The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1941-07-11
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has the butter well iced. because
Il = quarter 10 one in TIE morn
ing and not much cooler than IL
vas just before the sun vent
down.
Half a dozen trucks are piled up
in the dirt next 70 Herbie's. and
Angus squeezes in between eou-
pie Of semi-trailers. He is hoping
he will get a minute alone with
Adoreen without one OF the boys
busting in and making smsrtaleck
cracks.
The place Is fun Of smoke when
Angus walks IN. and some OF the
fellows yell at him. Angus Just
waves and grabs stool in front
Of where Mile is slspping butter
on dozen slices Of bread.
Hello. Mile" says Angus
"Addie in the kitchen ,"
Mile swings around like she is
about 10 suggest that somebody
90 climb tree, but when she sees
Angus. her face softens little
and she says. "Oh, it's you"
Can I go in the kitchen. Mil
lie"
Sure, sure. Go ahead. I'm busy.
Don't bother me now"
Angus pushes his hair back I'M
der his cap, and it comes right
out again. He takes a quick look
around the place and ducks into
the kitchen. He gulps once. and
then he says. Hello. Addie." But
no one answers so he tries again
before he realizes the kitchen Is
empty.
He is about to 60 back into the
other room when Mile shows up.
Her face is wet with perspiration
and her hair looks like a matched
roof. Now look here. Angus Mac
Phillips, don't ask any questions
I'm busy and l amt got time to
swap any conversation with you.
I'm all alone and I'm trying to
feed that mob out there without
passing out any ptomaine.
Angus is bewildered and much
more scared than If Adoreen were
around But where's Addie? 1
thought she was gonna have Sat
urday night off"
Mile wipes her hands on her
apron and fishes around in her
pocket. She hands Angus a letter.
Looks as if this is for you" she
says. Then she grabs a couple of
steaming platters and heads for
the door.
Angus rips opens the envelope.
1t is letter from Adoreen, and he
sits down to read it.
Dear Angus:
Am writing few lines Just
ia let You know | have decided
to go to New York and seek nv
fortune like we talked about so
many times. saw an ad for
some chorus girls in a New York
paper that salesman left here
and il that isn't opportunity
knocking. then I don't know what
is. Even though it's not big job
l am willing to start at the bot
tom and dance in a chorus for a
month or two before some big
producer sees my dramatic talent
and starts me on the road to fame.
Now don't you go worrying
about me, and guess the mar
rying part is off, but you can
find yourself some nice girl and
sometime when I'm in a big play
or maybe even in the movies and
you take your wife to see the pic
ture you can tell her how you used
to know me before I became IA
nous and I'll even send you an
autographed picture.
1T was nice of you TO ask me
to marry you and don't think l
don't appreciate It, but l can't
pass up opportunity and | think
am going TO be happy and
wish you the same, with best
regards.
Very truly yours,
"Adoreen Mickletwidge."
Angus tightens up inside and
reads the letter again. Mile
breezes in. but he doesn't even see
her. so she doesn't say anything
just hurries out.
The worst part of this whole
business is that Adoreen doesn't
know anything about New York.
She doesn't realize that New York
is just full OF leeches waiting for
pretty little kittens like her TO
show up. 1t is plain to Angus
that there is only one thing to do.
He shoots through the door and
nearly knocks Mile into a burly
truck drivers lap. He grabs her
before she falls and picks up a
roundsteak from under the table.
IF Mr.. Wittenbsum calls. Mil
lie" Angus says, Just tell him
I'll be back in few DAYS. Tell
him I went 10 New York"
Mile drops the roundsteak
again and grabs Angus by the COL
lar. You big lug, you can't go 70
New York. Leave her alone. She'll
come back. You'll never find her
and you'll be fired.
Yeah. says Angus sad Y.
Maybe Mr.. Wittenbsum won't
understand. But I've gotta 60 and
I'll find her
Angus ducks away from Mile
and dsshes out the door. Mile
is screaming after him. Angus.
you're a nitwit. You can't go 70
New York tonight You're a scat
ter-brained dope - But when
/ Anc,ts GETS the motor started on