The Key West Citizen Newspaper, April 4, 1947, Page 3

en him. ; “Coulter didn’t know a instead ; Amos Larabee,” he aerne meCloud. Linda Se ee rot Seale k had spake were the o en gfe be 0 met| about hin. Don’t you see what that means?” “It means that Gentry is just the sort of person Is im jof being.—a cold, unscrupulous es,| money-maker who will = any sort of trickery and crime to|new siwmming ? “Sounds wonderful,” Linda te.” get what he wants.” “Her eyes became the clear mir-| _ “But you haven’t met him, Lin-|agreed with enthusiasm. Jeff felt “blue ‘of ‘lake water. “You|da. 1 tell you the man simply/a twinge of surprise at her atti- mean that: Amos - is—| doesn’t seem like that type.” tude, then tried to accept the in dead?” |: “You can’t go by appearances/tation with equal cordiall ty,’ but any mote, Jeff, that theory has|he was unable to keep.the cool- ness of his thoughts from cree ing into his tone of voice. G surp Monica pulled up her coat collar with an exaggerated gesture.. “Brrr,” she mocked. “And I thought this was a hot day!” After they had driven on, Linda smiled at Jeff. “You’re not very good at hiding your feelings, are ou? “Afraid not.” His voice was still frosty. “But you certainly sound- ed as if you meant to accept Gentry’s offer.” _ “I did. After all, Gill and Mon- ica are not responsible for their father’s actions. ... . It would be a shame to spoil Gill’s good time by refusing him friendship .when there are so few young people around here.” Jeff’ lips thinned: to a tight line. “Especially when, Gill Gentry is a g ‘ooking guy with plenty of: what it takes,” he added sar- ery . “Yes, he is, very good looking.” “Considering your. opinion of his father I shuuld think it would He nodded soberly, “Dead. w a neat round bullet hole thro temple.” 4 ; “Oh Jeff, I’m so sorry.” ' “So am I. Sorry that a clean, de- cent, harmless old fellow who lived by the code of an honest man should. meet a violc:.: death because of my thoughtlessness and stupidity.” \praising, but they’re not deceitful. Linda’s hand relinquished the|And neither was he.” reins and crept to her throat, For} Linda stiffened slightly in the a moment she seemed unable to|saddle. “Well, I can assure you, speak: “Then it was murder?” | Jeff, that Dad and I haven’t men- "*Yes, The police don’t seem to|tioned your affairs to anyone.” think so, but after a few tests Ij “Of course not, Linda, I trust believe they'll come around to my | you both implicitly. It was Gentry way of figuring. Whitey Evans, a|—there’s no other conclusion. But friend of mine, is going to mailjit contradicts. all my theories me a report as soon as he gets the| about the man. Besides, he was ‘facts.”. certainly making a point of giv- ‘She reached over and touched|ing me a hint about the mala- ‘his arm briefly. “Jeff, I'm so chite, Why would he go out of his sorry, I kriow that in a way it’s aj] way to do that if he wanted my personal loss for you.” 1k property badly enough to’ have “Oh Lord, Linda, I was such. aj0old_Amos .Larabee murdered?” fool! Such a fool! If I’'d only kept} “Perhaps he’s a sadist.” my mouth shut Amos would be: : ve today. And-yet it never oc-|’"T‘HEY fell silent, each ponder- curred to me—it still doesn’t seem ing the implications of the old L : . "| prospector’s death. Past the de-|be a little hard to accept his hos- file the desert spread out before|Pitality.” , them, a vast mesa covered with|, “Didn’t you ever hear that the blue-gray of smoke trees, the there $ more than one way to skin red and white of octillo and sotol,}a cat?” : : the fresh verdancy of vari-ton _Jeff didn’t answer and a. mali- cacti, colors that within a month|cious twinkle lingered in Linda's would revert to the dull greens ores, but she spurred her mare and browns that resulted from|ahead