(xx) Rush Makes a Call on a Girl

Well sir, the evening meal has been over only a little while as we enter the small house halfway up on the next block now. Here in the living room we find Mr. and Mrs. Victor Gook.

Vic is seated at the library table playing salatair, and said is at the telephone talking animatedly. Listen. Yeah. Oh, forget it, Miss Kimple. I told Harold I'd give him candy and I have to be good on my promise.

Didn't go down the expense at all. One of the kitchenware-traveling men down at the plant won two buckets of hard candies as a prize somewhere and getting to Mr. Gok to give to Rush. Well, lands Rush candy two big buckets of candy, so I immediately thought a little herald.

I promised him several times he was going to get something nice from me. So you tell him this hoes away. Oh, not a tall, Miss Gimple. Only two glad. You may. Surely. Alright Miss Kimball.

Goodbye. She's nice. Bye everybody. Sure. Oh you met her several times. You got ready to leave Willie? Uh huh. We got a boy that's going calm on the young lady this evening. That's what I understand.

Several Romeo. Hi. Your necktie is all squeegeeed around crooked. Oh. Let's just shake a leg tonight Dr. Slich. I abound with vitality and gay spirits. Think Fred Knutied warm up to game a 500? Fred's working overtime at the Foundry.

Oh, is he? I'll stroll down to the bajo. That fat-headed, glowy golden zion, ain't she? But you're supposed to be very good. Sad sort of a business, I guess. Miss Harris told me this morning her rumor Mr. Schludge come home last night crying.