Browning chief. [volume] (Browning, Mont.) 1941-1953, 1942-08-21

Peggy Ann. What the hell are you
tryin' to pull? You know I don't stand
for visitors back here"
Peggy Ann seemed to grow inches
as she faced him. Captain Andrews
and I were discussing busineSs-our
own business. I'm going down to give
a show for his men at Fort Dix to-
morrow night
That's what you think" said Moro.
You don't take what I pay for and
give it away to a lot of half-baked
drafteesl"
Bud walked to the door. I'VE can
discuss this better out here. It's too
close in that little room with you
shooting off your big mouth, Moro
Come on out!" Bud was smiling grim
ly. This is about as near as you'll
get to the army, imagine"
Moro did not move. Peggy Ann
grabbed her coat and bag. III say it's
close in there. I'm taking the air right
now"
Moro followed her You'll be sorry
if YOU walk out"
Not as sorry as you'll be, Mr.. Moro.
I'm doing show at Fort Dix tomor-
row night. Why don't you come down,
if you're not afraid to face more than
Buds tenSed one, Peggy Ann walked
out of the Tin Lid.
In Pan Morro's eyes as he watched
them leave there was look that had
frightened men for years Slowly it
was dawning on him that he had lost
more than an argument.
The next day at 2 Peggy Ann stood
waiting in front of her rooming house.
At 2:O5 the station wagon drove up.
Peggy Ann picked up her bag and
walked to the curb.
Jim Blevins, manager of the enter
tainment unit, got out of the front
seat. Miss Peggy Ann? Glad to have
you with US" He opened the door to
the back of the car Meet the gang"
Hello" Peggy craWled into the
nearest vacant seat. Never mind in
PRODUCTIONS she smiled at Blevins,
well get acquainted enroute."
Lets get enroute then. We're late
said baritone voice from the rear OF
the car. Peggy turned to see which one
of the men it was, and discovered that
the baritone voice belonged to a wom-
an.
I'm Hermana the Great" she
doomed She said it with the inference
that Peggy Ann must have heard of
her. And my nephew, Herbert She
nudged a skinny kid with toothful
smile, who chirped, "'Ow are yew,
miSs?" in broad cockney accent.
Peggy Ann turned around to say
she was fine and meet the others.
This is Terence O'Shea," Hermana
the Great pointed to middle-aged
fat man whose tWinkling blue eyes
matched his name and whose high
| pitched welcome to our little band,
Peggy Ami" marked him as the Irish
singer of ballads. Peggy looked beyond
him at three bulky men SandWlcAed
/ between bags, lamps and variety OF
props. They couldn't be anything but
acrobats. Terence OShea took up the
introductions. Three lads who can
open or close a show with equal IA
Cility-the Atlas Trio!'
( Their greetings followed each other
with acrobatic timing, in three diff
ferent foreign accents.
Hello, all of you" said Peggy Ann.
Il hope you'll tip me off about what
not to do at soldier shows. You've
been playing camps, haven't you?'
The station wagon came to a stop
in front of a tall apartment building
in lower Park Avenue. He said he'd
be out in front at twenty past" Blev-
ms mumbled
Hes never been on time yet"
snapped Hermana the Great. you're
lucky if he's out of bedi'
Who are we picking up?" Peggy
Ann asked
The most popular young comedian
of the day." Terence O'Shea volun-
teered. Johnny Hopper"
Peggy Ann watched the apartment
house entrance anxiously. She had
been very much taken with Johnny
Hopper in that movie short and had
thought him much too good-looking
to be a comedian. Her inner excite
ment about the trip to Fort Dix was
divided about $3.50 between Johnny
Hopper and Uncle Sam. Then she
saw him coming.
Hill" Johnny Hopper swept the hat
from his head, displaying wavy red
hair. Greetings, you strolling play
ersw He was obviously pleasantly
high" at the moment. Almost too
casually, he acknowledged a general
introduction, and draped himself on
the seat beside Peggy Ann. He looked
her over approvingly Peggy Ann
what2" he said.