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

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« er Oe we ere ee Chapter 29 I" WAS the second night of the watch. : After the decision to put a| guard.on the .upper part.of. the river bank, Frawley had taken a turn. Nothing untoward had oc- curred and now Doug Andrews crouched ;near the clearing, his eyes sweeping the dark impena- trable thickets of pine and rhodo- dendron for any suspicious move- ment. . He did not expect any. If the branches of a salal clump quiv- ered, the leaves dancing together in a frenzied exchange of light and shadow, Doug expected it to be a deer or at the worst a cougar. So far it had been. There was no moon but the heavens were brilliant with stars, providing a luminescence almost as revealing as a full moon. Above ous the rim of the dam was a black flat line against the sky. The wall of the dam formed an! inky inverted triangle relieved! only by the frothy cascading plumes that spilled through the slots above. To Doug it seemed that the volume of water had decreas since a month ago when Norway had pointed it out to him. But the roar of sound was not diminished. In fact in his ears it was even louder as it plunged to the river bed without competition from the pulsing machinery that filled the clearing with a chugging mechan- ical vibration during working hours. He and Hardin had spent the noon hour arguing and wondering if they had not taken upon them- ones more than they could cope with. The boss logger felt that the killer, if he were to make another try at obstructing the filling of Larson’s contract, would wait un- til the final night to strike a dis- astrous blow. Doug insisted that would be anti-climactic. It was more likely, he felt, for the man to act while a great part of the logs were still massed at the clearing, and while an explosion would prevent them from getting to the mill. “Maybe we’re on the wron track altogether,” Harden mus me ' t ‘ ' | AP Newsfeatuares 1 iduce “The Yellow ' ifall with two ,Chinese students] | serving as technical advisers. . burgh, received the THE KEY WEST CITIZ TROUBLE SHOOTER _ BY CAMERON DOCKERY worriedly. “Maybe he’s abandoned the dynamite idea and is planning to throw a monkey wrench in the mill machinery.” “I doubt it.” Doug remained unconvinced, _ Hardin was silent, then his ob- Sidiameyes began probing Doug’s again. . “We've taken a lot on ourselves, Andrews. We'rd pretty certain who it is but suppose he catches onto cur set-up and does his dirty work anyway! Maybe it would be wiser to go to old Larson with what we know.” “But we have no real proof!” Dong protested. “It’s just guess- work. It might still be coinci- dence that makes it all fit to- gether so neatly.” “Damned convincing coinci- dence!” Hardin remarked. “And this way we are responsible for the whole future of the Larson company. If we fail it’s almost nigga to mean they’ll have to ou ” Doug nodded soberly. ... “Yes, we've bitten off a large chunk of liability all right. I hope we can handle it. We'll be in- competent bunglers if we don’t though—there’s only one of him as far as we know and about ten ed} of us.” For Doug and Hardin had made other plans of their own. Posted in strategic spots on either side of the river were El- mo, Charlie, Thorsen, Ollie Peder- sen and six others. Their sentry posts extended all the way down to where White Rapids widened sufficiently so that a dynamite blast would do inconsequential damage. Doug had given them their orders and armed them with shrill toy police whistles he’d purchased in Queet’s Inlet. He hoped the climax if there was to be one would come tonight. There were no reliefs for the ten loggers and sleepless nights and strenuous daytime logging were incompatible. Glancing briefly at his service watch Doug noted it was ten- fifty. There was no wind. The giant evergreens reaching sky- ward were as stiff and unmoving as artificial trees. On the down slope-to the river a few remain- ing shrubs tossed restlessly and continually, caught in the up- draft from the falls, ow ties... ‘also light by small batteries. TEENEWS Iowa State College will pro- Jacket” this of Pitts- 1947 Hu- Suzanne Weller, 14, EEN-AGERS now have their ™a@ne Act Award at the Con- own night club... in At- lenta, that is. Instead of the usual night club fare the cus-; are served sandwiches |*©*4**. s tomers an bich nad already bitten 33 chil, ‘dren arid’ some adults: Site: cap- | and soft drinks. It is a gay, lively spot and the kids love to vention of the American ‘inary Medicai enne’s $100 award came Veter- as the result. of capturing a mad dog flock to it. Jitterbug murals ‘tured the dog, which also had bit- decorate the walis and