The Key West Citizen Newspaper, July 11, 1947, Page 3

| eepmennenmenenmmenntimnemedzasentainemanameetmmmnaaieentaattibeetientmmenstimmanenaenna THE KEY WEST CITIZEN ‘ Chapter 4 UST as John Bates had said, Mrs. Tremont was a lady of considerable poise and dignity, although she was not precisely what Susan would have called “motherly.” She was wearing a coat-dress of sheer navy blue crepe, obviously a survivor from more affluent days. It was a little threadbare, but the material was of excellent quality, and her ac- cessories were spotl:ssly white. “I’m so sorry I’m late,” he said, holding out ner hand. “You’re Mrs. Tremont, of course. It would have served me right if you hadn’t waited, but 1 hope you'll forgive = me. a Mrs. Tremont accepted the apol- ogies with a graciousness that made Susan all the more ashamed of herself. She had yet to learn that Cora Tremont, for all her estimable qualities, had a peculiar faculty for making people feel guilty. “The position is yours, Mrs. Tremont. That is, if you feel you want it. We—we’ll try to make it as pleasant for you as possible.” “’'m sure you will, my dear,” said the woman, and smiled so engagingly that Susan was in- stantly disarmed. Mrs. Tremont needed no re- hearsals in the art of being a host- ess, and John Bates had taken care of the explanations. The in- terview was simply for the pur- pose of getting acquainted and obtaining Susan’s approval of the woman. “Pll go now,” said Mrs. Tre- mont. “I won’t take up any more of your time. I’m sure I under- stand everything. I’m to report at the Reed estate next Monday and begin getting everything in readi- ness for your guests. I’ll be there; you can depend on it.” “Thanks—oh, thanks! The care- takers will be on hand, of course. If you’ll just see that everything’s in order—you know where the place is, don’t you?” “Yes—yes, of course.” Mrs. Tre- mont lowered her eyes and studied her white-gloved hands as they lay in her lap. “I know the place well, We—we used to own the adjoining estate. I~” Her voice NOW YOU | TELL ONE! (By The Associated Press) BEBemeeeapueseee 8 Who’s Your Tailor; Who’s Your Printer? | SALT LAKE CITY.—(AP).— L. C. Romney, public safety com- | missioner, wrote to Tacoma,| Wash., officials for information| about the city’s taxicab licensing | ordinance. Tacoma replied with the de- sired material and added _ this’ postcript: “We like your official letterhead. We'd like to pattern our new one after it. Any ob- jections?” Elephant Hearts Good For Nightmares JOHANNESBURG.— (AP).— | Elephant hearts are in short supply, and for locust legs you must go to the black market, | but cuttle-fish powder and seal | blubber, claimed to be an ex- cellent remedy for bleeding | nose, are plentiful. Wholesale dealers in South | African native medicines report that elephant hearts, when grated, burnt and inhaled be- | \ i | { } | | fore retiring, make an “infal- lible cure” for nightmares. Locust legs, which are con- sidered essential in the brew- | ing of the best vintages of | native beer, can be found only on the black market. | { | i | However, hippopotamus fat | and the fats of the crocodile, | python, lizard and whale are | still available. | Powdered snake bones are | said to cure a backache, but there are no remedies for tuber- | culosis and diabetes, which are , considered white men’s dis- eases. Evicted, Packs Up House and Moves HAGERSTOWN, Md.—(AP).— | When carpenter Jesse Young got! an eviction notice, he went down cellar and built himself a new | house out of Army surplus trunk | crates. | In two months the story-and- |} ae ie = ee ren et ee By Caroline Hall. broke on something faintly re- sembling a sob. But she lifted her head high, as befitted a lady, and if there were tears in her eyes when she left'the office, they were not too apparent. Susan turned her attention to the letters which a girl had brought in a short while ago. There were twenty letters from each state in the Union, culled from the tremendous volume: of mail inspired by the contest. Each told in eloquent terms of the splendid work being done by merica Loves in solving a na- tion’s emotional preblems. Each told, in five hundred words or less, how Susan’s column had sal- vaged a marriage, or speeded up dormant engagement, or re- habilitated a broken romance, or brought about a better under- standing in a home whose finer relationships had been lost in the exigencies of modern living. She set herself to the task of eliminating all but forty-two of the best entries. “Why, I don’t even remember advising all these people. Most of them are like strangers.” She scanned a neatly typed letter from Lincoln, Nebraska, signed J. How- ard Cranston. and smiled wearily. “T remember this one, though. He’s the one who almost talked himself out of his marriage, till I told him off through