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Tattered Tales from Ebel Alley™
Featured in February 2006 Doll Crafter & Costuming page 19
Huckzter
The Trixzter
If you go on down the alley, past the Pool Palace, hang a left at the Boarding House, around the corner, and then make a right at the Cannery until you come to the water stream, then on the other side, beyond the bushes you can find Huckster laying in the sun or swimming at the swimming hole. He’s a simple boy, full of vinegar and as lazy as they make them and always getting in trouble. He likes to play tricks on the residers of Ebel Alley and is always begging for treats. You will know him when you see him because he’s the one with the big black eye. In fact, he always has a black eye because Huckster has a way to get on some ones back quite often. That darn kid gets in trouble by just smiling.
Early one Friday he came into town late at night. He’s in a big hurry so he hitched a ride with Tz’ Super Duper Fast Cab Service. Seems the mayor wanted him to paint the new sign the fixer had just put up at the far end of Ebel Alley. Huckster was to get paid with as much sweets as he could carry from Sweet em’s Emporium. There was only one stipulation, he had to be all done before the end of the day because Sweet em’s Emporium closed early that Wednesday. Huckster wasn’t one to do things in a hurry, if at all. He slapped on one, then two, then three brushes full of paint on the new sign. But as things would go, Huckster got more paint on himself and on the ground than on the sign. He hoped that somebody would come by and he could get them to do the work. He would pretend like he was having lots of fun. But nobody came by for a long time. So Huckster took a rest, like usual. I don’t know how he does it but he’s able to sleep with one eye open. Well, as the story goes, Schlikz the gambler comes along and it’s getting about dark. He startled Huckster and the ole paint bucket went a flying. Paint flew all over Schlikz new duds. I hear tell that Schlikz made a turn around and hauled off and blackened Huckster’s eye.
The morel of the story is don’t tip over a bucket of paint until you get your sweets unless your a very fast runner.
