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

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THE KEY WEST CITIZEN. er eee eee ce i a ee a a Dear Susan Broum Chapter 24 queen burst into a gale of laughter and John glared at her. “But it’s funny, John. I can’t help laughing.” Then her face sobered and she added, “It’s a little pathetic too. Poor Jack Mansfield! It must be terrible to be just a yes-man.” “Okay,” John muttered. “If you think it’s so funny, why don’t you keep on laughing? You weren't there, so you didn’t get the brunt of it. Steve and Mrs. Tremont and I got that. We took all sorts of insults. ’d have torn Reed apart with my hands if Steve hadn’t stopped me.” Susan frowned. “Then it was really serious? It must have oeen dreadful.” John nodded his head vigor- ously. “You said it. And you still don’t know the half of it. We no more than got Reed calmed down when the Murchison dame began to act up. She dashed upstairs to see if any of her precious doo- dads were missing.” “But of course they weren't,” said Susan with false gaiety. “Of course they were,’ mut- tered John. “It was just another tempest in a teapot, I suppose? “That’s what it turned out to be. But it was pretty foul while it lasted.”” John took a hand off the steering wheel long enough to mop his perspiring brow. “She was minus a diamond bracelet, so she said. Swore she'd left it on the basin in her bathroom—a heck of a place to leave diamonds, I'd say. We all but tore the plumbing apart !tooking for it. We managed to keep her from accusing any of the guests, so she compromised on_ accusing Mrs. Tremont and me. Gosh, she’s a shrew!” “And I hope you slapped her silly faee good and hard!” ex- claimed Susan, thoroughly in sympathy with John but secretly glad that Linda Murchison had shown her true colors. ——— his chest out and was suddenly the very soul of virtue. “I never strike a woman, Susie—well, almost never. Any- how, the bracelet was found. eee a ee | Daughter to McCullohs - | Lieutenant (jg) and Mrs. M. L.! McCulloh announce the birth of | a daughter at 7:51 a. m., on Aug- ust 2 in the Key: West Naval Hospital. The newcomer weigh- ed seven pounds 10 ounces. i Lieutenant McCulloh is ee bursing officer at the hospital. | THE LOW DOWN | HICKORY GROVE When I was in the city recent- like, I run into my friend Ed— Ed helps run a bank there—and | he says to me, Josephus, he says, you believe in private enterprise and you scribble on same kinca frequent, why not tell the folks how the private enterprise sys- tem and the “profit and loss” sys- tem are the same. There is noth- ing free about enterprise, he says, except the right to try your skill at something you think you can make a go of—and if you choose to work a little harder, you gotta chance to profit, also you gotta | chance to lose. Emphasize that, he says, that you gotta a chance to lose. And while on the same trip, I visited a telephone feller, and we drifted onto the same subject. Did you know, he says, that we have around 31. million fones here in the U. S., while in all the rest of the earth where there is but little private enterprise, and the Govt, runs the works, in- cluding the fones, that there are | only 21 million instruments all told? There is something for you to tell your readers, he says, if you have any. In _ other coun- tries, this fone gent says, where the Govt. is the cock-o-the-walk, you wouldn’t have any chance vour ownself either. Your essays he says, you couldn’t pop-off as | you do. That was getting pretty close to home—and my meal ticket. He savs an earfull, that telephone gent. Yours with the low down. JO SERRA. INDUCEMENTS Three inducements to speed un | the rate of re-enlistments in the Navy include re-enlistment leaves, travel pay, mustering-out pay and other benefits immedi- ately after they agree to re-en-| list, according to the Navy De- partment. Men may take advan- tage of the offer as long as six months in advance of the expira- | tion of their first enlistment peri- od. Motor vehicles scrapped in the } United States in 1925 had an av-} erage accumulated mileage of 95 "BO miles « hi ile these scr ‘appe oa an 1945 had averazed 85,005 A71es By Caroline Hall Steve had the presence of mind to phone her apartment _ this morning, and the maid said it AP Newsfeotures must have been quite an ordeal last night—what,with Linda and Alan acting up, and me walking was right there on the dresser, | out.” where Murchison had left it. Gee, can that female complicate things!” “And you say I complicate things,” Susan reminded him.. “I'll crown vou yet, John Bates.” But she smiled as she said it, then added quite seriously: “It’s a darn shame. Maybe it’s just as well I wasn’t there. ’m: sure I’d have clawed her eyes out when she jumped on poor Mrs. Tremont. I’m sorry I wasn’t there. I always did like a good fight.” “That’s just the trouble with you, Susie. Why a man goes nuts about you is more than I can understand. You’re too impulsive, too hot-headed.”. “Oh. Look who’s talking! Any- how, I’m glad [Im going back. Oniy I do hope Steve isn’t too mad at me, and that Mrs. Tre- mont is not—er—indisposed.” “Oh, Steve’s not mad at you.” John himself seemed a little mad now, for no good reason. “You should have seen how he carried on last night when he discovered you were gone. He’d have called out the Missing Persons Bureau if I hadn’t been so quick on the triggeg and thought up an alibi. a little more, and he’d have burst out crying.’ “Steve Geffis?” cried Susan. “Now you're joking again.” A quick glance at her com- panion told her that he was not joking. There was a slight edge in his voice when he said: “The guy’s in love with you, baby—or didn’t you know?” Susan caught her breath. Mrs. Tremont had said precisely the same thing. If only it were true, she thought. But of course it couldn’t be. “He can’t be,” she said softly. “The other night when he kissed me I thought maybe he was—but, oh, he just can’t be.” John did not speak for a mo- ment, His eyes were glued to the highway in front of them and Susan could not read his expres- sion. It surprised her to see that his jaw was set in a hard line and that his hands on the steering wheel were trembling a little. “Poor John,” she thought. “That PURE | Place You ‘Ss PHONE NO. 8 —— INALLY he spoke, but he did not look at her. “So he can’t be in love with you, eh? And I suppose you can ’t be in love with him either?’ Her lips formed the word “No,” but she could not lie to John. His unfailing loyalty deserved some- thing better than that—never mind the cost to her pride. “Yes,” she said, “I do love him. I’ve loved him ever since I came to work on,the magazine.” “Okay. I figured you loved him. But—well, somehow I had to hear you say it, baby.” “And he’s always so matter of : fact and businesslike with me,” Susan wailed. “How can you say he loves me?” John looked at her now, and the grin on his face had all the earmarks of the real] thing. “Some men are like that—the dopes. I was just telling Steve last night that he was a fine one to be run- ning a love magazine. Good grief, he needs to write to a love col- umn himsclf!” “I still don’t: believe it,” said Susan. They drove along in silence for a while. Then John said: “You ask about Mrs. Tre- mont. You were worried about her.” Susan nodded. “Well, I’m a little worried about her too. She was such a good scout last night that Steve and I got big-hearted - this morning, and presented her with a bottle of her favorite wine. After what she went through, we figured | the old gal had it coming to her.” “You mean maybe she’s—” “I mean maybe she’s drunk,” said John. coming out with the word which they had so carefully avoided up until then. “That’s why I was in such a hurry to. pick you up and get back.” “Then we had better hurry. Step on it, John.” John needed no further en- couragement. They were out of the traffic now and on the open road, so he took advantage of it. He waited only to flash Susan a reassuring grin, then stepped on the gas—but hard. 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