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About The Omaha guide. (Omaha, Neb.) 1927-19?? | View Entire Issue (Oct. 22, 1932)
at him out of cold, brown eyes, he
knew. It was Half Pint!
Suddenly hia mind went back to
his early days of seven and eight
years. He remembered how satis
fied he felt after poking his tongue
out at an enemy. He did so at his
neighbor. But his neighbor's mind
had gone back to the twelve-year
stage. A dainty, tiny, gloved hand
went up and the tiny thumb touch-;
ed the end of the funny nose with
the freckles on it and the tiny fin
ger wriggled as if for exercise.
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Something, he thought, had to be
done about this fresh girl.
He was entering the bank when
one of his admiresses caught up
with him. She was Vernita, with
the light brown complexion and
brown hair. She was wearing a
blue turbin and a blue dress. The
dress was too long for morning
wear. He wondered whether Half
Pint would wear a long dress in
"Hello, Pretty Boy,” she said
smiling up at him. She saw that
his eyes were black. “What’s the
matter? You aren't angry because;
I met you, are you?”
“I,” said Prescott, “am not angry
with you. But I shall be pretty!
He then walked away.
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•‘Pretty Boy, why didn’t you come
to see me last night? You haven't
got another girl, have you? Because
if you have, I’ll-”
Prescott stopped and looked down
“What?” he demanded.
“Oh, Pretty Boy, don’t you love
me any more? Come over to my
“I'm busy tonight”
"You fool! Do you think-”
He had walked away.
"What about Tuesday?—Wednes
“I’ll be over Monday,” he said
carelessly, touched his hat and
walked into the hank.
Tuesday, Wednesday and Thurs
day he worked in his garden,
dressed, went to work, and. went
to see his girl-friends and thought
about Half Pint. What was her
name? How could he get revenge?
Why wasn't she impressed by his
—er—manly beauty? Where did she
get her nerve from? Of course,
he did not care one thing about her
—if hating her did not count. Half
Pint was one girl he really hated.
What was her real name?
His Aunt Louise told him their
last name was Wilson. She also
told him that they had a “lovely”
parlor suite, but the dining room
suite was “simply horrid.” She al
so told him that the Wilsons were
still paying for their "lovely” parlor
suite and their “simply horrid” din
ing room suite.
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was that half-pint sized impi
Friday, he was sitting in the
bank counting the number of per
fect legs that came into the bank.
He was not bothered about the
faces. Too many women were on
his hands now. He had just count
ed the fourth pair of perfect legs
when he caught his breath sharply.
He had seen the perfect, perfect
pair of legs.
The perfect, perfect pair of legs
were held up by a tiny pair of green
Since-the perfect, perfect pair of
legs were coming toward his win
dow, he did not bother to look at
her face. Only'a pretty woman
could have had such legs. She would
be smiling up at him in a few
A bank book was pushed under
the window to him by a tiny red
brown hand with tiny, pointed,
green nails. Prese:tt looked at
that hand sharply. There was
something familiar about that
hand. He had a feeling that he
had felt—he looked up suddenly
and into a pair of cold, brown eyes.
“You!” he gasped.
“Of course it’s me! Who else do
you suppose I could be?”
She pushed a five-dollar bill
through the window and added:
Silently he wrote in the book. He
noticed that her name was Heph
zibeth. He wondered how anyone
could name her child a name like
that. He didn’t know it, but she
wondered the same thing.
“Thank you,” she said coldly. Her
lips curled scornfully as she added:
tie watched the little green-clad
figure with the hat perched on
the side of her red head, as she
walked out of the bank.
Somehow he didn’t like the way
she had called him, “Pretty Boy.”
It sounded foolish and made him
feel foolish. That girl always made
him feel foolish.
He turned to wait on another cus
tomer. After the customer had
gone, the telephone rang.
“Is that you, Pretty Boy?” came
a baby voice over the wire. "This
“This,” said Prescott, “is Alwin
Prescott,” and hung up the receiver,
This made him feel better. * '
* * *
Prescott chuckled to himself all
day, Monday. Vemita. with the
brown hair and complexion was
peeved at his inattention.
