The Key West Citizen Newspaper, May 22, 1940, Page 3

LEAP BEFORE YOU LOOK By Peggy O’More Chapter 32 ‘Through With Women’ oe ABE'S bones grew weary; grew cramped. “I’m a gettin’ right dizzy,” he complained, “what with Little Sweetheart poppin’ up everytime I bring down a net.” Tomi nodded in understanding. Little Sweetheart wasid mascot. “Dog-gone your spotted hide,” wailed Abe, as he brought her in by mistake. “If you don’t keep out from under my net you're a goin’ to winter in somebody’s stomach.” Tomi shook with silent laugh- ter. Little Sweetheart was plump- ed into the water only to come up on a lily pad right under the next strike of the net. Abe reversed the pole and shoved her off. He shoved too hard; reached too far. Tomi heard a screech and a splash. She turned but saw noth- ing. Then she noticed Abe’s hat floating on the water. A moment later Abe’s head appeared, walrus mustache dripping with mud. Se- curely ensconced on his bald pate sat Little Sweetheart, eyes bulg- - ho more than those of Old e. “Abe!” gasped Tomi. “What’s the matter?” | “Matter?” he sputtered in a queer tone. “Doctor Smith’s teett .-.d left ’em on the bottom.” It was more than Tomi could stand. She had a ludicrous vision of the pearly whiteiplates gnaw- ing lily roots or biting the mud, and she started to laugh. She laughed until the tears streamed down her face and her limbs grew weak. She laughed. even as she reached a hand to her caretaker. It happened then. She slipped. She gave one harrowing scream ich stopped abruptly. muffled by the inrush of muddy waters. Down, down she went. then up, and wi reached the surface, footsteps ‘e pounding down the path from the house. Into the pen| came Allen Bartell; a handsome i aculate Allen, te tie and tails. op hat and tails were thrown to the ground and Allen kneeled on the edge of the pool and held a succoring hand to Tomi, Gratefully she accepted it; then she looked up. Bartell’s chin was steady; his mouth was grim. Ah, but his eyes —they danced like the waters of the bay at sunrise. And the front of his white dress shirt quivered convulsively. Allen Bartell was on the verge of more than the pool: he was on the verge of hysterical laughter. Tomi was satisfied with his nearness to the pool. She thought of Lily’s party. She thought of the on for Lily's party. [t was too She gave the rescuing hand . forceful jerk—and there ree in the frog pond. Or were there? Allen Bartell was down for a long time and when he came up he looked as though he had spent the time gathering tulles. A wreath of them stood upright on his head. Water hyacinths draped their fuzzy, film-clogged roots over his shoulders. One eye was black with mud. the other was} black with anger. ‘Shut Up’ ‘y 7OU little devil!” He made a} leap in her direction, caught his foot in a lily root, and went down again. Tom) scrambled up the edge of the pond and collapsed on the edge to how] with laughter. Never had she seen anything as satisfy- ingly funny! Abe and Bartell rescued each other. Through a sliding process of mutual support they reached shore. Old Abe shaking his head mournfully at Tom “Now you done he accused. } “Lost your farm. Won't get an-| other frog out of here.” | Tomi’s laughter stopped. “Why not?” she demanded. “Bad enough us bein’ in the pond, but Allen was born in No- vember. Frogs don’t like Novem- ber folk. Frogs is fussy!” Tomi faced defeat and loved it. If she had to lose the farm, she as losing it with a laugh. “Stop that grin!” Tomi, removing her sodden boots, looked up at the roar of anger. “Oh. go look in a mirror,” she giggled. “Shut up!” Bartel] stood over her. But Tomi jumped up and her stockinged feet went flying out of the pen and towards the house. “Try to make me.” she called back over her shoulder. : He did. He caught up with her, wheeled her around with a crush- ing grip of her shoulders, then shook her until she was dizzy. “T've listened to you wisecrack | until ['m tired of it Now you're going to listen.” “To your wisecracks?” she of- fere “T'm sick of iu, understand? I'm going to tell you just what} 1 think of you. and through I want you t® go in and et on your knees before Timothy ‘oland’s vortrait. I thought old BIRTH ANNOUNCEMENT Mr.