The Key West Citizen Newspaper, October 24, 1939, Page 4

PAGE FOUR [After A Man’s Heart | by JEAN RANDALL YESTERDAY: Atkins, the dis- honest foreman who rented Tim the Carroll’s ranch for Septem- ber, has rented it again for Oc- tober. The new arrivals are Mr. and Mrs. Hunt, and daughter Maudie May, whose appetite knows no bounds. Chapter Eight The Siege ‘ LONE in the dining room, Tim and Buff were joined by Mrs. Webb. “Should I take her up some soda?” asked the anxious cook. “Or mebby we'd best get. Dr. West- land out right away.” She added the exclamation she employed only in times of crisis. “Mygood- nessgracioussakesalive!” Tim mopped his forehead. “I shall burst myself, just thinking about it.” “Oh, don’t!” Buff pleaded. “I feel absolutely suffocated. Still, her parents didn’t seem alarmed. And She hasn’t put on all that poundage nibbling away on a lamb chop and as woke diet. Tim, I’m sorry leave you alone, but I’ve got to yet some exercise—at once! I shall ke a long tramp—climb Audu- bon and Long’s and Pike’s, per- He caught her arm. “No, you don’t! I can get about pretty well on these infernal crutches, and I’m not going to be left alone here with that—that anaconda. It might oc- cur to her to come down for a mid-afternoon snack. Take me along, Buff, of your charity. Mrs. Webb—” The cook had sunk into a chair and was staring at the table. “I wouldn’t a-believed it if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes! Four chickens, and a good size they was, too!—besides all them vegetables and things. You sure ain’t going to make money off these boarders, Miss Buff!” “No,” the girl assented, “I sure ain’t! Webby, about supper now— I hope you heard me say supper!” Webby nodded, her eyes glazing as she made a mental inventory of the food consumed. “I ain’t no murderer, Miss Buff.” The Hunts were still in posses- sion when Buff and Tim returned late in the afternoon. Mrs. Webb reported that there had been sev- eral calls for Tim from Boulder. He applied himself to the tele- hone and came away, looking Froubled. “We can do nothing about it this afternoon, Buff. Worse than that, it looks as if Hunt has a real case, if you try to put him out. He rented the ranch in good faith, as he says, from a man who was, to all intents and purposes, your father’s legally ¢onstituted agent. Johnson says”— Johnson was the name of the law- yer—“that it will be a couple of weeks before you can get rid of them —if you can at all. How- ever——” he came closer and sank his voice. “There are more ways to kill a cat than by choking it with butter! If the table you set fails to satisfy Maudie May——” Mischief danced across her face. “I get you!” She flashed out of the Foom and into the kitchen. When the strangely assorted family assembled for the final meal of the day, Maudie May looked about her in pained surprise. There was a bow! of bluish milk at each plate; crackers—and none too many of them—in a bowl on the table. Nothing else. “Where's the soup?” she de- manded. “I never heard of starting dinner with crackers and milk.” ‘No More Food?’ — explained pleasantly. “We dined at noon. We're simple ranch folk, you know, and keep to country ways.” Maudie tipped her bow] and Swallowed the last drop. “I hope there’s plenty to make up for this silly start.” “Have you all finished?” Buff was urbane. “Then shall we go in- to the living room?” “But—but——” Maudie May’s eyes were popping. “We haven't had dinner—supper yet!” “Oh, yes! I thought you under- stood. We have our big meal in the middle of the day, as I told you. Just a snack at night.” “No more food?” The Hunts were plainly incredulous. “But this is outrageous! Maudie May’s hun- gry,” her father announced as one explaining that his child had been on a forced starvation diet for days. “She'll be ill if she doesn’t have solid food.” “I'm sorry! I thought this morn- ing you wouldn't like staying here. Mr. Corliss,” went on Buff primly, “has a bad case of dyspepsia” — she refused to see his start of angry surprise—“and Dr. Westland pre- fers that he have a light meal at night. I have to watch my own diet, too, so that’s all right. I've a ten- dency to stoutness,” said Buff; Buff who was as slim as one of the aspen trees now shaking its golden leaves outside the window. She led the way into the living room, and the Hunts trailed disconsolately behind her. “There, petty, there! I’ve just re- membered!” Mrs. Hunt lumbered awkwardly to her feet. “There's t half that box of chocolates Tll go up and——” She TWO CATS, IT SEEMS, | ARE TWO TOO MANY { My Aasociated Press) GREAT FALLS, Mont., 24.