The Key West Citizen Newspaper, December 19, 1941, Page 3

itt | } if i F : : i f om i e that a door ot from his offices onto the balcony. ed down. the steps and was there} hed orchestra_/ gin 38 he reaci the ter. - was.” “Maybe she’s afraid of the dark. She might have gone out.” ~~ think she’s afraid of herself. What's wrong with the — “They're out in my of too.!the weak nauseous feeling that And the street lights are out. That) pervades you when you're com- ppens sometimes durin; ing out of ether. I couldn’t run afternoon storm. Every light in/or fight or scream. town burning at once, the strai Then the light leaped toward is too great Hey, Nick!” he! me, the length of shouted. head cleared and I ‘There was a startled grunt as| of it. Nick awakened in his cubicle and/ neyo O38 St hs out for} a i then to A iere's Jefi?”: a “He's:due at threei” “I know,—he-called— me this my cigarette behind me crushed it between my thumb and forefin; 4 ing fore! with my mov- Presi ing toward them by slow inches. morning.” [AW Thank God for the rain and the “He's getitng hot, Clint, or} snow that’had soaked my slices thinks-he is, He. 4e3-he knows.” ond had made me take them off. snows? Knows who... .” |The lights couldn't have been He wo the mur-| more than three feet from the derd¥ is’ | davenport where I had sat, but it There-was a long pause and| was eternities for me to when Clint spoke again his voice! reach them. was grave and quiet. “I hope to} God fhe does T want to net ihe nd ragd gree whole mess over with. You know, of Rana the edge of their groove Haila, that child’s face is hr-un' | was beneath my toe and I me. A kid like Carol livirg wi f| stepped across the reflectors and that thing over her head, a _kid| lowered myself into the orches- who never bothered anyone. God!| tfa pit. Unless I had moved far t big frightened eyes| to one side, the center aisle should every place I look. And her bray- | >¢ almost in front of me. I reached it all the worse, If| Out and swept my hand across the lown... if she'd... .”| pg touched one seat, rol can take care another, en no more. t of ST looked back. ‘The cigarette was He didn’t seem to hear me. “I) moving across the stage to the tell myself that it's none of my|davenport where I had been, Going, that all I did was give her|™oving as stealthily as I had @ break that a thousand other| Moved. I started up the aisle, irls would give their right hands} feeling for the rows of seats, lor, a chance to be an actress. Yes,| Counting them as I | How that's the way I doctor it up for| ™any rows did the Colony have, myself. I ga the poor kid a! how long would it take me to break all right. A chance to be| Teach the back? The Musie Box murdered, to live in fear and ter-| has fourteen rows. The Plymouth hance to spread herself al}/ h#s nineteen. I thought hysteri- e front pages in a grue-| cally, By eco ty Sg ; Beat some murder case. he si ¢ thro: peters SOMe ase. If she should] Then Fd know how far I had to erness and self-repr | 9. ow when passed were beating nel them all. Then I'd have 2 chance. In th@ guick flame of his cigarette} , 1 could hear him behind me on ~~ as he Grew on it f could see his, e stage, moving about and face, t ead tight lines around | Pum ing into things. is mouth, the furrows between F his eyes. Fcouldo’t stand it. jof daylight through some crack “Clint? I said, “there's no rea-|i2 the outside door. My hand tan- son form.you to reproach yourself.; £!¢d in the velvet portieres tha: Nothing's going to happen tc! hung behind the last row of seats Carol. Nothing was ever meant to| #4 the brass rings above them happen to her. She . . . It was Eve,|l2nged together and rattled. I Clint, who was supposed to be| Stopped dead, holding onto the killed ‘The thurderer meant to|™@ss of velvet to keep myself stab Eve, not Carol. The murderer| ‘"om falling. He had heard the meant to poison Fve.” | Sound. on stage. His voice came rami, beat him catch his] booming through the house. reath. “Eve! No! ! Who} 1 . a yet Not God, rot Who} I made one last stab at keeping | up this insane farce. “I'm going 4 Out the front door, Clint. Jeff will : gage a | by this way. Hails, the poison he eee anata laughing. put in Carol's glass. Not Bve's” | 7 Side isp to be quiet. th = r et, then, or Yes, Yes I-don't..." Estopped.