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From Bugs to Gus
(WORLD FILM) Their correspondence compiled by James J. Case
Bugs has more to tell you, in his droll, humorous way, of his experiences on the Chicago "Cubs" and with the dainty Percy, whose chief worry was whether or not his tie was becoming. In this series of letters to his friend Gus, Bugs has a great many things to tell, for they happened in rapid succession when the fight for glory in each other's eyes and in the eyes of the girl they were both infatuated with, began. Read this funny collection of letters as it was written by Bugs himself. This, the second of the "Bugs to Gus" stories is complete in itself.
Shecawgo Sept. 2/eth.
Z^REND GUS:
Well old pal I got a new pal now nd it is a dog whitch I wouldent traid or Tie Cobb or a millyun dollers eether.
Yestiddy I stopt on the strete to watch
bum haveing a arguement with a laid y pat was swepeing off her stupe. She i.ad all redy told pe tramp to bete r™;:;.~~7~~: ,
or she would elt him over the ed with her rume but he got resh and sed he •ouldent get a tray till he was ,'iedy. The woman erned a round pd wisteled and hare was sumhing that looked
ke a brown and *"ite streke come aleing out of the ront dore.
It was a bull
og Gus and you vould have dide
laffing to see the way the bum leped down off of the stupe and started runing up the strete to try and get away from him. But he couldent do it. The dog caut a hold of him by the sete of the trowsers and I gess the bum musta felt his tethe for he gaiv a yel and let out a berst of spede that left the sete of his pants behind in the dogs jaws. Jack that is the naim I have gaiv
When I yeled out
for fun Persey hollered that he had been skined — an he had, Gus, all on wun side.
the dog Gus roled ovir and ovir on the grownd with the peace of the bums pants in his tethe whare it had come a way and then he pickt himself up and the reel fun started. Thare was a Eyetalyun orgin grindur comeing a long the strete looking up at the windoes of all the howses for a good plais to plant his music box on its wooden leg and start to grinding out sum toon that was popperlar back a round the time of the Civil War. The orgin grindur was drest raggid like the bum had ben and Jack maid a B line for him. He wasent no bloodhound but a bull dog like I am telling you and so how was he to know that the Eyetalyun and the bum he had grabed a hold of wasent the saim hay Gus.
The orgin grindur let a yel out of