—There are two cats in Great} Falls, the poundermaster admits, | that are ‘too smart for me.” Reporting to the city council on his alley-cat-catching Oct. | stopped, sending a suspicious look about the room. “Perhaps you’d better come upstairs with me,” she finished. At bedtime Buff was conscious of the pangs of hunger. Dinner had jae practically uneaten, supper ad been one cracker and the bowl of bluish milk. Her healthy young .| body cried out for sustenance. Sh e put on her bathrobe and soft-soled slippers: crept down to the kitchen. A light burned there. “I thought you’d be down,” Tim assured her. “Webby, bless her, apparently thought so, too. Look- | it!” He pointed proudly to the kitch- en table. A large frosted cake glistened; half a baked ham was qeldine up its savoriness under is sharp knife. A glass pitcher of milk showed blobs of cream. “Fall to!” he bade her. They ate | in companionable silence. Departure T= siege lasted but two days. Tim, after another talk with his friend Johnson, convinced Buff that it was far better to make the ranch an uncomfortable abiding place for the resolute Hunts, than to resort to law in the matter. “It’s not important enough for | that,” he argued. “And what is more, I think Hunt is staying more | out of sheer obstinacy than be- cause he wants the place. Let me manage this for you, Buff, and we'll see their retreating backs in a day or two.” With Mrs. Webb he mane for a couple of meals, then finding that her outraged soul could not be brought to. setting the kind of table he ordered, he informed her she had a bad case of lumbago and must stay in bed until further no- tice. The farce turned into abrupt tragedy as far as meals were con- cerned. Whatever else Buff had picked up in the course of her no- madic life with her parents, a know isiay of cookery was not in- cluded. She struggled with grim convincingness in the kitchen, burning, pasar cocking. produc- ing biscuits that would have made Webby actually ill if Tim had not prudently hidden what was left | of them. “This,” announced Mr. Hunt the second day, “is unbearable.” He flung his napkin down and glared at his plate. On it reposed a bit of tough and scorched beefsteak; a potato which had baked so long it was shriveled within its skin; green beans which were dry and flavorless. “If this Webb woman is actually sick, why don’t you get another cook?” “It’s really Miss Carroll’s affair, | isnt it?” Tim said gently. “We can hardly advise her about her own household.” “It’s a plot to drive us away!” Hunt snorted. “Well, it won’t suc- ceed, of that you may be sure. I've pee for a month's board and room ere and a month I shall have.” “I really am sorry about dinner, Mr, Hunt.” Buff nursed a burn on her wrist the while she gazed with genuine shame at the ill-cooked food. “I tried my very best! Mrs. Webb said even I could bake pota- toes, but it seems not.” _ Maudie May settled the ques- tion. “You make her give your money back, Pa, and we'll leave this afternoon. I'm hungry!” Tears came into her small green eyes. “I haven’t had a decent thing to eat since that first meal. Are you go- ing to let us all starve to death just for the principle of the thing? I don’t care a hoot about principles,” she said earnestly, “but I care a lot about us having dinner that some- body knows how to cook. Make her give you back all the money,” she added. “We haven't had ten | cents’ worth of decent food since the cook got sick.” An hour later Maudie May came downstairs ahead of her parents. Buff and Tim sat in silence in the living room, Tim Spenly. triumph- ant, Buff airusgiin with an attack of conscience. Still, she had given Mr. Hunt a check covering the en- tire amount he had paid Atkins! Maudie May, well fed, was one erson; deprived of appetizing ‘ood for two days, she was another. It was her stomach rather than her heart which prompted her now. “I know who you are,” she said | directly and simply to Tim. “You're the man that Iris DeMuth made a fool of. You used all your anak Reports, 1508 Lynch Build- | money and your partner’s to buy upa lot of good-for-nothing land that she’d tricked you into think- ing was a silver mine. You were engaged to her, and all the time she was playing around with some- body else. The papers were full of it. If I was Miss Carroll I'd sure watch my step with you!” She waddled to the door, paused to fire a parting shot. “Everybody says you have a nerve to try to keep on in business right in Boulder after what happened! As if any com- pany would trust you now!” “Ready, Maudie May? Car’s at the door. Goodby, Miss Carroll. Tshall see to it that this little trans- action gets plenty of publicity.” Mrs. Hunt sailed through the hall without a glance at the two left behind. The sound of their car soon died, léaving the silence un- broken behind them. Continued tomorrow. (By Associated Press) HUNTINGTON BEACH, Calif., periodic inspections, raise’ your|the character of the people you | Oct. 24.