WmHTBY F'REE PRESS, WEDNESDAY. AUGUST 3,18,PG Lucas Letterpress stands by the bar in the Lone Star Saloon, singing a ribald tune, humming to himself. He is happy -- somewhat besotten happy, since the six beers he has consumed in the past hour have contributed greatly to his present state of mind. Nevertheless, happy is happy. "Hit me again," Lucas says to Art, the bartender. At four foot ten Lucas has to stand on the foot rail in order to lean on the bar, a trick he has practised to perfection. "What'de ya think?" Art replies, sliding the beer down the bar, professional-like. Art commences to polish glasses. "Them?" Lucas says, jerking his thumb behind him. He is indicating the round table in the corner where three men sit at a round table designed for card playing. Art nods. "One of them'll shoot hisself in the foot before the night is out," Lucas says, giggling into his beer. If Lucas could be considered to have a weakness, then beer would be it. Always, after six pints, Lucas has a tendency tà giggle. It robs his statements of a certain decorum. At the card table, the three men watch Lucas very, very carefully. The three are, clockwise from right: Mayor Johnny Cannuck, mayor of Beaver, Ont. by a huge majority in the last election; Razor Strop, a former mayor who would like the job again; and Bent Broadaxe, leader of the demi-sociocrats. All three are watching Lucas, because Lucas is owner and editor of The Flat Tail, the only newspaper published in Beaver, Ont. for Beaver, Ont. "Why don't you play cards?" Lucas finally says to the three. And then, the statement strikes him as ludicrous and he laughs aloud into his beer mug, an action that has the effect of blowing beer foam back into his face. "Razor Strop's hid the cards," squeaks Bent Broadaxe. "Took them up to the senior citizens' home and refuses to release them until the next election." WITH OUR FEET UP by Bill Swan According to poles "Which is when?" Lucas asks, addressing Mayor Johnny Cannuck, the present mayor and the one man with a chin larger than his majority in the last election. "Well, tradition would place the election sometime after the next full moon before the Fall Fair." "Thank you, Dick Tracy." "I got that from my wrist radio. But seriously, faced with the dilemma we have, I'm considering more drastic action." He winks at Lucas and points casually to the six-gun strapped to his right thigh. "You'd use that?" Lucas asks, the words tumbling out a bit more muddled than he would like. "If I have to." Razor Strop jabs a pointy finger at the middle of the table. "Then you'll like have to use whatever that is," he says. "You ain't getting that free trade poker deck back until I've had a chance to tear them up." Strop has been in the Lone Star since lunch -- it is now 7 p.m. -- and his voice is slightly more befuddled than that of Lucas. He hiccups for emphasis. "Have you been drinking?" Lucas asks. He tries to keep a straight face, but his voice rises on the last three syllables and he finally has to bury his nose in his beer mug, where it absorbs more foam. Razor Strop is the only one in the room oblivious to Lucas' giggles. "I don't deny I like a party," he says. "But I never let it interfere with my job." A newcomer slips between the bat-wing doors of the saloon, then walks business-like to Mayor Johnny's side. "What'da the poles say?" asks Johnny Cannuck. The poles are a town tradition to predict elections. Three cedar poles are buried deep in a sand pit, with fifty or more feet sticking straight up. * A skunk is tossed by the tail onto the poles, where it climbs to the right, to the left, to the middle, finally arriving at the top of one of the poles, which represents one of the mayoral candidates. To make the forecast official, the skunk must let fly from on high, so to speak. "What'da the poles say," Mayor Johnny repeats. "Testy little fellow, this one. Won't climb to the top of any of the three poles. Right now he's stuck on you, yer Mayor. He's at thirty-six feet and doesn't seem to want to go higher." "Stuck?" "Won't budge." Mayor Johnny flicks his eyes across the table. Broadaxe recoils in horror; Razor Strop stares straight ahead with unfocused eyes. Mayor Johnny rises slowly. "This'1l be it," he says, flicking his blue blazer away from the six-gun at his side. "You mean. . . " With one motion Mayor Johnny tips the round table on its edge, tossing it to one side. "Now's the time to make your move," he says, taunting both Strop and Broadaxe. "Slap leather." . It is a moment frozen in time; a moment which all but Razor Strop and Lucas Letterpress will long remember. We would like to tel] you what happened next. But editors place length limits on these sort of things, and we just don't have room. Sorry about that. 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Offices ransacked Offices were ransacked, but nothing was stolen, from Don Butts Auto Sales at 401 Dundas St. E., Whitby, on the weekend. Entry was gained by breaking a rear window of the dealership. Jamie is as yet uncertain about a future career in country music. However he will be entering more competitions. The duo will perform together for a benefit for the Ajax Hospital on Oct. 2. Lee Ann and the (Allison) Family Circle Band performed at the Home Show in April, three nights in the Bobby Orr lounge. She only recently received a recording contract fron a Brantford studio, Solid State, to produce a record for Shotgun Records. She recorded a single last November in Oshawa at Ambassador Records. The song "You're Just A Memory" was played on radio for the first time in April at a Welland radio station, and has since been played on several popular country music stations. 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