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By Jack Joseph Smith
their buttons off." He then made the pantomine
of removing a button from a lapel that wasn't
on his tee-shirt, and tossing it out to
the short space of sea between he with Jaque-
line and the crowd; "I support nothing," he
mimicked grandly of himself.
"Do you want me to dive into the oilsalt,
and bring it up in my pearly teeth?" bellowed
Jiven Joe in an affected theatrical tone; as
he moved through the gang toward the bottom
edge of the gang plank.
"No," shouted Animal above the increasing
bangs of the pumps; and now coming high churn
of the engines, "no, you clown, no!"
"My fearful friend; do you really think I
am such a fool?" replied Joe; more in an in-
tonation to himself; as simultaneously Jaque-
line viewed Animal's face formed in an un-
characteristic frown, but let her mind flow
away into the dream she expected during these
moments before departure.
The dream was soft with spring. The image
being kind and sweet to a past, or future; of
a now modern Hawaii. Colorful birds; and white
ones too; danced their tracks down the perfect