Avery wants to go out on the town to ring in 1931 in style. It doesn’t promise to be an especially “Happy” new year. (Prohibition is still in force for gosh sake.)
Montana territory is being terrorized by a gang of thieves, “road agents”…. and Rick having to be on the lookout is cutting into Hipshot’s socializing.
Brenda finally finds her mystery man, and has so many questions. How much can Basil tell her without losing his mojo of keeping the world guessing?
It’s extremely important that as a couple sets course to spend a lifetime together, before the “I Do’s” are said and the rings exchange… the marriage ship of state needs to establish who is going to take charge and pilot the ship. Slim decides he’d better act like the Captain and make a command decision.
I’ve heard that it’s natural that people feel less like stuffing their faces as they get older. Mind you, it hasn’t happened to ME, at least not yet.
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It’s a three-part classics update for the 9th:
Horse’s Neck is ready for battle, and no one can convince him otherwise. Even if he has to go all by himself.
Brenda breaks in on Basil doing some ghoulish experiment, and Basil expressing his love for our Starr is so moving, even the cadaver sits up and takes notice.
It’s crunch time for Sarge and Pert as they turn the screws on Slim to sign his life away on some 30-year mortgage. I wonder what Skeezix will think when he finds out what Sarge has got his only daughter into. (I wonder if Sarge thought this out at all.) Pert is of course, Pert.
Goodnight Henry, goodnight Nate
Goodnight Charlie, goodnight garden
Goodnight Louie, goodnight mice
Goodnight safe, goodnight nice
Goodnight room, goodnight moon.
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Good morning, crew!