and Jeff saw only the firm scorching unremittent heat. Ajstraight line of her ack. He \ idust cloud to the south of them |frowned, wondering at the strange men he dealt with, Jeff decided |igrew larger. inner dismay that seemed to have ainst all unnecessary risks. The} “Here comes the Gentry sta-|&tipped him. must not become involvedition wagon.” Linda said and they.s (Te be continued) over. Some of the kindest, nicest people in the world look like} crooks and vice versa.” “Maybe, but I've found that that old bromide about the ‘eyes being the mirrors of the soul’ usually rings pretty true, Gentry’s eyes are shrewd. and clever and ap- e— A series of puckers appeared between her level brows. sits “I'm afraid I don’t under- stan Xs d. eee He increased Star’s pace as they entered the defile where Brasher had taken a shot at him; Linda’s mare was forced to a fast canter to keep up with the gelding. Now that he knew the calibre of the } Easter 15 ONE OF “THE MOST | UNIVERSAL OF ALL OCCASIONS. fT 1s OBSERVED IN MANY LANDS IN SoME ITALIAN CITIES A TRADITIONAL RITE 15 THAT OF BLESSING THE EASTER CANDLE. AFTER IT 15 BLESSED, THE CANDLE IS USED TO LIGHT A HUGE FIRE OF STICKS IN FRONT OF THE CHURCH. CHURCHGOERS THEN TAKE THE STICKS HOME TO LIGHT THEIR HOUSEHOLD FIRES -| FRENCH PARENTS V Ae CoH TAKE THEIR CHILDREN Ji INTO THE GARDEN A ON EASTER EVE TO WATCH “THE BELLS Fly BACK FROM ROME “ WHILE THE YOUNGSTERS SCAN THE SKIES, THEIM ELDERS SCATIER ‘| COLORED EGGS AND [=> ow “| CANDY ON THE GROUND J =" THE STREETS ON EASTER EVE WITH LIGHTED CHINESE LANTERNS BOBBING ON STICKS. AS ACLIMAX TO THE EVENING, THEY GATHER IN “THE MARKET PLACE FOR PANCING : (ame) . In BRITTANY, acter. RETURNING FROM HIGH MASS ON EASTER SUNDAY, FARMERS DISTRIBUTE COLORED EG6S AMONG THE POOR CHILPAEN OF THE NEIGHBORHOOD. THE CHILDREN DON THEIR BEST CLOTHES FOR THE OCCASION ANP SING EASTER HYMNS IN AMERICA we ossenve /@ EASTER BY GOING TO CHURCH IN NEW SPRING CLOTHES ANP BY EXCHANGING EASTER lll GREETING CARDS DEPICTING / fiz: COLORFUL SPRINGTIME I FLOWERS AND INSPIRING “mA SCENES FROME SCRIPTURES “ihe OUR WAY OF WISHING ONE ANOTHER, EASTER HAPPINESS a et i er re ee a eS NG —— rn Seiatabeak EE THE LOW D W por their customers to be calm— 'COLORED WOMAN IS pagal on their aide | HELD FOR ASSAULT m— i ; s | Lillian Hines, colored, was ar- ;; In time the truth comes out.) rested last night for allegedly as- HICKORY GROVE |< of the wind is being remov*' saulting a colored man in Pe- ed from the sails of the boys who itronia street, by Constable Jo- I just been reading some news} argufy that the Govt. should get; seph Espinosa. The woman was about Shasta dam. It is not do-| into the electric and dam busi- :jedged in County Jail for a pre- : ; | ness, bigger and bigger. liminary hearing before Peace ing so skookum. It is one of; This Shasta business is accent-| Justice J. Y. Porter, IV. Uncle Samuel’s ventures there in! ing that we just about voted eee California. The boys there, doing! okay last November—when we; Among the attractions in the the job for the Govt., they Say | got skeptical about the Govt. get- | first American vaudeville show that only a huif of the planned | ting too big. Now it is up to us ! were Baby Alice, a midget weigh- kilowatts can’ be furnished until voters to keep our mew con-; ing one and one-half pounds and they get more rain. They forgot | gressman there in Potomac-land, | a stuffed “mermaid.” A few per- to figuxe a drough could happen.! on the beam—and on his own, formances later there was added . And while there is a shortage | platform, the one he got in on. | 4 chicken with a human face at Shasta, the folks running the; Yours with the low down, ' and Weber and Fields, a team of priyate outfit nearby, they sayj« __ JO SERRA. comedians. ss os ~ ”