Pulp Fiction, 1948 · page 66 of 132
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62 Se FRANK BELKNAP LONG, JR. ~ Men on the other ships were crying and waving to us, but we didn’t stop to. hand in any reports. We weren’t thinking of anything but a huge monstrosity that we would see towering and towering into the sky as long as our brains hung together in our foolish little heads. : é. Was Item in the Long Island Gazette { The body of a young man, about 25 years old, was found this morning on a deserted beach near Northport. The body was horribly emaciated and the 4 coroner, Mr. E. Thomas Bogart, discovered three small wounds on the young man’s thigh. The edges of the wounds were stained as though from gun- powder. The: body scarcely weighed one hundred pounds. It is thought that the youth was the victim of foul play and inquiries are being made in the vicinity. Ses 9. The Box of Horror [Statement of Harry Olson] I hadn’t had a thing to eat for three days, and I was driven to the cans. Sometimes you find something valuable in the cans and sometimes you don’t; but anyhow, I was working ’em systematically. I had gone up the street and down the street, and hadn’t found a thing for my pains except an old pair of suspenders and a tin of salmon. But when I came to the last house I’ stopped and stared. Then I stretched out a lean arm and picked up the box. It was a funny-looking box, with queer glass sides and little peek-holes in the side of it, and a metal compartment about three inches square in back © of it, and a slide underneath large enough to hold a man’s hand. I looked up at the windows of the house, but there wasn’t anyone watch- 4 ing me, and so I slipped the box under my coat and made off down the street. p “It's something expensive, you can bet your life on that,” I thought. “Prob- ably some old doctor’s croaked and his widow threw the thing away without Q consulting anyone. This is a real scientific affair, this is, and I ought to get . a week’s board out of it.” I wanted to examine the thing better and so I’ made for a vacant lot where I wouldn’t be interrupted. Once there I sat myself down behind a signboard and took the contraption from under my coat and looked at it. Well, sir, it interested me. There was a little lever on top of it you pressed and the slide fell’down and something clicked in the metal box in ‘back of it, and the thing lighted up. sant 3 as I realized at once that something was meant to go on the slide. I didn't.ee Oe OF 5 SS aR So Sane oe eR eae wy bie re Bsa sie eteme see GC ON, ebooks:com Sapte ee H * a ‘ i a oe