The Wilmington morning star., 1947-06-10
AsPeglerSeesh
BY wEsTBRo0K PEGLER
DOWNRIGHT. 1947 by King Features Syndicate
Inc,)

By WESTBROOK PEGLEK
(Copyright 1947 by King Features Syndicate
Inc)
AS was out walking one evening IN May
1 walked down to the exotic Aloo-NenoeA
vous cafe
This is one Of the most exclusive a1ter-oari
resorts
I Patronized by the flower OF our "oilainioo'
and their male escorts.
The interior is modishly attractive Win
new. hand-painted decor
Which $50 It's rumored) cost at least -.
| 900 or more.
It is indeed most exotic caravahsera a
And Marcus Devaney the prop, Is a lot
per cent right guy
He has always got his hand IN ais poche'
for any worthy cause.
And charges it cheerfully up to profit and
loss.
This here was beautiful night that am
speaking about
And all loves young dream OF SlaHoroos
romance was turned out
So as l was walking past the glamorous
Lido Rendezvous
l thought Nov, gin and bltters is, OF course
very delicious
And rye on the other hand is both whole
some and nutritious
And then there's beer, but in place like
this it amt
Quite the kind of drink you want unless you
wish to appear quaint
Scotch the best, they have, and full line
of French likoors
All strictly imported Just 90 ahead and
name yours
And rs cents smash for yellow Or green
ckartrooze
Benedictine, Cointreau, or anything you
choose"
Mayhap you will be thinking well, usen't
you to be married MANI
And my worthy opponent, you are quite
correct 1 am.
Yes, on August the 2sth will be our ninth
anniversary
And still Just as wed as two love-birds pos,
sibly could be,
But it just so happens, on this glamor-
scented night in May
My life's companion was over in East
Orange N. j.
Because her sister Celia, that is the young
est one,
She was having her first born babe Whlch
TUNED out to be 6pound SON.
Well, Veronica, the Oldest sister, they nave
moved someWheres out west
So, one thing and another, my helpmeet
thought she better be with Celia IN her test
! So that is how it come, and l am glad
yo1 asked
This night I am alone as I am walking
pest
Walking past the swank Lido-Rendezvous
cafe
Where everything is comms il faut pon
chance and sill vous plait.
So l felt kind of lonesome and little
festive, too
So said to Maurice, the garcon, carney,
said, Maurice Carney, leave it up to YOU -
| said: my wife's little sister, Celia, mas
Lad 6-pound boy
And all our cups at our house are running
o'er with JOY" -,
Well Carney, he is perhaps careless or 1t
was, mayhap, l
But anyway he lets out yell, Everybody
name it. Healy is going to buy!"
Well, then he shot off his loud blab CAB how
II was the festive father
And l couldn't explain to all those people
and 60 through all that bother
So I said: 'Sure, Carney, nothing is too
good for Healys pals
| So see what one and all are having, re-
spectively, both gents and gals.
Then they slapped me on the back ana
kidded me, the way they do, and strangers
and marred women and young engaged cou-
Piles, too.
| And stood a couple of grunts and then
reluctantly to them asserted that I must get
| along home or the new mama's feelings mlgn'
be hurted
But by this time they were in fine spirit
OF friendship and fun and blocked the ooof
80 l couldn't leave till / had another one.
And l kept trying to 60 home but every
body wanted turn to buy
And drink to the mama and the baby and
mud in the papa's eye
| And naturally l was feeling like low
down, dirty, chiseling jerk
| And anyway, next morning l had to be
on the job at work
But it wasn't my Fault. That stupid Carney.
That thick slob.
Why didn't he listen and get it right? That's
his job.
And, finally, well every time I am trying
to leave the place
l can't seem to get the floor off nv face
l squint my eyes and I draw bead on
the door but I can't get through with my
arms full of the floor
Well, somehow, l don't knox how h,,t
sometime awful late 0" "N'
Here comes the phoney papa home to the
old Healy estate ~ VIC
And when I woke up 1 lust laid there
clammy and numb '"'' i"iu uieie
And figured it wasn't lawful - ,,o,. ~.
body I'LL the coroner come '-
So that is just what happened m .his 81,
NOR scented night in Nav oh ''i'S ga
While my cherished H..