| 1, nretend I'waan't terrified t ton idly for the door. In my wet, , ther | Sticky hand the knob was cold. 1 mst hive been | t=rned it and my hand slid ai glass. That much} lessly around while it stayed stil’ How had Jeff figured |! put 5 3 coat over it and turned last night? “Something | €ain. It was locked. ogee a ae 1 mea ot budge. — ‘= | turned and with my back up close_against the doors, I faced 2” | the stage. The light was 2 giet down into the o: _¥oice was shocked. almos’ ‘No, no. Not Eve. T! poMmy eyes holding Circle of light with that made them burn water:-I moved toward th @isle. I was a step from when the light turned too and rossed the row of seats toward gon was put in Eve she changed the There were no. flow the spot where I was going. He table {90 her to arrange and sh=|had seen me. Perhaps Shat' tiny ad business with the/S2aft of light that crept through | the doors at my back had been enough to outline me for him. I crouched there for a second, then eased myself under the seats into the last row and lay there, no mistake. Oh, Clint, who could ;™my knees almost under my chin have wanted to murder Eve? Who | ™Y arms squeezed in around me, could have hated Eve? You must| holding my breath to make my- kn. Clint, you were her friend, | self smaller. I could hear him not y one who really knew | four rows in front of me now, ’ve been so close to her| Walking up the aisle. He would and so loyal . . . producing for | Dass an arm's length from me. Or her when she was no longer wouldn't pass. great, ruining yourself een! be continued glasses. And Carol got that was meant for her! = |, ne said slowly. “Yes, the one ie next night there was N : Name Imprinted only $1.00 wk THE ARTMAN PRESS VAALLLLALLA ee I crept for= | cotlights, feel-«/ LOIS IIIT IIDIOTI IS Bs Wet t TTDI IOIIIIIIDS wor. THE KEY WEST CITIZEN ‘Story Behind All-America Club (SOUTHEAST — ~~ CHAMPS LIKE Is Change In His Collar Size 7 AP Feature Service the ‘varsity. 2 Endicott eer. Tl, the baby-} eoncktak teen but he per- MISSISSIPPI STATE SIGNS _ Beye See cesarean ‘ r faced assassin of Harvard’s| Sisted im the exercises to com- = arsyN McXEEN FOR FIVE een learned football v i, : Sreat line, deserves all the prais- es which are being heaped upon him—for he literally stood on his head to make himself the great! football player he is. : The bluc-blooded bundle of dynamite was a scrawny pros-! pect when he’ first reported for freshman football at Harvard. This last season he was a 190-' Pound package of unmodified murder, the most savage blocker and tackier in all the “Ivy! League”. | What happened in between is} the story of a kid who set per- fection as his goal and never Fo quit until he had achieved it If anyone doubts that he attained that goal, he is respectfully re- ferred to Bill Busik, of Navy, or to Army's two guards, - who! looked as though they had been YEARS: | AP Fe. ST. 19.—Mis taken a f Allyn Mc! over the the Univ through a meat chopper when pews. Master Peabody, the one-two, | eastern co coll is for Cook's you're got through them. 1 } @ team from Henry Lamar, who aids Dick CHUB PEABODY j had, when asking for the finest_ Harlow in coaching the Harvard; "varsity line, first saw the latent dynamite’ Possibilities in the scrawny lad | who had played three years of ‘football. at exclusive Groton school, captaining the team in| his last year. | “Chub, Lamar told him at the end of spring practice in his freshmen yeer, “if you | could strengthen your back and neck. we could make you into a football player”. That was all the son of the In his junior year he was bet-| Keen has ter but it remained for this season | to football Right Rev yy the gridiron as the garden va- and the grandson of the Rev. riety of red. Endicott