The Key West Citizen Newspaper, August 15, 1947, Page 3

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THE KEY WEST CITIZEN RS SRR eee “CE Sree SNR AGE wt sateen steer naes TROUBLE SHOOTER BY CAMERON DOCKERY Chapter 4 | logging camps the proficiency of the cook can almost make or break the men. After working all day in invigorating air they are ravenous and good food sends’! them to the bunkhouse physical- ly satisfied and mentally con- tented with the logger’s lot, while poor meals set them to grumbling and watching other outfits with a speculative eye. Ollie Pedersen was one of the best but even his. carefully lanned and executed meals were nding it cee going against the atmosphere of gloom that the men brought in with them. When someone did speak to ask for more bread or stew, the others stared at him as though he had made some startling an- nouncement. Only Hardin seemed free from the pall of gloom. Doug caught him b ype the other men as though calculating their degree of depression. As the meal progressed, a frown of worry joined the net- work of deep wrinkles creasing Ollie’s forehead. “Where’s Nor- way?” he said to Hardin. “Up at the new section with Elmo and Charlie. Said they’d be late—they’re breaking out cable for a new spar tree. Keep some food hot for them, will you?” Ollie looked offended. “Say I been camp cook for ten year. You think I got no sense?” Hardin’s mouth twitched. “I don’t know. . . . Have you?” : Ollie waved a bread knife. “Why ain’t you up there? You’re supposed to be the logging boss.” } pb] “Damn you, Ollie! Are you try- ing to tell me how to run my job? Ed Frawley is up there in charge. If those men don’t know how ‘to manage a block and tackle now, they’re no good as loggers!” “Well it don’t hurt to ask, does it?” Ollie said stubbornly. Hardin’s grin was vindictive. ‘Don’t worry, you'll get your precious Norway back intact.” Though Ollie reddened and re- turned to the kitchen the remark seemed to break the tension and some of the men laughed. A gieam of triumph grew in Har- a SR hn | din’s somber pupils, he turned to | Doug expansively— ; “Norway must be a relative of Paul Bunyan’s,” he explained. “He’s a big Scandinavian giant and he and Ollie are inseparable. They look like Mutt and Jeff to- gether.” : “Who is Ed Doug nodded. Frawley?” “He’s part owner of this outfit; old Sven Larson’s step-grandson —Miss Larson’s half-brother.” This must be the same Ed that Elsa Larson had said was taking her place in the office. The guy certainly got around. “Is he a logger?” Doug asked, “I under- stood from something Miss Lar- son said that he managed the of- fice.” Instantly he saw he’d made a mistake. The eyes Hardin turned on him were cold and sus- Picious. “You know Miss Larson?” Doug decided to pass it off as lightly as possible. “She nearl killed me,” he said. “She mistoo me for a cougar and clipped a tree about three inches from my ear.” Hardin looked only slightly mollified. Too bad she missed his eyes said, but he managed “She’s a pretty good shot, you’d better steer clear of her when she’s got a gun.” Dpeovs caught a couple of the loggers exchanging looks and guessed that Hardin must regard Elsa Larson as his private prop- erty. He found himself wondering if the sentiment was returned. As their eyes met in a hostile inter- change the whistle on the donkey engine up the mountain began to ow. mene. stiffened. The ominous sound brought back all the latent fears of his earlier years in the timber. The frantic screaming toot could mean only one thing— someone had been hurt! Hardin began to swear,—a steady convincing stream of log- ger’s oaths that spoke for all of them. Then he walked to the wall| fit. telephone. A clicking sound in- {formed Dough that it must be directly connected with the Lar- son house. Hardin’s voice was cold jand unemotional. “Elsa? Hear the whistle? You’d better get down here fast!” Several Young Artists To Take Partin USO Summer Music Recital Next Veek The Little. Theatre Group of the Jackson Square USO have | completed all arrangements for } its summer recital, ‘Music To | Remember”, to be presented on \ the Patio of the club, Tuesday, ; August 19. Invitations have been sent out to the various Civie Or- ganizations of the city and an invitation also extended to} those o fthe community who ap- j preciate classic and semi-classical | music. The recital will feature several ! of the out standing young sing- | ers of the Island City. Among | them are Barbara Mae Buckley, saprano and student of Mrs. | Bodler, Miss Emma Neal Ayala, ! iS Big Hit At Monroe AP Newsfeatures jing Mrs. Falk’s i Rosetta Collins. Mrs. Falk’s hus- 4 4 9 ; Duel in the Sun’ j band, Capt. Falk of the Merchant , Marine, is in South America but ,expects to rejoin his- family in As he hung up Doug said “Shouldn’t we go up there and give them a hand?” He was sur-~ prised that none of the men had made a move toward the door; they remained seated at the long table syons. each other moodily. Hardin shook his head. “No use. They have a truck up there, they’ll bring him down unless—* He left the sentence unfinished. Unless it was fatal Doug thought, then remembered the loggers would hardly blow the whistle in warning if it were. “Miss Larson has had nursin experience,” Hardin explain and it was evident he had faith in her ability to cope with the situation. A moment later she arrived, a small black bag over her arm, “Grandad