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Beach, Rex Ellingwood, 1877-1949

"Pardners"

Struthers
looked like a dose of seasickness on a sour stomach.
"Get your hat. Quick!' I jobbed him, gentle and encouraging.
"Age allus commands respect. Therefore the sight of a six-foot,
grizzled Klondiker in a wide hat, benevolently prodding the night
editor in the short ribs and apple sauce, with eight bright and
chilly inches, engendered a certain respect in the reportorial staff.
"'You're going to tell Mrs. Morrow all about the pretty pictures,' I
says, like a father.
"'Let me go, damn you!' he frothed, but I wedged him into a corner of
the cab and took off his collar--in strips. It interfered with his
breathing, as I couldn't get a holt low enough to regulate his
respiration. He kicked out two cab windows, but I bumped his head
agin the woodwork, by way of repartee. It was a real pleasure, not
to say recreation, experimenting with the noises he made. Seldom I
get a neck I give a cuss to squeeze. His was number fifteen at
first, by the feel; but I reduced it a quarter size at a time.


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