The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1942-01-05

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GOIDBU6S FROM BROADWAY
CHAPTER X
Everything went oockeyed. that
misty Saturday. First. Dolf got
loose and scared half a bus-losd
OF oonvention-bound schoolmarms
off the premises. Flooey goes fif-
teen lunches. good for forty cents
average. making six dollars the
establishment couldn't afford to
lose. When told Dolf where he
got off, he turned sulky on me
and crswied INTO a bush. and
wouldn't come out until Old
Svohy showed up and took him
fishing
Along about five o'clock a load
of Florida grapefruit rolled in and
Marty Sturgeon. an Ohio boy that
l hadn't seen since 1888, climbed
down. He ordered a quart of cof-
fee and spiked il from his flask.
When they do that it's because
they need sleep and need it bad.
Besides. didn't hike his color.
Marty" l said, you're sick"
so what ," he said. This car
60 has to be in Raleigh tonight"
That's as may be" I said.
Stick out your tongue"
He did. 1t looked like a second
hand mink tippet. I dug out my
clinical thermometer and pushed it
into his face.
One hundred and four" I said.
adding half a degree to impress
him.
20. X, Nom" he said. "Trot
out the old medicine chest"
They all know my old box.
Many a case I've doped up for
the sniffles or the whoops or even
the heeby-jeebies. But this wasn't
that kind.
Marty" I said. It's the hos
pital"
Hospital nuts" he said. IT
guess there's hospital in Raleigh"
You'll never get to Raleigh" 1
told him. Climb into my car. I'll
see your load gets delivered"
knew some truck would be along,
driving double, and I could get
them to split. Truckies hang to-
gether like Masons when there's
trouble.
Well, he started to beef. and
then he started to cough and in a
minute he had both hands 10 his
chest, and his eyes got scared.
The chills had struck him. It was
pneumonia. all right They fall
for it heavy. these 24-hour drivers.
So l boosted him in and wrapped
him up and delivered him at Lew
erton hospital.
Who's going TO guarantee mis-
bill ?" the little punk at the desk
wanted to know.
Il am" I said, and I stuck a
fistful of bills under his nose and
the fist. Satisfactory"
Yes, ma am" he said. An or
Derby came out and wheeled Marty
away.
I'll bet I've taken that risk
hundred times and never lost on
1t but once, and that was a poor
guy that died. Not counting what
I've got from grateful birds. in
GLIDING a platinum wrist watch,
an ivory-mounted forty-five pistol,
setter pup, and an annual pass
on the Greystone bus line.
Well, I'd done my good deed for
the day. and what did l get for it?
Trouble. Because if I'd been on
the job, maybe ! could have head
ed off that mixed party of four.
They came in q five-thousand-
dollar limousine dragging the hos-
siest kind of trailer, a regular
plushcart, and made themselves at
home. didn't like the kind of
sounds coming from the outfit.
Before looking into it, l made the
rounds. Dof was back in his box,
smelling Of fish as usual after a
spell with his pal. Old Swoby.
Doc was inside the stockade check
ing up on his days take. Juddy
was in the Freederia talking with
Maurie Sears. who had developed
a Tambay habit.
A swell bird was look
ing under the hood Of the high
priced car. He turned around and
looked me up and down, and said
in a voice TO match his dead pan:
Got anything fit to eat -
That's according to taste"
said.
-Four dinners" ne said. The
best you got. Served in the car"
A blond flooze with marcelled
hair stuck her head out Of the
trailer