The Apache sentinel., 1944-11-24
Dig Ny Spiel

Well, look at this. Here it is time
for more kicks and the SHARK
is still kicking 1t looks to me there
is going to be some great jam ses-
sionS around Huachuca before time
drills along. These kitties that just
blew in are fine and being heep
hep, am hep that they will be
going up to blow with the post cats.
The old homestead viii Jump like
never before.
Boy, was I glad when I picked
up on my flying home paper. I
made a dash into. L. A. that was
wild. I stayed knocked out for a
half of a moon, then dashed right
back here again. Gee, all done!
There was much drippage of the
eyedrums because lot of our SOL
diering sisters had to broom on Or
der of the head knock. 1t seems that
many CT romances were nipped
while in high gear, and in the bud,
too. While out at the Fry USO the
other night I saw one fly hen blow
ing her lovely wig with the crackage
of the ketchup pump.
Yes, indeed, Sam is giving that
little cat who wears birthday suit
and carries bow and arrow a hard
way to go. The one and only has
just this to say. No mabie it may
pen like frome lick, but if you
dig it in the bright of a clear knowl-
edge box you will be booted that
there are a lot of heavy slaves to
bring the cadence and for 1t to be
done in a groovie manner the chicks
have to cut to new Shaving grounds
where they can get on the ball even
as you and I.
Well, it lamps as if Hawkins is
really ready to jump wild. The other
early bright, while in the wash pad
giving my pan pep talk, I digs
some ice powder on the big smok-
les. When I leaped out fthe slam
mer to drill up to the daily slave,
old Hawk sounded off deuce to
let it be known that he was on
deck. So I cushed on back in and
put on my long coat. tAND NO
c RACK S FROM T H E WIS E
GUYS. Some studs ket kicks from
gray Dec. 25, but the Shark amt
no polar bear. All! Spring, spring,
bootifull spring!
To be sure, we are all damp in
the chops for this grid Scuffle to
Jump off on bird day. And I am
hep that all will be there in such
manner as for the bells to be heard
mile away Oh, boy, can just
see it now The bands will be play
ing and the chicks will be cheering
The flags will be flying and the
chicks will be. cheering. The cats
will be slapping each other in the
chops to see who will cop the hog
coat-and the chicks will be cheer
ing. On the straight and narrow
there is nothing like good cheer
ing section. HUH?
Well, gates, when push begins to
crowd, shove, and the unseen power
messeS with you on the zoon. When
you feel like singing do You Call
That a Buddy?" and are brought
down to the lowest plank and your
nose is doing nipupS, should your
gum covers hang in such a way as
to surround slice of grunt and
scott peas from a coke bottle, here
is fixer upper for much drag.
Fall upon your deuce of benders
next to your Slumber pad and spiel
this good talk that round cat in
the Apple mashed on me. "Now
stash me down to nod, my mellow
frame upon this sod; should I cop
a troot before the early bright, lay
my story on the head knock and
make everything rect"
With that last batch of mellow
humble I shall take my breeze and
say, May luck bless you and keel
you-as the Shark can't afford to
MOP!!!
PFC. EDWARD ]. HALL.
''The Shark"