Delaware Valley College - Cornucopia Yearbook (Doylestown, PA)

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THE GLEANER 11 on der watch from you, und you can find them easy then Vait voncef' Statman and his inventions again! Just like him, I thought. Presently Groman returned and I asked him if he was successful. Yes, said he, Dey vill vatch for you. But you must take dot odder train. Mine is all ga-smashed. Der boiler is busted und der smoke stack, I can't find him, und maybe two or three veels iss missing. So long, old boy und ven you come around again, just stop in und see der family. I bid him good-bye and left for the Windy City. While on the train I mused how strange it was that if some people will form a goal, they will strive for it no matter how laborsome the road to success is. Now there is a boy who knew only tractors and Hazel and he kept them in mind until he got them both. I don't doubt that but by this time he has Hazel- nuts from machinery. A night and a day on the train brought me to the City of the Sand Bags. The place had not changed much since I left it for school. I was walking about looking at old familiar silghts when some one bumped into me. Ugh, I said I beg your pardon sir, can't you see where you are going? Get out of my way with your cur. Can't a gentle- man walk into his oflice without bumping into every dirty beggar on the --Ye gods! Its Touff. Of all things !. Greenwald! Yes it was Greenwald, and to find you in the city when any one would think to iind you on a ranch! How come? Oh, those were only boyhood days. But I haven't left the butcher business. Gaze at that sign above my door- 'Swift Greenwald 85 Co? How's that! 'Swift Greenwald. At school you were 'fast, now your 'swift' VVhere do you live? On the skirts of the town. Got a nice cozy bunga- low for two - -. 1 Wait a minute. You say yo ulive on the skirts of the town and got a bungalow for two. I don't under- stand. So vouire doing good. Thats line. Say: who is this humpack along? He looks familiar. Homer! Get off that beggar! Just a minute old man, how much do you sell your shoe laces for?'i

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10 THE GLEANER tobacco can into it. Some of Berts work, no doubt! or perhaps he was making love tothe cow girls in the stanchions. Sid! I wondered what he was, doing. Is he still running for president of the Amalgamated Pickle Union or is he trying to sell some poor persons moleskin coat to the Intercollegiate Skiho Club of Brazil? It did not take me long to act according to my deci- sion. I was soon on my way to the railroad' station with Homer, my dog at my heels, to, findif-I could, my old friends. I advanced the ticket office and asked for two tickets to Chciago. The clerk looked at me as if I were an escaped Napo- lean and asked what they were for. I told him for myself and my dog. We had been con- stantly together and were not going to part now. He laughed again and exclaimed, Hot dogs! I told him if he didn't mind his own business there would be a mad dog after a dog gone fool. He didn't have much more to say. I purchased the tickets and boarded th etrain. It felt good to sit in a train again. But I sat in the train two hours and! it did not go. I got out to seek the reason. Up in front, stretched under the engine was the greasy engineer, cussing in German at the engine. That cussing sounded familiar. I went up to the venerable sir and inquired of the trouble. Ach Himmel said he, Dot crank case cracked under der piston, she don't voik. ' Those words and that face were enough. Dutch, I cried. Good old Dutch, and still with your machinery! Well. wellii' Touff! Philosipher! Ver in der name from I-Iimmel did you come from? Groman! what are you doing. I-low is Hazel and how manv children have you? Touff! Now who'd a tinked it! How are you? Vot are vou doing? Have vou heard of any of the other fellows, Gro- mari? all living and making good? Where is Zinn, Slim, Moishe, Vait vonce! cried he, I vill fix you un. Petty soon ve vill be in touch mit all der class mates. Statman, der famous paint splasher und inventor invented der famous 'no vire talking machine 'vot can be used onlv hv der twenty von class men and der P. Go's Pretfv soon I vill call all der classmates up, und I vill tell dem to be

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12 THE GLEANER T-t-t-ten c-c-ents ad-dozen. Enough in a d-d-d-dozen t-t-to hang yourself. I I bought two dozen and with a second look I was convinced our beggar friend was Daniels.. So, Danny, you got your 'hunch' after all. Good for you. How's the boy? I-I-Pm g-g-getting along al-r-r-right. B-b-bisiness is g-g-great- I-I-I recently h-had a contract t-t-to de- liver al th-th-th- ' Spit it ou old boy. -the hairpins I can get to the follies. I do all their business in that linef' Say Danny, let me be your partner? Nothing doing Greenwald. I said, You'd butcher his buisenss in no time. You stay to the meat business. By the way, Charlie, is there any place about where I can get a bite? I haven't eaten since last night and now it is 10.45. Pm as hungry as a bear. You leave it to Charlie, he said, I'll take you to one of the finest cabarets in town, and owned by a classmate of ours. I couldn't recollect any of the old gang wanting to be a restaurant owner, and I told him so. But he answered, You can't, eh? Well you didn't get the hint. Didn't get the scent that's all. He is chief cook too. And that menu of ' his! chocolate dumplings eight times a day for a little more than the asking. You get 'em hot. And what wonderful bread he makes. He is the best loafer in town. Note the notes. That is another classmate playing a horn in front of the restaurant to draw the crowds- I certainly did enjoy that day in Chicago. But more than that, that 11.00 a. m. dinner was great. Morris Kraus was the owner of the restaurant. Swerdlow and Sam Cooper played to draw crowds and during the rush hour Sam-Sam, the wonderful Russian acrobat left his horn and came into perform his famous Rushin' tricks. Sometimes Swerdlow would help him bv wrest- ling with a piece of steak. That certainly was a wonder- fullv organized cabaret. Moish was the owner, did the managing. baking and cooking besides washing the dishes when Swerdlow's wife was sick. Swerdlow and Gam-Ram supplied the entertainment. and Sam-Sam tasted the milk once a month to see that too much dirt shouldn't be in it. The poultry was supplied from the great organization Itzy, Krauss SQ Getzel Taube Poultry