Mission to Kala

the matter further.
drink up and let me give you another. Do you want to
e getting into Heaven?'
delivered this little speech in so grotesque a fahion that
lternative but to doas he requested ; as a resuit I was
drunk myself, but slowly, and with dignity. The
saw more clearly as the evening wore on, was a real
e thrummed away at his instrument indefatigably,
his tsm@ every so ooften with effortless ease, and
out the singers. When he sang himself, each song slid
tibly into the next. The dancing went on too, its
rhythm marked by hand-clapping like short practice
machine-gun fire. Duckfoot Jahnnie sat beside me
n with his gossip regardless. I looked about far
couldn't see him any longer.
Johnny, aware of my embarrassment, said:
wondering what's become of your cousin, aren't you?
I
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