-Mrs. M. Roberts Have Girl Mr. and Mrs. Millard Roberts, 912 Duval street, announce the arrival of an 8-pound girl, born early this morning at the home. Before rriage, Mrs. Roberts was Mi: and daughter are reported as do- ing nicely. | English estimated years for grouse shooters pay an $10,000,000 in normal hunting rights. in top hat.| en 1 get) Timothy was a smart man, unti) I met you. “He was a sick man when he went to Chicago to find out whether there was a Toland fit to inherit his money. He fel] for you. God knows why. He admit- ted you were as ornery as the devil He said you'd had to be to hold your own with the other Tolands and you'd been at it so long it was a habit. “Here's where he made his mis- take. He said you had business ability and. given a chance to live with human beings instead of Tolands, you’d become human. “He didn’t dare leave you the money outright. He knew your Great-aunt Hannah would have it worked away from you before the ink was dry on your signature, so he shopped around until he found something he thought a girl like you could handle, this frog farm. “He wasn’t content with that. He drew up his will in such a way that if you failed, you couldn't lose too much. Each season you'd have a sporting chance. If you failed, I could convert the farm into something which would brin, you a good living. Shut up unti I get through!” | But Tomi wouldn't shut up, she roared louder than Allen. “Why didn’t he tell me that? Why didn’t he leave word?” ‘As Ornery As You’ | TOLD you in the beginning,” Bartell answered’ “He knew you! He knew you were so ci that you'd try to pull something fast just to be different. He had to challenge you. He had to force you to fight and prove your right to the farm to make you apprer ciate it. “He told me how to handle you. |He said I was to be as damned |ornery as you were. He failed to tell me it couldn't be done. “When I think of what I've put | up with from you, it’s a wonder I don’t murder you right here with my bare hands. “That first night you spent here. because you wouldn't go to a hi jtel, 1 darned near took pneu- monia, sleeping on that frigid front porch so I'd be handy if you were frightened. Frightened,” he disparaged. “You haven't enough human blood in your body to be afraid. “Then I! took on your family in the courts and held your inherit- ance for you by lying, pretending I thought you were a good busi- ness woman. Next I took them on in another way and found they were made of better stuff than you. They could be made into human beings.” Tomi knew she had run the gamut of all emotions as Allan talked. She believed him. One couldn’t live with Great Uncle Timothy’s portrait without believ- ing only good of. the old fellow. And each reprisa! fell into place like bits of a jig saw puzzle. “As for Pierre,” continued Bar- tell, “what I put up with there no one will ever know. Believing he was after your money: that he’d planned to meet‘and marry a because peened a frog farm ie wanted. Having to stand by helpless and watch you make a fool of yourself—” “W—why didn’t you t—tell me?” Tomi stammered. “Tell you.” roared Allen. “Would you have believed me? Oh, forget it, it's over. But what Timothy Toland saw in you that was worth a Seg farm I can’t see. Look at you, look at the way you've gone around lately, that hair cut, those shirts and boots and breeches.” Tomi looked at the boots, de- jected looking things tipsily edg- ing the pool, then looked at Allen. “You're not a vision of sar- torial elegance yourself. Mr. Bar- tell.” she reminded him, “especial- ly for a man who's about to be displayed to a mob as an altar trophy.” “A what?” he bellowed, “an altar ,.. my word, you don’t think I am the man Lily Mankin’s going to marry. do you? Listen, I've lived next door to