—Possibility of obtaining | ambergis from oil is being studied by the chamber of commerce. The immensely valuable sub- in whales cam-j|and which is used in perfumery, paign, he said the two cats annoy |has been discovered in petroleum residents in the Third street dis-;from southern California wells length of your bathing suit,| stance, which forms | SOCIAL CALENDAR TUESDAY— Stone Church Service Club Annex. . WEDNESDAY— “Pep Session” of Key West’s Harris School. m. County Courthouse. THURSDAY— Social meeting of Junior Wo Division street. Rotary Club Luncheon. 12:15 Lions Club Supper. 6:30 p. m. Band Concert. 8 p. m. Bayvi | | FRIDAY— Harris School P.-T. A. Hallowe’en Party. 6:30 p. m. School grounds. | | SATURDAY— | Annual Hallowe’en Dance by Junior Woman’s Club. 10 p. m. Cayo Hueso. SUNDAY— pESOREREE SS URES Band Concert. 4 p. m. Art Center Park. Exhibition GfChildron’s Paiitines Opens Today At K. W. Art Center} Florida Children’s Paintings will be featured at the Key West | Art Center from October 24th to November 12th inclusive. This exhibition presents to the public |a graphic picture of the accom- \plishments of the Florida Fed ‘eral Art Centers in the’ artistic training of children 16 years of ‘age and under. The children rep- resented have been attending ‘the free classes in the Art ‘Centers located at Jacksonville, ‘Ocala, Miami, St. Petersburg, Tampa, Pensacola and Key West. The Key West Art Center is represented by Patricia Duain |with her “portrait” in water- color, and Betty Lou Roberts |with “Palm Trees” in water- | color. All teachers of children, whe- ther or not concerned with the subject of art, will be interested in studying these pictures. The students in Federal gallery class- es are drawn from all walks of |life, and the creative ability of Meeting of Regional Scout Executives with local scouters. 8 p. 2a MESS ee pashli ah aio Nias ESET THE KEY WEST CITIZEN Supper. 6 p. m. Stone Church boy scout troops. 3:30 p. m. man’s Club. 5 p. m. Clubhouse, p. m. St. Paul’s Parish Hall. Stone Church Annex. iew Park. | | jchildren from environments not | particularly artistic or esthetic is | iremarkable. All teachers, par- | ticularly those of primary grade | |school and kindergartens classes | lare especially invited 'to view the | | work. } | The importance to the com- | ;munities of these free classes for ; those children who can not afford | private schools, may be appre- | ciated by the study of the re-| sults as displayed by this ex- | |hibition. The classes are offered, | jnot as professional training, but | rather as a serious hobby group | with the thought of course, on ‘encouraging native talent to |study professionally. | The exhibition has been col-| lected and prepared by the State | |Exhibition Section, Florida Fed- eral Art Project, Works Project | Administration, and is circuited | ‘through the State under the di- | rection of Mrs. Eve Alsman } ‘Fuller, State Supervisor. TOO LATE TO CLASSIFY ae . (Continued from Page One) ‘try, our state, our county, our | community and OURSELVES. That little cross mark before the name of a candidate for Con- gress or the United States Senate |means that you are ‘content to | give the man of your choice the key to your safety deposit box, a joint checking account at your! | bank, permission to run and regu- |Jate your business, the right to think and act for you under any and all circumstances, to deter- mine your conduct, control your affairs, confiscate your goods, send you to war or to jail, act’ as guardian of your child, take what he chooses from your income | while you live and from your es- | tate when you have passed on. Every tiny cross mark you make gives some man or woman definite authority over you and jyours. That is what these can- | didates are asking when they say “Vote for ME”. How much, do you know about the operation of your govern- |ment: city, county, state and ‘na- tional? Do you KNOW what'each | candidate is asking for in the’ way of authority, power and com- | pensation? If you aré interested you might | write to Robert J. Dill, State Di- rector of the Office of Gdovern- jing, Jacksonville, and ask for a |copy of the “Directory of Federal | and State Departments and Agen- cies in Florida”. | In it you -will find listed the | various Federal and State agen- cies, departments and bureaus | ‘operating in this state, with the names of the men or women ‘charged with their conduct. Agen- ‘cies that control every phase of |your daily life: that have power |to fine or jail you; say who you may hire or fire, wages you shall \pay, hours you may work; super- vise your farming operations, de- termine what you may plant and |how much; fix prices, say what |you should pay for a shave and }a