is down at the mill, he doesn’t know unless he heard the whistle. Who is it?” “Elmo, Charlie, Norway and your brother are up there.” Har- din answered. She frowned, then turned as a truck swung into the yard. An enormous blond felow climbed out and helped a shorter man to the ground. The man’s face was white with pain and his left hand hung limp. As he started forward he fainted and the giant picked rac up as lightly as a bundle of wigs. . “Carry him into the bunk- house, Norway,” Elsa directed. “What happened?” “Cable snapped and whipped against his hand. I think some of his fingers is broke, Miss Larson.” “Don’t bring him to then,—I’ll set them while he’s still uncon- scious.” She picked up her bag and went after them. Doug wanting to help and forgetful of Hardin hurried after her. When she noticed him her lips set in a rue- ful half-smile. “This isn’t a very good first impression you're getting, Doug, I hope it won’t make you change your mind about joining our out- “It'll take more than this to scare me off,” he assured her. Hardin had followed them inte the bunkhouse but neither of them saw his face turn a dull angry red. {To be continued) | FORMER RESIDENT RETURNS Mrs. Raiph Falk and four chil- dren, of Bayonne, N.J., are visit- mother, Mrs. October. Mrs. Falk is the former “Duel in the Sun” more than [Miss Nathalie Thompson. lived up to expectations in a mul- titude of ways as it made its de- lbut at the Monroe Theatre yes- terday, as it will be today and Sat- {urday. A dramatic Technicolor saga of the Texas Panhandle dur- | ing the 1880's. ‘‘Duel in the Sun” has a terrific impact. It is a tre- mendously evciting photoplay it is spectacular in every way. It’s |Scene at the lout in this filmic saga, which rises, to great heights dramati- cally. There’s the spectacular scene where the land baron’s men line up to oppose the immigrant inva- sion of the railroad—and there is {the wonderfully colorful fiesta sprawling Texas the story of huge and tremendous jrench. nee, ite Tune mat chal human conflict. The story tells of ;ting, in which all the grand em- ‘a land baron, his devoted but un- | bellishments possible to Techni- whose voice has been trained by ihappy wife, his two sons, one of color photography, lush sets and Elizabeth Wysor of the Martha Washington College of Virginia. For the past year Miss Ayala } has been studying voice at the | Florida State College for Women at Tallahassee. Miss Ayala is a mezzo soprano. } Two of the brightest stars of | the Theatre Group will also be | on hand, namely Diana Ohmic, | coloratura soprano, and _ Louis | | i Anastasio, youthful baritone, from the Boca Chica Air Base. Key West’s outstanding pianist, Miss Beatrice Moreno, will also present several numbers. She majored in music at the Convent of Mary Immaculate and holds | a degree from the Julliard School | of Music in New York City. This will be Miss Moreno’s last ap- | pearance in the city before leav- | ing with her family for Spain, | where she is planning to continue | her music studies. | A program of the numbers se- | lected for the evening’s recital | will appear in this paper at a date. COMEDY SET FOR. MONDAY AT CENTER! later Mrs. Mary McKnight will pre- | sent “The Country Schoolhouse” | a comedy,.at St. Mary Parish Center on Monday, August 18, at 8 p.m. with a cast of talented CYC members, under NCCS au- spices. The entertainment will include an additional program and dance numbers. Tickets may be ob- | tained upon request from Rev. | J. H. Johnson, S. J., at St. Mary’s | Rectory, and from CYC members at the Parish Center, and mem- |} bers of the cast. RANGERS AID U. S. OLYMPIANS | LAKE PLACID, N. Y.—(AP).— | | weak character, the other of ,Stunning costumes, are on view. :strong will and purpose—and of ! The musical score by Dimitri a half-breed girl who comes to | Tiomkin is a valuable adjunct to live with them. ithe over-all importance of “Duel All the hate and love and fear jin the Sun.” His music is melo- of the pioneers who settled the Old West are forcefully brought Cee {dious and it even heightens the {dramatic effect of many of the important scenes. “GIVE ME KEY WEST? You can have California and her roses; I give you Arizona, too— Give me Key West and the Conchs with the rock-surrounded blue. You can have the State of Texas with her saddles and her boots— seas Route. gypsy queens— 'But give me Key West and the Conchs with the beautiful Over- | 1 give you little New Mexico with her silver trinkets made for Just give me Key West and the Conchs with grits and grunts and beans. You can have Louisiana with her sugar-cane so sweet— Give me Key West and the Conchs and the island you can’t beat. me. Just give RINTING in. 13 Hey > “e Arima Press | You can have Mississippi with Biloxi-by-the-sea— Just give me Key West and the Conchs—that’s good enough for | You can have Alabama, tho’ that's pretty close to home— me Key West and the Conchs and never will I roam. —JEAN MINTZER. Our prices are consistent with our quality work on all types of printing. Pub- lications, stationery, office forms, invitations, adver- tising, others, _ The New York Rangers will stage , Greene and Ann Streets a benefit hockey game with the?» | eh two farm teams furnishing the | Phone 51 opposition early in October at Lake Placid, with the proceeds to! go to the U. S. Olympic bobsled | squad, . i ‘ ass Agen ee

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