The Link, Vol. 9 (Classic Reprint)
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Excerpt from The Link, Vol. 9 The boys in Tank Town Tavern were giving old Lonz a bad time again. When, as always, he couldn´t think of an answer, he´d turn his scrawny little neck slightly to the left, wrap his feet tight around the bar stool and spit vehemently and accurately into the old brass spittoon alongside the black potbellied stove. Most times he didn´t mind. He´d park his little red, white, and blue wagon, that flew the American flag as proudly as any battlewagon, outside the tavern and come in and drink beer and josh with the boys. "What makes you such an all-fired American?" they would ask him. "What´s your country ever done for you? Look at you now, an old man, hauling junk in a little old kid´s wagon and getting most of your grub out of the market dump, stuff that people who aren´t half so crazy about this country wouldn´t even touch. What´s so hot about that?" He didn´t have any answer for them except that he was proud to be able to make his own way and pay for his own beer. How could he tell them that it seemed good just to stand and breathe the free air that came whipping in off the bay? It just seemed sweeter somehow than the air had ever been in the Old Country where he was raised. He didn´t know why. He just knew it was so. Ah, the fellows that hung around here, he didn´t mind what they said. They didn´t mean it, and he knew they´d be the first to argue the other way if they thought that would rile him. It was just all part of the tavern fun. They wouldn´t even bother kidding him if they didn´t like him. Old Lonz knew that. But tonight he was mad. His deep blue eyes turned midnight blue, and his prickly two-day growth of white beard was bristling out of the red in his face. There was a newcomer in the crowd. He looked like a seaman, big and rough but with nervous hands and a cocky way that would have been taken out of him a long time ago if he hadn´t been so big. Old Lonz was mad because the stranger´s laughter was tinged with a sneer and he had remarked, "You´re an old fool!" in such a way that even the other boys had not liked it and had become silent. He gripped his glass so hard that Blackie the bartender leaned toward him and said gently, "Take it easy, Lonz." "I´d like to spit in his eye!" Lonz muttered. "I´d like to spit right in his eye!" He planked his glass down on the counter, sloshing the bit that was left, wiped his hands on his stiff coat and climbed off the stool. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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