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By Jack Joseph Smith
As it turned out, it would be another hour before
the ship began to slip out of dock to make it's
voyage to Hawaii. By this time his jaws would be
like clamps; and already through his body passed
an energy equal it seemed to the pistons of the
machine run ship.
Above the shouting of street business eyes with
the hell raising glaze of no tomorrow; middle-aged
men and women passed by Animal and Jaqueline. They
walked around them, and down along the deck passage-
way wearing buttons. Some of a political nature, but
mostly it seemed displaying their own characters out
of caricatures from cartoons. The rowdy rout below
received grumblings of disapproval; but Jaqueline
cared not and Animal was on top of it enjoying a
unmistakeable identity from the beginning of this
new epsode.
"Who are these people acting like movie stars,
who obviously are not?"
"After all Henry; this is the Corona Lines, not
a Manzanillo tramp steamer!"
"Such sophistication!" Jaqueline nudged Animal
to his leaping one sided mouth to ear grin. He
began to laugh loudly sweeping his hand up over
head indicating a speech. "Everyone will be taking