Peabody. Evidence of the inspirational Between : lift he gave the team was given strengthened his back and in- in the week before the Yale game creased his collar size from 15 to when “Chub” was injured in a 17. A strict regiment of exercise, brief scrimmage. A fierce “char- lie-horse” developed and Pea- body played through the Yale encounter despite the handicap. The injury was carefully guard- ed and Cox worked on Peabody in Harvard’s infirmary night an? day to get him into shape to play. j prescribed by Harvard's trainer Jimmy Cox, did the trick. Every day that summer, he went through the exercise rou- tine. Bridging. push-ups, hand- stands and headstands were per- formed faithfully and the devo- tion to his goal had its reward TOTTI ITTS “Tough, These Frat Boys | TOUGH SPOT FOR (By Associate’ Press) NOTRE DAME, Ind, Dec. 19.| GAME IN THREE YEARS By MORTIMER KREEGER we Service E COLLEGE, Miss. * lastng through 1946. The chee: down after S | became known. 3 Losses In 3 Years the practice f buddy in the for him to prove to All-America | experienced before that blue blood is just as rich on! Their first o Pionship this year came after ar unbeaten but once-tied 1940 son which culminated in a 2 Orange Bowl victory ver . ie for s Georg CLUB LOST THREE Vv Some like beer—so like cle — many enjoy both. Whichever you pre- fer, beer or ale, if your They're both LX, McKeen has “tops” in taste./S FW. COOK co. 2 t va NSVILLE, = y INDIANA brow, glory cham- rence Frome Nc 3 |—The Notre Dame basketball! }roster includes the names of; | Ruetz and Wukovits, familicr/ |monikers to followers of the} school’s athletic fortunes. | | GRANDPA MARSHALL (By Associated Press) EL RENO Okla. Dec. 13. —W. L. Marshall, attending Bis first football game in all bis 87 years of life, did no reoting. Bill Wukowits is a younger brother of Tom and Frank, who played baseball and basketball at Notre Dame, and also Vic, a Star at Illinois in basketball | Ruetz is a younger broth- Marshall. quarterback and | ey ee SO eee nen ones ot the Yoho _ | 1935 through 1937 and an honor sthesl eleven, the other student. Ray at present is study- mene ckte = — ing anthropology and coaching Token se o. the St. Mary’s freshmen in Cali- ( Lhueedhuhe uh a abl ae Today’s SPORTS CALENDAR — Anniversaries BASEBALL 1731—Thomas Willing, Phila- Price Field (Trumbo), 1:30 p. m. | delphia mayor ard patriot, pic- +-neer banker, subscriber of a for- First Cae meee Weak Conchs Re in 1780 to continue the war, vs. Red Raiders. born there. Died Jan. 19, 1821. Second Game—Regulars vs. Trojans. DECEMBER 28 First Game—Regulars vs. Key West Conchs. Second Game—Red Raiders vs. Trojans. JANUARY 4. 1942 1762—Lewis Littlepage,.. sol- dier of fortune in France, offi- cer to the king of Poland, born in Hanover Co. Va. Died there, July 19, 1802. 1820—Mary A Livermore, teacher, noted speaker, suffrag- sapere e—Key West Conchs ist and reformer, born in Bos-j Se gg Se SS vs. ton. Died May 23, 1905. i ed Raiders. es ss JANUARY 11 1814—Edwin M. Stanton, Ohio e—Trojans vs. Regu-' lawyer, Lincoln's great secre- tary of war and mainstay, born in Steubenfille, Ohio. Died Dec. 24, 1869. lars. Key West Conchs. POSTPONED GAMES 1829—Ada L. Howard, first president of Wellesley College. | 1875, world’s first feminine col- lege president, born in Temple, (Sy aubnanies Fw |N.H Died March 3, 1907. COLLEGE PARK, Md, Dec. 19—Douglas Fields, _ 215-pound at Died May 9, 1931. 1865—-Minnie Maddern Fiske,! noted actress of her day, born in} |New Orleans. Died Feb. 15, | 1932. TRY IT TODAY— CI ZILEZEPLELZILELLLLILILLLLAEAL LLL LAA AALAL AAA A LA MP SEEBSPSBE I SEP SPPPIE POL IIPaLEEDO LLL H. VISIIIIIL TDIIIILIIO IIL G, os MAKE THIS AN ELECTRICAL CHRISTMAS These Gifts Aré Practical et ee The Coffee Maker is easy to ep- erate. Simply put ‘your coffee in the upper vessel and water in the lower vessel—and for- get it. The Mixmaster is a perfect kitchen aid. supply your hot water require- ments throughout your heme. 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