Outing . He got in wrong. Why, that whole regionis jammed with hotels, and the hotelswith people who wouldnt know a de-cent stomach when they saw one. Andtheir hair—why it comes from Paris, orRoumania, or Kashgar—or some de Leon was goldbricked when hestruck that coast. Now, you and I—well get a canoe and paddle around theGulf and find it. Now I had never seen Hen ten min-utes before. And I had never seen acanoe in my life. Curious but with me had been divided betweenthe dry Western country and the bigcities, and a canoe had just never fallenunder my eye. And I had never,
Outing . He got in wrong. Why, that whole regionis jammed with hotels, and the hotelswith people who wouldnt know a de-cent stomach when they saw one. Andtheir hair—why it comes from Paris, orRoumania, or Kashgar—or some de Leon was goldbricked when hestruck that coast. Now, you and I—well get a canoe and paddle around theGulf and find it. Now I had never seen Hen ten min-utes before. And I had never seen acanoe in my life. Curious but with me had been divided betweenthe dry Western country and the bigcities, and a canoe had just never fallenunder my eye. And I had never, sincegrammar school, thought of the Gulf ofMexico. But I eyed that map a minute—and then the weather outside. ThenI answered carefully: Old boy, Im with you. I dont seeany obstructions in the Gulf except Flor-ida and a few islands, and I suppose ifa fellow paddles his canoe quite a waysoffshore he wont run into em. Hen looked at me with more ap-proval. You go telegraph East for a [27] 28 OUTING. A BARATARIA MOSS PICKER IN THE DEEP SWAMP canoe and have it shipped to New Or-leans. I got the rest of the stuff—gunsand big fish-rods and tackle and a seven-by-seven silk tent, and duffle bags,and Piffle sacks I concluded. All right. When can you start? He was looking at his watch. Wecan catch that train on the LakeFront. You arrange for a taxi. Illgrab my stuff and get an expressman. We arose and clattered back ourchairs. Then Hen stopped: Beg pardon—what did Smith sayyour name was? Then we both laughed—the first sim-ple and heart-whole laugh we had hadsince the ready-made mince-pie seasonopened. One really ought to know,old man, if one is going off to—to—to Find the Fountain of Youth? Andmore hair? And a stomach? Old top,youre right! Then we laughed again. The secondsince the musical comedy season was were taking chances. One doeswhen one agrees—ten minutes after meeting a man—to go roll ina blanket with him. And eatturtle eggs with him. Andfight Bar
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