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The Cat Arrives – Sets Type
by Paw

Hi, Gang! Now I know it isn’t good taste to knock your host but you can read – you saw Tropical Disturbance for August – on page 3, where this here broken down Angel fellow invited me down here and he offered bait – swell bait!!!!! A big juicy mouse. So I get down here, mouth all watering, dribbling, that is, meet Angel – or Angle, at the depot and he takes me home and then what? I find he is a prevaricator! The mouse ain’t in his print shop. I think it’s a plot. He got me down here under false pretenses. Folks just don’t get evicted nowdays. Angle claims he up and moved. Maybe there wasn’t any mouse! I’m a great mind to wire Percifal Hevvins for the true facts. Anyhow, I don’t trust my shadow after all I’ve put up with. I’m setting this type me self. In fact I’m going to stick around and watch Angie run it off on his 5×8, then mail them to Kay. I don’t trust these Fla. Ajers! Not after this mouse deal!

Mailer Kay up and resigned while I set type on page 1. Paxton is being sued on account of one of Perk Hevvins little jokes. Seems as tho a slug was snafued. Percy also comes forward with a dad, 14 brothers, 1 sister and 3 nephews. I’ll bet Ernie Pittaro is surprised! G. Broken is outer inks. “Xmas greetings in one color” “A black Xmas, indeed,” moans the color champ. The November bundle arrived. Things happen in AAPA.

Well I like it here under the palms. Nothing to do. No mice. No nothing. I’m staying a while. Take a wire:

BZQ199 W 31 via SU & NU HIALEAH FLO 6 DEAR ALF WHATS FREEZING BUB SEE U ALL IN MARCH FULL STOP SHIP A CRATE OF JOISEY MOUSES TO TIDE ME OVER STOP 73 & 88 YOUR LOVING CAT (no sig)

I’m digging in for a hard coal-less winter.

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Kitchen Korner Komments
by Vera H. Angle

You snooty Jersey feline with a knot in your tail,
You dare say “Liar”, why you back fence nightingale
You don’t even know a mouse you pampered Ajay snob,
We’ve about decided here you’re nothing but a fraud.

For right in the closet underneath the shelf
Lived not one – but nine mice just waiting for yourself,
I caught them in my little trap nine fat, big, juicy ones,
You’re the one who is a “Liar” – you would be paragon.

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Zephyr is co-published by G. Brock, Vera H., and Stuart Brock Angle, Hialeah, Florida
December 25, 1946

Merry Christmas

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