Arthur Groom (1904 - 1953), self-portrait, 1930s, courtesy of National Library of Australia.http://adbonline.anu.edu.au/biogs/A090123b.htm

BUFFALO BUBBLES
WEEEEEEK !
As the man in the huge hat, the brightly coloured tie and bright yellow shoes held up a large cigar in his right hand, Squeek pulled up with a shriek of brakes and headed for the pavement.
" Hello ! he said. "Howya, Bud ?The passenger grinned. "So you speak American, huh ?" he said. "Waa! I'm glad to meet you. The name is Ted and fellows call me Texas Ted. "
"Why ?" asked little Squeeker.
"Because little lady," answered the American with the big cigar, "I come from Texas. That's a part of the United States of America. Say buddy." he looked at Bubble. "Can you drive a guy over there ?"
The Jolly taxi-man threw away the tiny end of a cigarette as he accepted a cigar from the American. "Sure," he cried. "Where is the passenger ?"
"He's right here," laughed Texas Ted. " Yep ! It's me. Drive me to the Horseshoe Ranch, Cactus City Texas." And he hopped into the cab as perky as could be.
"Do you know the way Squeek ?" whispered Bubble.
"I know the way to a ship, Bubble," came the reply, "and we can ask when we get to New York. Hooray ! I've always wanted to go to America. Honk away, Herbert, we're off on a long run. Yes, and you can start ticking up the dollars, Monty, because we will need plenty when we get across the Atlantic Ocean." And Squeek dashed away for the seaside and a ship, singing : "Yankee Doodle !" at the top of his voice.
"Brrrrm ! Brrrrrrm !"

"Alright, Alright ! " snapped the cab. "I'm coming."
"Come on then !" drawled the steamer and, reaching down with a crane lifted the cab and his passengers on to her deck. "There ! Now you'll be alright. Off we go. First stop New York City.
Brrrrrm ! Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrmmmmmmmmmmmm !"
The rest of this story, as it is rather on the long side what with the pictures being so beautiful. You will find the complete story and a little about the Bubble and Squeek annual which was printed way over fifty years ago.
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