NEWSREEL LII 7 страница

POSSE CLOSING IN ON AIRMAIL BANDITS

Down beside the summer sea
Along Miami Shore
Some one waits alone for me
Along Miami Shore

SINCE THIS TIME YESTERDAY NEARLY TWO THOUSAND MEN
HAVE CHANGED TO CHESTERFIELDS

PEACHES FLED WITH FEW CLOTHES

Saw a rosebud in a store
So I'm goin' where there's more
Good-bye blues

the three whites he has with him appear to be of primitive
Nordic stock. Physically they are splendid creatures. They
have fine flaxen hair, blue-green eyes and white skins. The
males are covered with a downlike hair

Let me lay me down to sleep in Carolina
With a peaceful pillow 'neath my weary head
For a rolling stone like me there's nothing finer
Oh Lordy what a thrill
To hear that whip-poor-will
In Carolina

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THE CAMERA EYE (48)

westbound to Havana Puerto-MexicoGalveston out
of Santander (the glassy estuary the feeling of hills hem-
ming the moist night an occasional star drips chilly out of
the rainy sky a row of lights spills off the muffled shore)
the twinscrews rumble

at last westbound away from pension spinsters tasty
about watercolors the old men with crocodile eyes hiding
their bloody claws under neat lisle gloves the landscapes
corroded with literature westbound

for an old man he is old
for an old man he is grey
but a young man's heart is full of love
get away old man get away

at the dinnertable westbound in the broadlit saloon
the amplybosom'ed broadbeamed la bella cubana in a yel-
low lowcut dress archly with the sharp rosy nail of her
littlest finger points
the curlyhaired young bucks from Bilbao (louder and
funnier) in such tightwaisted icecreamcolored suits silk
shirts striped ties (westbound to Havana for the sugar-
boom) the rich one has a diamond ring tooshiny eyes
look the way her little finger jabs

but a young man's heart is full of love

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she whispers He came out of her cabin when I
was on the way to the bath Why was she giggling in
number sixtysix? the rich one from Bilbao orders cham-
pagne
to echo the corks that pop in an artillery salute from
the long table where the Mexican general tall solemnfaced
with a black mustache and five tall solemnfaced bluejowled
sons a fat majordomo and a sprinkling of blank henshaped
ladies who rustle out hurriedly in black silk with their
handkerchiefs to their mouths as soon as we round the cape
where the lighthouse is
westbound (out of old into new inordinate new uncle-
ciphered new) southerly summertime crossing (towards
events) the roar in the ears the deep blue heaving the sun
hot on the back of your hand the feel of wet salt on the
handrails the smell of brasspolish and highpressure steam
the multitudinous flickering dazzle of light
and every noon we overeat hors d'œuvres drink too
much wine while gigglingly with rolling eyes la bella to
indicate who slept with who sharply jabs with littlest pin-
sharpened finger

la juerga

alas the young buck from Bilbao the one with the dia-
mond ring suffers amidships (westbound the ancient furies
follow in our wake) a kick from Venus's dangerous toe
retires to bed we take our coffee in his cabin instead of
the fumoir the ladies interest themselves in his plight

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two gallegos loosemouthed frognecked itinerant are
invited up from the steerage to sing to the guitar ( Vichy
water and deep song argyrol rhymes with rusiñol)

si quieres qu'el carro cante
mójele y déjele en rio
que después de buen moja'o
canta com' un silbi'o

and funny stories a thousand and one Havana nights
the dance of the millions the fair cubanas a ellas les
gustan los negros

but stepping out on deck to get a breath of briny
afternoon there's more to be seen than that rusty freighter
wallowing in indigo el rubio the buck from Bilbao
who has no diamond ring beset with yelling cubans la
bella leads with heaving breast a small man with grey side-
burns is pushed out at el rubio they shove at him from
behind

escándalo

alternately the contestants argue with their friends
who hold them back break loose fly at each other
with threshing arms are recaptured pulled apart
shipsofficers intervene.
pale and trembling the champions are led away
he of the sideburns to the ladies' drawingroom el rubio
aft to the fumoir

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there we masticate the insults what was it all
about? no señor no el rubio grabs a sheet of the note-
paper of the Compagnie Générale Transatlantique but
fingers refuse to hold the pen while he twined them
in his long curly hair an unauthorized observer who had
become involved in the broil misspelled glibly to his dic-
tation

a challenge

and carried it frozenfaced to the parties in the ladies'
drawingroom coño

then we walk el rubio back and forth across the pal-
pitating stern discuss rapiers pistols fencingpractice

now only the westbound observer appears at meals
el. rubio mopes at the end of the bunk of his beclapped
friend and prepares for doom the ship's agog with
dueltalk until mon commandant a redfaced Breton visits
all parties and explains that this kind of nonsense is ex-
pressly forbidden in the regulations of the Compagnie
Générale Transatlantique and that the musical gallegos
must go back to the steerage from whence they sprang
despair

enter with martial tread mi general expert he says in
affairs of honor un militar coño vamos may he try
to conciliate the parties

all to the fumoir where already four champagnebot-
tles are ranked cozily iced in their whitemetal pails
coño, sandwiches are served mi general clears up the

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misunderstanding something about los negros and las
cubanas overheard in the cabin of the bucks from Bilbao
by listening vamos down the ventilator many
things were that better were unsaid but in any case honor
insulated by the ventilator was intact gingerly the
champions take each others hands coño palmas som-
breros música mi general is awarded the ear

in the steerage the gallegos sing and strum

el rubio at the bar confides to me that it was from
la bella of the pink jabbing finger and the dainty ear at
ventilators that he with the diamond ring received the
and that he himself has fears coño una puta in-
decente
arrival in Havana an opulentlydressed husband in
a panamahat receives la bella the young bucks from
Bilbao go to the Sevilla-Biltmore and I
dance of the millions or not lackofmoney has raised
its customary head inevitable as visas
in the whirl of sugarboom prices in the Augustblister-
ing sun yours truly tours the town and the sugary nights
with twenty smackers fifteen eightfifty dwindling in the
jeans in search of lucrative

and how to get to Mexico

or anywhere

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