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Art Kassel leaned back in his spa- was in Chicago, my old home town, "Y
cious armchair, and, reflectively 1 that I first felt the rings of an instru- "W
stroking the two microphones he al- ment -my good old clarinet, yow- you'd
ways carries on his watch chain, said sah; no, I mean just 'my good old ways
"It was all on account of a clarinet. clarinet'- apologies to Ben and Blue than
You see, I learned to play one years Ribbon." to bu
before saxophones became so popular, "I suppose your melodies swept the the b
and after a clarinet, saxophones were city." "O
pipes" "Not - t you h
"Where did you first play," I asked wept the there.
him e streets - an omen of my future, you "WE
"Well it all started when I was but see. First the streets, and then the when
a boy; a poor but honest lad -" waves of the radio." of rev
"From rags to riches, or cabin to "And then?" I queried breathlessly. "R(
Kassel?" I suggested. He sat silently for a moment, and thatI
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iusly prone to be silent on whatN ow
have happened "Over There." (EDITOR'S NOTE: To make writing "the bread-and-butter-letter" just a
es," he said, "then came the little easier for the many beautiful debutantes and others who came from afar
And I played all over France." for this gala ccasion. the J-Hop Extra Staff of The Daily has gone to great pains
ou what?" I cried. to prepare this little helper.)
hy yes," he smiled, "I thought (Check one or none) (Check one or Oh, Well!.)
know I was in a band. I al- Dearest Tom
was better with saxophones Honey Dick
sixguns, and I prefer bassoons Hot Shot Barry
llets, and someone had to cheer My Dear B.M.O.C. Phineas
oys up." Dear (you beast) Wilbur
course," I agreed. "I suppose I had a wonderful It was nice to
ad some pretty close shaves over hangover. "Go Dancin' With Areson."
at that?" cleaner's bill. see. again.
ell, no. The worst so far was time with . . . feel our ulse
Jimmy Doolittle an_ I ran out (your roommate, *drink in the .....
volutions do,. -.i: Louisiana." the chaperon, fraternity house.
evolutions, why, were you in on "Uncle Joe.") *(for dean's convenience)
Baton Rouge affair, Art?" I adored It was all so
h no, our motor stopped turn- the Pretzel Bell.
over, and Jimmy and I were the Parrot. - Adv. wonderful.
d down in a swamp. It was quite your . . . tiresome. (speaking frankly)
e out, in fact, so far that we had (house party, divine.
op nearly all our load along the dance. brawl, ducky.
and there were nearly 60,000 cocktails.) exhausting.
s of that theme song I wrote for And now I feel like Well, here's
entury of Progress in the plane. you looked. to you.
s too bad, too; they never did Hell! mud in your eye.
hat plane out again." another Tom Collins. how.
ow sad," I agreed. "Say, Art, Love and kisses, Becky.
what is the best sale you've adeises, Sugar Plum.
had on one of your own pieces?" Adeline.
h, about 60,000, I guess." Forever yours, Toots.
ring the entire time I was in the Yours truly, Amy.
with him, his hands were con- Sincerely yours, Sour Puss.
ly hovering over his gargantuan
h charms, two highly polished
'phones. Art's career has been me in a melancholy tone of a pet trout follow me around the room - even
'sely tied up with the radio, that he used to have. Having caught it take walks with me. But -" he let
n't bear even a momentary sep- one summer, he kept it in an over- out a little sob.
on from the objects of his suc- sized goldfish bowl, and taught it to "Well, one day that trout, Oswald
take food from his hand. I used to call him, and he slept in
always has had a penchant for "You know," said Art, "that trout the bass horn, one day little Oswald
ng things around him. He told finally got so it couldn't be away, slipped through a hole in a bridge -
from me. After a while, it used to, and -- he drowned.

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