there ig {ten her, and iocked it in an empty ne en nn a ee | Association. Suze! ey AP Newsfeatures Doug got out his pipe, debated lighting et and returned it to his pocket with reluctant rs. He sat back, hunching himself on an unpeeled log yet to be dragged in by the spar tree, He didn’t know when the prickling sensation be- gan. 3 bad aor vee im as fightina, ing during a ungle et now he tried . Sheu it off e had heard nothing. ie Then suddenly it was too strong to be ignored. He turned swiftly just as the blow fell catching him — behind the ear! His last impres- sion was of the cool earthy wet-_ ness of the fores! reaching up te embrace him. 4 “you all right, boy?” The husky strength of g familiar voice brought Doug back to consciousness. “Mister Larson!” «: Sven nodded, his bushy brows came together anxiously. “How do you feel?” ; Doug winced but got to his feet. He was wearing a thick knitted woolen cap which had softened and partly deflected the blow. Except for a throbbing pain be- hind his ear he was all right. He peered at Sven uncertainly. For a moment the wild spine-chillin, thought that he and Hardin ha been all wrong in their conjec- tures made him sway and grope dizzily for the support of a tree trunk. Suppose their whole theory was mistaken and Old Larson himself was somehow responsible for the “Larson Luck!” ; The firm timber of Sven’s voice removed his doubts. “I followed him here, Andrews. I was right behind him but I could not pre- vent what happened. He could have made an excuse then—said he mistook you for the murderer.” “It couldn’t be helped, sir,” Doug seconded. “It had 4o hap- pen.’ ; “We must follow him quickly.” Sven’s tone was urgent. ' “Hardin is watching on the other side, sir.” “That is -good,” Larson ap- proved, then suddenly his voice shook with excitement. His gnarled finger pointed upward to- ward the lake. Beaprgen ope ausines py Poona ra sky a man crept along walk of the dam! (To be continued) i ajamas come wi § Mitte tommie c "This Hurts Me little tommie coats to match . +The Jacksons have become wild on the subject of electric light . Some of the pigeons. wear flowers in the hair which It Does You! | More Than \ i | } ] ' ‘ ! “te to } Ewse & etee iy io Perryman’ ‘reached’ ‘into ‘ a ‘tree for a switch to punish his json, Buddy. He stirred up a 'hornet’s nest. The hornets stung cate: a 50-cent minimum charge at/school room until authorities ipnim on beth hands. Buddy's er- | were notified. P rors were forgotten. | Food For Thought . .. Study-} Americans own an average of jing can be made lots easier if a ‘sweet snack is available while ‘the brain is at work. Homemade |fudge or butterscotch are good 'oick-me-ups in enegy value. Or | two radio sets per family. ;syrup to make four tall glasses ‘of iee cream soda. Add scoop of 14 ge ice cream to each glass and fill iif you really feel ambitious, make : elapse ; ef ri ‘with ice cold sparkling water. ia tray of ice cream in the refrig- ‘Yum, you'll say. % mes cream soda and cracker session. |Add a cup of double strength (You may write Vivian Brown ‘coffee and your regular ice cream ‘recipe and freeze. Then mix 1 1-2 cups strong cold coffee, 1-2 cup !in care of this paper about néws | light cream, 1-2 cup light corn of your own gang.) a a a ee ee the club, The Green Derby, which is open from 8 to 11:30, p.m. Fifteen kids started the. club which attracts about 150; on a Saturday night—and now | it is really making money. Wouldnt it be slick if other | voung people could organize sim- | ilar attractive headquarters for, their evenings out? The Atlanta | kids organized it, backed by Ju- | nior Achievement, because they | wanted a place where ‘‘a nice boy | could take a nice girl dancing in- | | | ' is Guaranteed PURE | Place Your Refrigeration stead of just riding around.” a“ . ° . -If you. like radio programs maybe you can get your local ra- | dio station interested in having a special teen-age broadcast like one in which kids of Houston, on @ Tex., participate. The show is, ; written and produced by experi- | REAL ICE enced radio men. who know what the kids like, and the heps | and You Will Get GUARANTEED Refrigeration Service really pack the studio. Fre-,; is More Economicall It Is PURE Healthy and Safe quently, talented teen-agers are given an opportunity to appear on the show ... and they love , it. REAL ICE Fashion Notes . . .Newest pa- | Thompson Enterprises, Ine. cloth with a pattern of little | disks. The kids will love them! fov afterclass jam or cram ses- iamas for back-to-school teen- agers are made of cotton broad- | (ICE DIVISION) : KEY WEST. FLA. PHONE NO. 6 on. Pr * =e - Genser ere Rr RE A EE

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