Jennie re-
torted. who'd expect hail the
middle of June2 The radio man
said drizZIeI"
whatever he said, halls what
you got" Asey said. Il want to
beat this clam dead line, but !
don't feel up 10 pilotin' this vehi-
Gle over these curves with two
blind crossin,s an three bridges
ahead, without SEEM more than
j half inch of roadl An I cannot
make that wiper work."
Because you won't bang I'll
You got 70 bang it with the
eNrenchl"
zone tap" Asey said, '.just one
nap, an that wiper'n break down
entirely. Why, it's 50 near ex-
pirin' right now that q cross
world finish it forev-"
ooh. give me the wrench"
Jennie said In evaporation. 'sFll
show youi Give me the wrench,
] sayl I'll do 1T"
Jennie, IL you bust that wiper,
we're goin' 10 stay right here,
CLAIMS or no clans, till / can see
20 drivel That wiper can't be
banged by any wxsn--