“What’s the matter, Pretty Boy?”
"Nothing,” he answered. But there
was a far away happy look in his
"You’re not paying any attention
to me,” raid she, snuggling up
closer to him.
He put his arm around her. He
had gotten even with Half Pint. It
was really wonderful!
"Kiss me, Pretty Boy.”
He kissed her. He had gone to
Watson's for lunch with Laveme,
with the blue eyes and blond hair.
Who should walk up to him to
serve him—but Half Pint?
"You’re not thinking about me,”
He had ordered several dishes,
sent them back, ordered some more,
complained and sent them back. He|
had ordered milk. When she
brought it, he declared he had or
dered ginger ale. In short, he had
given her hell. In the end, he had
walked out without leaving her a
tip. He had never had a better
time in his life.
He became conscious of Vernita.
“Don't you love me?”
He took her in his arms and
kissed her. Once, twice, then he
decided it was too hot to make love.
Vernita had started using a per
fume he hated and it was always
stuffy in her apartment. She al
ways wanted to make love when it
was too hot. Vernita just made
him sick and tired. This was his
last visit there.
“Let's go out riding," he said
“But, Pretty Boy, it’s eleven. Let's
just stay here.” She put her arms
around him and smiled up at him.
“Come on. I’m going.”
“Oh, all righk,” she pouted.
The cool sweet breeze soon drove
the pout from Vernita's mouth. It
even made Prescott feel more civil
After driving miles and miles he
turned off in an apparently desert
ed road. He snapped off his lights
and began to tell Vernita how beau
tiful she was. She laughed softly!
and put her arms round his neck..
“Do you love me?”
Prescott frowned. She would
ask him that. He didn't love any
| A familiar voice saved him. Both
looked in the direction it came
from. Tliis road was not deserted.
“Are you a foci?” came the fami
“Don't be like that, baby?”
Alwin took Vernita's arms from
round his neck. That voice was
| “Some fools,” laughed Vernita.
“Let me go! Do you want to
“Say, what do you suppose I
brought you here for?”
“You damn fool. Let me go!”
Prescott opened the car door.
There was only one person who
said "Damn!” like that. How dared
she come out here alone in a car
with a guy like that! The next
instant he was out of the car and
running toward the other car, with
a flash light in his hands.
“Hey,” growled the man, blink
ing, "what the hell are you doing?”
| “Half Pint,” said Prescott, “get
out of that car!”
“No,” said Half Pint unsteadily,
"I can take care of myself.”
“Mind your own business, beauti
"If you don't get out of that car,
I I'm going to take you out!”
“Oh yeah? I brought this dame
here and she's gonna stay here!
See? Do you want me to break
your pretty nose?”
Prescott felt sorry for this poor
man. Did he really think he could
break his “gorgeous” nose?
“Get out!” he said to Half Pint.1
“Just take me out!”
“I warned you,” snarled the!
man, “now I’m gong to break your
Vernita let out a loud squeal as
the man got cut erf the car.
Suddenly Prescott's flst shot out
and landed on the unknown's chin,
as Half Pint's hand had landed on
his cheek before. The unknown
sank to the ground.
Prescott took Half Pint out of
the car and deposited her between
Vernita and himself. Vernita snif
“Miss Hephzibeth.” (he felt Half
Pint wince and didn’t blame her)
“Wilson—Miss Vernita Jones.”
"How do?” said Vernita coldly.
"Hello,” said Half Pint just as
joldly. Then to Prescott, "I know
low to take care of myself!”
“Yes? You sure have a poor way
if showing it.” This time he was
“I wish you’d just mind your own
“Listen, Hair Pint, I—”
“Don't call me that! My name
Vernita spoke up.
“Oh, Pretty Boy—•”
“Alwin,” said he.
She shot Half Pint, or Midge a
“Midge.” corrected Midge.
“The next time you go out with
seme guy. Half Pint—”
“Midge! If you insist on calling
me that. Til call you—you—”
He thought she would say, "Pret
“What a name!”
Vernita laughed. Alwin and
Midge did not like that laugh.
“I thought you were known for
not bothering with anything but
pretty women,” she laughed nastily.
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