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"Hurrying home, I believe that," Buck said, firmly, "but I've got too many enemies to believe anybody wants me to run for Congress."

Lota pushed him in the chest.

"Kill-joy," She turned away, swaggered across the drawing room, and stood by the door with one hand on her hip. "Well, I'll go to Washington without you and I'll eat nothing but fried chicken and champagne."

Buck steered her out of the door into the narrow passageway and closed the door behind him. 

"You'll go to Aven," he said, "and eat nothing but sowbelly and collards."

(clipping from the May 4, 1943 St. Louis Star & Times)