Chicago world. (Chicago, Ill.) 1918-????, 1949-11-19
SYNOPSIS

Place, just off Kimbal st., and !. /.
When James entered the place
loud burst of noise hit him in the
face The hiss Of carbonated wa
ter shooting into cherry cokes
glasses, Sodas, the blare of the juke
box, chitter- chatter of fast talking
girls - were all like a strange set
ting, of which he could never cap
ture the true feeling.
He led the way to a booth that
was crowded to the hilt with care
tree boys and girls. The Pander
was situated by the vendor, gazing
at them. They all greeted the
newcomers gleeful1y, but with no
real interruption of their fun.
Hey, Jimmy" called redhead,
next to the. wall. A xowdy fellow
was half asleep, resting his head
hard against her bosom. She had
one arm across his shoulders and
waved at James with the other.
Il Hi" James answered, crawling
over somebody in. order to get
close to her. ,:1
Want to buy me something,
Jimmy? Do your"
Anything your heart desires"
he said, with a gesture of ap-
preaching ga1lantry.
tt "Goodie1 want you to take me
over to Gladys house and buy
something for me. Will your"
l said okay, didn't II"
"Uhuh! Wait till l craw1lll1ll
from under Hubert, will you? He's
heavy as all outdoors
She tried to ease Hurberts head
off her breasts, but he awoke at
her touch and pushed her down
snug against the wall.
"Where're you going?" he want
ed to know.
"None of. your business, Hurbert
Baker. None Of your business.
Now viii you kindly let me by?"@A
Il was resting!"
Jimmy, make him let me by"
Jimmy said, LET her by, HUI
like nice guy. Will your" He
was being tough now, because he
could be tough with Hubert Baker
and get away with it. And when
he was tough, there was no doubt
about his being so. Hubert knew
this from past experience. There
tore, he didn't prolong the argu-
ment, but twisted out of the wav
immediately to allow the girl to
squeeze pass him out the booth.
Hey, Jimmy" called the white
headed boy, Scotty. "Where're
you headed"
Gotta date. See you guys later"
"Where're you going?"
Don't tell HIM." Arlene
whispered, Juggling at James
sleeve, Il don't want him along
He might tell"
Tell WHAT"
What we're going to do, silly. |
don't want anyone else to know"
AVN, Scotty doesn't tell things
on people. Sides, he's my pal"
10 Scotty he said: Were going
over to Gladys house. Want to
come along?"
Over to Gladys house? Are
you crazy? What d'you want to
go over there for?"
whats wrong with going over
to Gladys house,"
whats wrong?" Scotty rushed
up and pulled James aside. "Sav.
do you know what they do up
there?"
$50 what? They do it here too.
What's the diff"
"Okay, Have it you way. But
] wouldn't want to be you when
your old man finds out"
"He's not going to find out, I'm
less you stool pidgeon on me-"
"Awww!"
Gall right - I'll be seeing you.
Okay?"
"I'm coming too"
Come on thenw
wait minute" said the red
head. She went over to the Pan
der and whispered something
Then he handed her small bun
die, wrapped in soft tissue paper
Hurried1y she slipped it into her
purse and rejoined James and
Scotty. Together they pushed
their way out; sandwiched between
them, lanes was eager - more
eager than ever before to get well
underway, his head swelling with
apprehension.