haircut, how much you should shell out for a crease in your | trousers or fork over for a bottle of milk. C. e SEES IF ITLL WORK | Who you grant power to de- stroy your surplus, assess your |property, require a license, make taxes, censor your movies and ra- dio programs, condemn your ‘property, close your. roads, run your schools, inspect your plumb- ing and wiring, demand your fin- can drink and eat, ger print, say when you shall hunt and fish, what and when you | dictate the iVictor Larsen And ‘Elona Barcelo Married | | Victor Larsen and Miss Elona | |Barcelo were joined last ecoing | jin holy wedlock at the home of | |Justice of the Peace Enrique Es- | !quinaldo, Jr, on Duval street. | The justice performed the cere- | | mony. i | John Cates and Miss Catherine | Cates stood with the couple and} the rites were pronounced in the | presence of Berardo Perez, Mrs. | Caridad Perez, Ygnacio Perez, ' Mrs. Edelia Perez, Miss Josephine | Esquinaldo and Celio Diaz. | Mr. and Mrs. Larsen will make | their future home at Lake Worth, | |Fla., where Mr. Larsen is |Ployed as recreational director. | ‘PERSONAL MENTION Mrs. William Mendell was a ;Passenger on the 7 o’clock bus this morning going to Miami for |a visit with relatives and friends. em- | | | Superintendent W. W. Demeritt, of the Coast Guard Service, left | this morning over the highway to| make inspections of the light sta-| tions at Fowey Rocks and Carys- fort. It is expected’ that he will| return tomorrow. ' Mrs. Frederick H. Lee, of Phila- |delphia and Key West, has ar- rived in the city for her ninth| winter and will be at the home, | |407 South street, to meet her | many friends. i} Mrs. D. A. Printz, and daugh-| ter Arleen, arrived over the high- | | way today and are occupying | their home at 620 Eaton street. 'Mr. Printz, who has thoroughly | \recuperated from severe opera-| tions undergone this year, will ‘join the family Saturday and| will be accompanied by his} | daughter. | |rect your activities in a thousand | | other ways. | Many of these agencies render | ‘a helpful and needed service. | |Most of them were created with ithe view of providing the! citizen |; laid. protection and guidance. | \How they are used depends on/| ‘place in power. So, folks, before | you “Vote for ME”—you’d bet-/| ter stop and think about YOUR-/| SELF, } MONROE THEATER Lee Tracy—Joan Woodbury CRASHING HOLLYWOOD |ing water over 5 tablespoons tea. quartered FLORIDA FRUIT AND VEGETABLE USES COCKTAILS, SHERBETS | AND DRINKS | Fruit Punch For A Crowd— | 2 quarts sugar. { 1 quart water. 2 quarts tea, weak. I quart lemon juice. 1 quart orange juice. 1 quart grape juice. 1 quart of pineapple (grated). Ice. water. I cup strawberry slices. | 2-cups fancy orange slices. | Make sirup of sugar and .1 quart water. Make tea infusion by pouring 2 quarts (8 cups) boil- | 85 curd anf whey of milk will! Wm. Powell and Carole Lombard Cool. Combine sirup, tea, fruit juices and water. Add straw- berry slices and orange _ slices, ee ® TUESDAY, OCTOBER 24, 1989 serve at once. This is best if] iserved very cold, provided the B S$ children are willing to sip it slowly. Any fruit juice may be} substituted for the orange juice, but the lemon juice is usually re- quired to bring out the flavor. Lemon Milk— (Serves 2) Juice of 1 to 2 lemons. 1 pint milk. | Beat juice of lemons and milk! together with a whirl type beater or put in a glass jar and shake} well. Serve immediately. } This is a substitute for butter- milk and makes a healthful drink | tolerated by weak digestions. It must be mixed each time served, | separate if allowed to stand.! More or less lemon juice may be added, depending upon sourness | desired for drink. which may be cut in fancy shapes | — or simply halved or quartered. Punch may be strained before | adding strawberry and orange slices, but this will lessen quan- tity made. Less water may be | used and punch poured over block of ice in punch bowl: Wher | strawberries are out of. . season, | the strawberry slices may be re- placed by another cup of. orange slices: Recipe may be halved or | to serve a_ smaller} bea Ss | Lemon Egg-Nog— (Serves 1) 6 tablespoons milk. %-cup cold water. 1 egg. 2 tablespoons sugar. 2 tablespoons lemon juice. Grated’ nutmeg. Combine milk, water, egg and sugar. Beat thoroughly, pour in TIemon juice and mix vigorously. Serve in a large glass topped with a grating of nutmeg. Orange Cream Punch— | To two cupfuls of whole: milk | and two cupfuls of thin cream add two teaspoonfuls of lemon juice, one cupful of orange juice , and sugar to taste. Fold in.the, beaten whites of four eggs and) migut away, VapoRub goes to work—locsens phlegm—eases muscviar soreness or HOTEL LEAMINGTON N. E. 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