The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1941-07-12
CALIBAN FROM
CALEB
~ NORMAN NAIL


isn't on the motorcycle any longer
but y shooting down the we'll
CREASED pavement on his stomach.
Angus can't bear 70 watch any
more. He concentrates on the
road ahead until just before he
reaches the crest OF hill. he
takes one final look The trooper
Is sitting IN the ditch. m. head
buried in his hands. Il looks as
II he - sobbing.
Angus wishes he had taken the
troopers name 80 ne could send
him a box Of cigars or something
when he gets to New York. He Is
glad Of one thing snywsy-ths
butter IL practically all gone ex-
cept for few gallon. still slosh-
ing around the floor.
Angus stops at the next filling
station 10 get last thankful Of gas
and to study a road map. II will
be better If he gets off this high
way as soon as possible. II the
trooper ever pulls himself together
and telephones his headquarters,
there may be further unpleasant
incidents
| IT Is after 2 the next morning
when Angus pulls out Of the
Holland Tunnel and finds himself
in the middle of Manhattan's traf-
fic. The first thing TO do obvious
~ Ia TO see the mayor. Maybe the
mayor has heard about Adorecn.
II Angus can find her right away.
they can start back for Caleb be-
fore midnight and II Is possible
that Mr.. Wittenbsum will under
stand about the butter and every
thing.
Angus is driving along a mar
row street with a lot of automo-
biles shooting out at him from
side streets and stopping dead
with screeching brakes within
couple inches of his truck. He IL
reflecting on the incompetence OF
New York drivers and is keeping
his eyes peeled for the city hall
when he hears chorus of sirens
and his heart shrinks.
BY the time he pulls up TO the
curb, he is surrounded by six po-
licemen who pile out of three cars.
The biggest one pushes back his
hat. What's the big idea. Buddy?
Do you know how many lights you
crashed? ,"
Angus tries to be polite Il am
in hurry, officer. came TO get
my girl"
The big cop gets tougher. "A
wise guy, en-"
If you will let me go and find
my girl, I will write you a letter
when I get back to Caleb" Angus
promises, and Will explain
everything
The big cop smirks. Hear that,
boys? He's gonna write us a let
ter. He's proba bly, just dropped
into town on a harmless visit TO
rob a bank and were OBTAINING
him" The cops face turns a
queer shade of purple. Get out
of that truck and let's see yer
drivers license"
Angus gets out and presents his
license. The large officer studies
[ IL a minute and saws. Caleb. Ell?
Whst're you dom here, MscPhil-
lips"
Il told you. I cam. to get my
girl"
Where is she 80
Il don't know
The cop let's ont funny sound.
"Okay. II you're gonna be like
that, we can play, too He turns
to the other patrolmen and says,
Get the wagon. one of you guys"
You can't arrest me-" Angus
protests
That's matter of opinion
SAYS the cop.
Angus backs up a step and aims
fist at the big cops jaw. The
officer folds up and hits the pave
ment like a soggy pancake. The
other uniformed men pounce on
Angus. but II is like running head
first into a tractor The patrol
man who is telephoning block
away takes one look and says,
Cancel that ~agon-send the riot
squad"
1T is not easv 10 keep score from
L then on. II seems Angus is
smuggling every cop in New York.
Some OF them come back a second
time. Most Of them just curl up.
The street and gutter are clut-
tered up with policemen stretched
out as If they are asleep on duty.
Occasionally some body gets IN
poke at Angus.
Angus doesn't see the night
stick until IL is too late 10 duck.
II connects with his head and
make. a noise like an anvil.
Everything starts spinning around
as he sinks 10 the ground.
The last thing he hears Is some
one saying. Tell the marines
never mind Then he closes his
eyes and let's the blsckness close
in