her half my life. I don’t intend to spend the other half in the same house with her. “Women!” He strangled on the word. “I’m through with fie st of them. [’'m through with a law practice that brings me in contact with them. I'm going where I won't see any, I'm going to my mountains, “Understand?” He was working his dry coat over his wet shirt, placing the imposing hat on his sodden locks. Tomi nodded dreamily. She un- derstood he wasn’t going to marry Lily Mankin, that he’d never in- tended marrying her. And then Allen Bartell was gohe and where he'd stood there was nothing but a puddle of wa- ter, rimmed with tulles. Tomi looked at the spot, then turned to watch the long figure squishing towards the house. She smiled at the house. It was hers, jall hers . .. and she didn’t give a continental darn. A vast aching loneliness engulfed her. What was | a frog farm if it wasn’t next door to Allen Bartell? Continued tomorrow | Voday’s Horoscone Today, one of prosperity and security, gives a kind nature, a trustful disposition and many friends. Success is almost cer- tain and will be well deserved. which will be well living. worth the Many Norse explorers probably reached America before Colum- bus. i BOSOX HOMERS _ DEFEAT TIGERS; -—ODGERS YANKS SWAMP INDIANS: CUBS LOSE IN NINTH (By Associated Press) NEW YORK, May 22.—Boston Red Sox and Detroit Tigers stag- ed a battle of home runs yester- 'day, the former winning the con- test to increase their American League lead to two and one-half games over the second-place Cleveland Indians, wno lost to the Yankees. Jimmy Foxx led the Bosox at- tack with his homer in the third inning, coming with the bases loaded. This was the second day in succession he turned in that trick, tying a record held by Babe Ruth and Bill Dickey. Ted Williams, Bobby Doerr and Roger Cramer also connected for circuit clouts for the Bosox, while Hank ‘Greenberg and Rudy York hit four-baggers for the Tigers. Fin- al score of this game was 11 to 8. Staging late rallies in the eighth and ninth innings yester- day, the Chicago White Sox edged out the Washington Sena- tors, 9 to 8. Winning run was walked in by Bucky Jacobs, first Senator pitcher. New York Yankees, Marius Ru: three-hit led dy pitch- Indians . 10 to 2. The contest jfeatured a return to old-time. free-hitting style by the Yanks, who ccllected 12 hits, one of them a homer by Charley Keller. Philadelphia-St. Louis game was pcstponed at the end of the fourth inning on account of rain, making it an unofficial contest. Only one fracas was played in the National League yesterday, the others being postponed be- cause of rainy weather. Brooklyn Dodgers won over the Chicago Cubs and pulled up to within a game of the leading Cincinnati Reds. Dolph Camilli’s single with the bases loaded in the last of the ninth brought in the winning run for the Dodgers. ‘Claude Passeau had allowed only }four hits up to the final stanza, but weakened and let the win- ning runs get on base. Results of the games: AMERICAN LEAGUE At Detroit R. H. E. Boston tL 3 0 ‘Detroit 8 16 Galehouse, Dickman and De- sautels; Trout, Pippen, Seats, Benton and Tebbetts. o's R. H. E. 811 At Chicago Washington Chicago 915 Hudlin, Masterson, Carasquel, |Maneagudo, Jacobs and Ferrell; Knott, Appleton, Brown and Tresh. i) At Cleveland New York Cleveland = 23 2 Russo and Dickey; Milnar, Eisenstat, Humphries, Zuber and | Pytlak. NATIONAL LEAGUE At Brooklyn R. HE. Ehicago 312 0 Brooklyn 2.6 4 Passeau and Todd; Wyatt, | Mungo, Pressnell and Franks. \ | Indians. R. H. E. 1012 1 1! . TEAGUE STANDINGS The U.