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Chapman, Allen [pseud.]

"Or Winning the Ferberton Prize"

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"Maybe you will, if they don't tear it all apart while they're looking
it over," said Herb.
"Aw, forget it," advised Joe. "If I don't get anything out of it but
the experience, I won't think that I've wasted my time."
"Well, that's the spirit, all right," said Herb. "Go to it. But you
ought to have heard the concert I heard last evening while you slaves
were working your heads off."
"Yes, but when I get this outfit of mine working, I'll be able to hear
everything a lot better than you can with the set we've got now," said
Joe. "I've got some good kinks out of a radio magazine that I'm going
to put in mine, and it's going to be a regular humdinger."
"Oh, all right, all right," said Herb, laughing. "That's the very
thing that Jimmy was telling me only this afternoon. He's putting
a lot of sure fire extras on his set, too. I don't think there will
be enough prizes to go around."
"I don't care whether there are or not, so long as I get one," said
Joe, with frank selfishness. "One is all I want."
"That's probably exactly one more than you'll get," grinned Herb.
"But you may astonish us all by working up something really decent.
Funny things like that do happen, sometimes."
"'It's easier to criticize than to create,'" quoted Joe. "Likewise,
'he who laughs last, irritates.' If those two wise old sayings don't
hold you for a while, I'll try to think up a few more for you.


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