guest.âââDonât tell me you was gonna drag your bones all the way to Vienna on foot, you fruitcake?!âââIf push came to shove, I mightâve hailed a hansom.âââThere you are, so you see, it comes down to the same.âââIn that case, Iâll contribute what the hansom wouldâve costâ.âââWill ya get a load oâ that, the guy rides in a rubber-tired coach and wants to pay the price of a hansom, well Iâll be damnedâ.âââAlright, so how much do I owe?!âââTen Crowns, thatâs pennies.ââI did not feel that it was pennies, but I inquired: âWhy ten Crowns, if I may ask?!âââSo what if we already drove around a little in Hietzing on such a lovely evening before picking you up, you tightwad, wouldyou grudge us the pleasure!?ââI replied that I would gladly grant them that.âââSo, you see, youâre a gentleman, after all, youâre our good Peter, ainât yaâ.â So their good Peter shelled out the ten Crowns. âWhat about us, donât we deserve a little something?!â said the two sweet things. âAinât our company worth something to ya, or are we just appetizers before the main course, for Chrissakeâ?â I gave each of them another Crown. âPeter, Peter, we always took ya for a true poet, a better sort, an idealistically inclined kind oâ guy; donât tell me we was wrongâ.â I called for the coach to stop, got out. âYou ainât sore, are you, Peter?!âââNo. Why should I be sore?!â ââSo didnât you find the ride amusing?!âââVery,â I replied. That very night I wrote Hans Schliessmann a card: âConcerning your correction of a prior conjecture concerning the demise of the âgolden Viennese heart,â I bid you hold off on that correction until next Friday when Dostal of the 26ers once again concertizes at the Park Hotel, Hietzing. More to follow straight from the horseâs mouthâ.â
The next day I ran into one of the sweet young things. âPeter, lucky I should run into you. Right after you got out yesterday, I got to climb up onto the coach box and drive the rig, and Mr. coachman, he climbed in with Mitzl in the passenger compartment and pulled the shades. And then he went and gave us your ten Crowns. Thereâs a proper gentleman, let that be a lesson to you!â I hastened to write to Hans Schliessmann: âYour first inclination was correct. The âgolden Viennese heartâ is still alive and well.â
In a Viennese Puff *
âSay,â said the sweet, cuddly one to me, âthat guy over there ainât normal; he lives on a sandy island in the Danube, runs around half-naked, will ya get a load of him, heâs brown all over from the sun. He only comes here to sneer at us! At you too, Peter, you too. Whatâs the use of all your pretty poetry?â
The fellah over there really did look like life itself. Or like an African traveler. His hide tanned tough by light and air, tanned I tell you.
His friends at his table had all âfallen in love,â technically speaking.
So now they all nudged him to likewise finally âfall in love.â
âYou want me to go weak?â the brown one replied to the pale faces. And everyone laughed.
âSome strength you got in you if you ainât got none to spend!?â said sweet Anna.
âLet âim beâ,â said Hansi, âeverybody knows what heâs gotta do. Even the sun probably donât do him no good no moreâ.â
âDo you despise me too?â said the tanned man, turning to one of the girls who was reading a dime novel, totally immersed in it.
âWhy should I despise you? I donât even know you.â
âHow did you get started in this kind of life?â said the natural man
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