-S. holds more than 51,- St. Louis 900,000 acres of land in trust for Boston THE KEY WEST CITIZEN tr acuman__| TO PLAY TUESDAYS | THE WRITER has before him | ops The Asbury Park Press of May|CANCEL WEDNESDAY NIGHT 14. In the sporting section we GAMES: UMPIRE AND VICE- see the name of Norman Artman, | a local boy, who plays hard ball) PRESIDENT NAMED and softball up therein New Jer- | |sey all summer. This particular larticle we are referring to says:! “Norman Artman, well-known City Softball League held last eines a7 ee ~_ night at the City Hall, members R voted to change the mound for the Republican A.A. ;Present soft ball ten in the Monmouth| weekly schedules to include con- County League, and pitched hisitests on Tuesday nights instead team to a victory over the Red | of Wednesday nights. Noise of Banks club”. ithe games interfered with Ley Realy EES Memorial church mid-week serv- NOT ONLY DID ARTMAN jcc: it was said. |PERFORM WELL on the mound,; Natie Saunders was employed jbut he sparked a seventh sinning }py the league as additional um- 'rally that netted his club four pire and future complaints of runs. He clouted the horsehide {teams will be hand!ed by mana- for a home run. He also scored! gers and captains of teams with two runs and knocked home three |jthe umpires in charge of the during the game and held the Red Banks to six hits. ‘games, | Treasurer Joe Cleare reported 2 ene s on the financial standing of the Batting averages of the leading league, and all empioyes were or- hitters in the Island City Softball |dered paid, including a $5.00 pay- League, by clubs, follow: {ment to Manager Roy Hamlin of wes a= Coca-Cola on account, this for O'Dell installation and transfer of equip- cae ment from Trumbo Field. spied Harry Baker was named vice- Jordan president of the league. eee All managers volunteered to Pee eet give free-time to a project to aeay better the playing field’s condi- Plummons ines Martin 3a.nager Frank Caraballo of on the Blue Sox reported he wished ae to withdraw his team from the ee league. Action on this matter Campbell will be handled at the next meet- Barrs le Park Tigers— J. Pent Brost Alonso Jasper Walker Rozam Cabanas Blue Sox— Ward G. Garcia Castelano J. Garcia P. Castro Albio Acevedo Molina Caca-Cola— Cates Baker Carbonell McCarthy Nelson Higgs Villareal Sawyer’s Barbers— Navarro E. Albury Rueda High School— | G. Lastres D. Fernandez - Soldano Archer 500 428 434 409 312 375 -375' 315 -300 500 312 500 -400 400 GAMES TODAY _ AMERICAN LEAGUE New York at Detroit—Pearson (3-2) vs. Newhouser (2-2). 625. Boston at - Cleveland—Oster- 500 mueller (0-1) vs. Harder- (0-1). 500. Washington at St. Louis—Chase 416 (2-4) vs. Kramer (1-1). 363; Philadelphia at Chicago—Cast- 333 er (1-4) vs. Smith (1-4). 333 a NATIONAL LEAGUE 428° Cincinnati’ at New York— -415 | Moore (1-0) vs. Hubbell (2-2). .375; Chicago at Philadelphia (night) 363 —Root (0-0) vs. Mulcahy (4-1). .333; St. Louis at Boston—Warneke 1-4) vs. Posedel (2-2). Pittsburgh at Brooklyn—Klin- ger (2-3) vs. Fitzsimmons (2-0). -500 | (se ae RSL SPREE 428, TRANSPORTATION 3: 444) S.S. CUBA 3751 Steamship Cuba, of the P. and .333 |O. S.S. Co., arrived from Havana {yesterday afternoon 3:15 o'clock with 32 first and 15 second cabin} passengers for Key West and nine first and two second cabin passengers for Tampa. | There was listed on the ship’s manifest, one automobile for Pet. !Tampa and two for Key West,; ‘731 | 22 tons of freight for Tampa and -630' four tons for this port, six sacks -538 | of mail for Key West and 363 for 462 Tampa. 429 The vessel sailed at 5 o'clock for Tampa with one first cabin and two second cabin passengers. | There were two sacks of mail. FLIES PLANE AT 81 SAN DIEGO, Cal.—Although he is 81, William Clarke, a re- tired pharmacist, is learning to, fly an airplane. George Hight, his instructor, said a flight test and physical examination were all that separated Clarke from a private pilot’s license. -450! AMERICAN LEAGUE Club— Ww. iL. Boston 7 Cleveland a® Detroit 12 Philadelphia 14 Washington 16 St. Lous 14 | Chicago 16 \New York 16 19 17 14 12 12 10 11 10 AIT -407 | 385 H NATIONAL LEAGUE Club— Ww. Cincinnati Brooklyn New York Chicago Philadelphia Pet. -720 -680 560 552 AB -370 348 .261 18 17 14 16 ll 10 Pittsburgh “THE STREET” was an institution . . . a closed corporation. What anyone did was everyone _ id things really sretheart, Dorothy Fry. Mother On the