Sabrina in 'Span' #33

There's no doubt about it, fellers, this girl just doesn't have to talk. So much about her speaks volumes and every chapter of every volume is worth your individual attention.

Sabrina isn't quite the girl we'd like to live next door to -- we'd never know where to look. But oh boy, if we're diffident about it, think of the millions willing to shout how much they'd like to have Sabrina on the other side of their fence.

There's Uncle Joe, for instance. He's 83 if he's a day, but he's typical of all those millions. Thinks Sabrina is the only girl since Mata Hari -- how the heck did she creep in? -- who looks more like a woman than Venus herself.

Last time we saw him he was looking at Sabrina on the telly through a pair of old army field-glasses.

"Yup," he said finally, "that proves it. There's one woman they can't keep down and that's her -- Sabrina. Darn it, I'm gone on that gal."

And with that the silly old coot plunges right through the television screen. Cost Aunt Hattie a packet to have it repaired -- and she never found out what happened to Joe. She went off to Australia, but she never found him there, either.

But it wasn't Sabrina's fault. Sabrina is only ever herself.

Editorial: I don't know what drugs this author was on, but I wish I had some!