the column.” BY seven o’clock, when the lights went out in the outer offices and the night lights came on, Su- san’s eves were burning and her back aching from bending over her desk so long. But she kept doggedly on. She picked up a let- ter written on pink stationery. That would be Bella’s. of course. For some reason or other, Susan felt strangely drawn to this un- known lonely-heart who had found happiness through her col- umn. At least she could remember “Bella,” for there had been any number of grateful letters from the girl. In this one, Bella had written: “I just can’t tell you, dear Miss Brown, how happy I am! And I owe it all to you!!! Believe it or not, Frank and I are getting mar- Broun ~ we eee _AP Newsfeatures 2 - geous estate on Long Island! Won’t you please, dear Miss Brown, make our dream come true. ..: .” Susan blue-penciled ten “dear Miss Browns” and the “fairy god- mother” sentence, then placed Bella’s letter on top of the stack set aside for the judges’ consid- eration. Around ten o’clock, believing that she was alone in the offices, she was a little frightened to hear footsteps outside in the corridor. A moment later her door opened and Steve Gellis. looking unusu- ally handsome in dinner clothes, stood before her. “Why, Susie!” he exclaimed. “I dropped by to pick up some pa- pers and saw your light on. Don’t tell me you're still working?” He seemed genuinely concerned. Susan, painfully conscious of her dishelved appearance, nodded and tried to smile. “I—I had to,” she said, “There’s just not enough time.” “That’s nonsense. Have you had your dinner?” Susan shook her head. “I hadn’t even thought of food,” she con- fessed, laughing a little. He came over to her desk and pushed the stacks of letters aside “Well, you’re going to think about it now. Get your bonnet on, Susie. You’re going out with the boss and get a square meal under your belt. Then you’re going home.” “But the letters—I’m not near- ly through with them. Oh, I couldn’t!” Steve Gellis laughed. and it was a pleasant sound. “To heck with the contest,” he told Susan. “I’m having a friend, Miss Linda Mur- chison, in tomorrow’ morning. She’s to act as one of the judges. Linda and I will go through this mess of mail like a house afire. As a matter of fact, she’ll get quite a kick out of it.” A week ago she would have thrilled at the thought of going out to dinner with Steve Gellis, whatever the hour or the circum- stances; even a moment ago she had been tempted. But now— “Sorry, Mr. Gellis,” she said, “T’ll be going home in a little while, and I’d rather not stop till ried next week! We are hoping to/’m through. Thanks just the spend our honeymoon with you, | same.” our fairy godmother, on that gor-| (To be continued) U.N. Facts and Faces -«-.,+-+.:2 « « COLOMBIA — y WHE a a J Colombia, situated in the extreme northwest ‘of South America, is 448,794 square miles in area and has a populziion of 9,523,200. Co- lombia is bounded by Panama in the north, Venezuela and Bra~il in the east, Ecuador and Peru in the south, and the Pacific Ocean in the w PPyberey est. The country, traversed by three ‘ranges of the Andes, produces various agricultural products as well as valuable minerals. The capital is Bogota. Colombia is a member of the General Assembly and of the Security Council of the United Nations, Her representative on the Council is Dr. Alfense Lopez. Her flag carries three unequal horizontal stripes, ranging yeliow, blue, red from top. tage, the house has two rooms and a bath downstairs with enough space to make _ upstairs rooms. A Doog Emit Saw Dah yb Lla BLOOMINGTON, Ill.—(AP). —The drawcab ytrap is a lot of fun. —< ONE DOZEN Cc S FOR LANE SS ERT _— spelled in reverse. The Friend- ly Circle club sponsored one re- cently. Invitations were written backward, guests wore their garments backward, and the supper began with dessert. Some Babes Smoke | CONSIDER YOUR TYPE ... Be- | fore you buy a bathing suit. | The skinny gal doesn’t look | best in a skin-tight suit. Bare midriiis are not for the fat. EN TE a-half dwelling was ready to be | SALT LAKE CITY.—(AP).— | set up for housekeeping. | Gifts flowed into the Ralph Tan- | When it came time to move,}/nenbaum home after the arrival | Young and a son, Frank, who is| of a baby daughter. One present | a mechanic, loaded the floors,| puzzled the new mother—a glass | walls and other parts of the new cigarette tray. But a card ex-| house onto a truck. , plained it. A San Francisco friend | It took two hours to put the/|had just got around to sending | ; house together. Six more hours/the Tannenbaums a wedding) nc. to put on the finishing touches. /| present, five years after the cere- | Modeled after an English cote mony. THE ARTMAN PRESS ° PRINTING ~The Citizen Building ok "PHONE 51 Key West, Florida a oe es hee 2 oe eee ws ee