whole, a life is indicated began to hum. She became the x Economic Highlights HAPPENINGS T It won't be long now until the Republicans and the Democrats meet in more or less solemn con- ard bearers. And in the mean- time, a long lineup of political hopefuls, their hearts beating nervously, are working overtime in an attempt to convince the voters, the delegates and the party machine leaders that they are the logical cheice for the number one position in the Unit- ed States. There will be 1,000 delegates to the Republican convention, of whom 96 are now pledged to Dewey, 22 to Hanford MacNider, 18 to Senator Capper and 2 to Senator Taft. (Not all the dele- gates have been selected as ye so further pledges will be effect- ed -between now and convention time.) There will be 1094 dele- gates to the Democratic conven- tion of whom, so far, the Presi- dent has 392, Postmaster Gen- eral Farley 38%, Representative Bankhead 22 and Vice-President Gerner 4. In each case, the ma- jority of delegates will be un- pledged. And the pledges do not mean a great deal—in most in- stances, pledged delegates are only duty-bound to vote for their candidate on the first few bal- lots, and thereafter consider themselves free to throw support elsewhere. The inner New Dealers argue that the President is the logical choice, and the only available Democrat who would be rea: ably sure of winning the day. number of political cc tors subscribe to that view the same time, a_ very Gallup poll throws something of a monkey wrench into that c! of reasoning. Pr. Gallup asked a cross-section of voters whom they would vote for as between the President and Dewey, and Mr. ‘Roosevelt was favored by 52 percent. He then asked the same voters to choose between Secre- fary Hull and Dewey, and Hull! came out on top with 51 percent That obviously indicates things—that Republican and Democratic strength is amazing- ly evenly balanced this year, and that Mr. Hull would be practic- ally as strong a candidate as the President. On the Republican side of the battered political fence, there is a growing feeling, among the publicists as well as among ex- perienced politicians, that the three leading candidates—Dewey, Vandenberg and Taft—are likely to kill each other off, thus pav- ing the way for a candidate of| the dark or dusky horse variety. An influential group in GOP circles is quietly booming Sena- tor McNary of Oregon, the mi- nority leader. McNary is a mid- dle-of-the-road-man. He would be a certainty, some Republicans think to sweep the politically vital corn belt, would carry most At a meeting of the Island claves to select their 1940 stand- | their' two | of the West, and would have good chance in the industrial East. He has few polite I ties—the most importan' that his state is extremely am in population and electoral —and his record in the Se has been that of a moderate is a factor worth considering The Wendell Willkie drive goes on, and gains force. A ago Mr. Willkie was alm pietely unknown to the p large—now he is unguest a first-class national figure His many speeches, radio appe ances and magazine articies brought into the limelight with astonishing speed. A grow- ing group think him 1 perfect choice. His liability is lack political machine, but no means necessarily ical political reporters talked with longing of the poss bilities of a Roosevelt-Willkic fight. Different these men are in point of view, th are born politicians, both are radio personalities, both know how to plzy the angles. It would be a great campaign. So far as the party concerned. they wil y mean little, and w next to nothing at great Both parties will pledge as platic My opponent has constantly FOUGHT 4 Homestead Exemption. He wooed “Mi Homestead Exempnon Act was peseed records of House Resclumam 20, Page <2. of the 1933 Sesmon of the Leguieture } During the 1935 and ture he fought against camcclitaon of <uce HEAR WHITEHAIR ON THE RADIO. 5 WDBO, WJNO, WQAM. 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