The Key West Citizen Newspaper, April 24, 1951, Page 6

PaGe six ARNEY GOOGLE AND SNUFFY SMITH HEE H0000, IT BE OU GRANNY CREEPS !! I FETCHED YORE ge SUPPER ead Key Wasa Cir taun By Fred Lasswell LAND O' GOSHEN !! Y THAT'S TH' FUST TIME fae es (N TWENTY YEARS Y HE AIN'T SNATCHED TH' VITTLE BUCKET TH’ SECONT I E | HEE-HOOOED J SWOW !! tuem BLACK-EYED PEAS SHORE SMELL SCRUMPTIOUS, UGH! MAN WHO LISTEN To WOMAN IS BIG FOOL/ DEPART, SQUAW PAPOOSE! ¥ SHAKE, CHIEF! | [ YouR DAUGHTER \ BUT DON'T BREAK] [TELLS ME THAT... MY KNUCKLES! GREETINGS, O MIGHTY CHIEF BiG BEAR! WE SHAKE HANDS, TOO! LIKE PALERACE COW- POKES, EH? GREETINGS, O GREAT CABALLERO, KID OF CISCO! ETTA KETT JusT WAIT IN HIS STUDY,’ TLL TELL HIM Vou WILL LOVE ME For P ALWAVS 2 =I M'MEAN, RANDALL IN ? WE WANT HIM TO MARRY uS/ By Chapter 30 AFTER he departed Craig watched Ray and Joe covert- ir gaze when rose from their cols and crossed the floor r Craig debated whether to the battery of paralysis ray pistols of his group on the two girls at once or wait. He decided to wait until Nelva and Nancy were off guard during the first moments of meeting Ray and Jo moment Nelva put her m Craig decided As one, tons rose, “Now,” he muttered. he and his three com drawing out their paralysis pis- ls, and pointed them at the four in the booth twenty feet away. As Craig pressed the stud of his pisto the four figures be- come shadowy and stz as across the room, taking a small, compact ob- ject from his pocket as he ran to the now empty booth. When he reached it he laid the object on one of the seats where the. four had been sitting and pulled a pin. The object was deceptive look- ing. It was a small bomb, able to follow an induced time stream and explode when it met solidity. It was his ace in the hole, guar- i..teed to follow Nelva to what- ever time she went and destroy her. He waited for it to vanish on its pursuit. Instead, it remained there. Craig leaped back in alarm, re- alizing that at the end of ten sec- onds its fuse would become acti- vated in preparation detonation, and if it were not gone in time it would blow up right there. His thoughts were strugglin, with the problem even as he trie to escape the blast. Why hadn’t the bomb followed the four? How had they all vanished without benefit of time travel equipment? ‘The blast caught him and flung him backward into people seat at tables. He lost consciousness. Whe he came to, the sound of sirens dying down outside was the first thing he became aware of. ntly he TIME TRAP PUESDAY. ROG PHILLIPS APRIL 24, 1941 He lay quietly, exploring himself in search of injury. When he fin- ally moved a little, tentatively, he decided he hadn’t been hurt— probably just knocked out by the explosion or by hitting a table. He went over to the shambles that had been the booth. There was little left. At his back he heard the screams of the injured. The police joined him quickly. “Look,” Craig said urgently to the officer in charge, showing him his badge of authority in his bill- fold. “Keep everyone away from this spot where the explosion oc- curred, and get me back to town as quickly as possible. I’ve got to report to Vargian headquarters at once.” The badge brought. immediate action. Fl hoeseck before they entered the city limits he managed to get through to Vargian headquarters and tell them briefly the outcome of their attempt. Fiften minutes later he was at the foot of the table around which the Vargians sat, gravely listen- ing and questioning him. “You say the tracer bomb just stayed there?” one of them asked. “That's correct,” Craig said. “There can be only one explan- ation,” another said slowly. “It also accounts for our not being able to locate Nelva during all the time we've searched for her. She’s discovered some field of reality. we haven’t as yet reached with our own devices.” Suddenly every voice in the room stilled. A panel on the wall had come to life. On it was the face that looked down on the people all over the city from the hun- dreds of monitored spyscreens, the face of Vargia, the Queen. Only in this screen it was not still, but alive. _ As one man everyone present in the room stood and bowed, re- maining that way. Vargia looked out at them over the two way television, her face a mixture of temperaments, as her nature had always been since birth. “So you ALMOST caught her,” her voice said quietly. She noted with apparent satisfaction the trembling of shoulders of these leaders, and of Craig. Craig, she knew as a Vargian noble who. be- cause he was been denied er sisters, e the leader- cussions, “Why didn’t before she had a ch those two from 19 you? The best hoped for then escape—to try object of aff nothing. again to reach her . Now there's erhaps a faint alm of physics ut.” other chances,” “With him she to ry out e er when xcept § into ar we know nothing a Vargia said. “Her plans don’t end on a stupid savage from half a century ago. 's obvious to me that she’s fallen in love with him. He was the best bait you'll ever e to catch her —and she got ay with him. Bah!” “I have incurred your displeas- ” Craig said woodenly. Vargia said coldly. argians in the room raised their eyes expectantly, and watched’ in fascination as they sav Craig draw out his ray tube and change the adjustment to “lethal.” His face was pale as he raised the tube to his forehead. His finger whitened on the fire stud. But suddenly one of the Var- gians jumped toward him. ex- citedly. At the same instant Craig’s ray tube flew from his grasp, it flew through the air to the Vargian, and Ray Bradley materialized beside Craig, reach- ing toward him, to grasp his arm and draw him across into the i-time stream. The Vargian fumbled hastily to reset the ray intensity to half strength, then turned it on Ray, freezing his muscles, Ray tried to take his finger from the switch in his pocket so he could vanish. He couldn't, Sweat stood out on his forehead from the effort. The Vargian, his eyes flashing with excitement, held the par= alysis ray on him steadily, (To be continued) POPEYE, THIS 1S NO TIME To EAT SPINACH! WE MUST REPAIR THE TRU AFTER You Puts THE NUTS AN! BOLTS ON WIT’ THE WRENCH, | WiLL TIGHTEN ‘EM. WIT! ME a VLL HOLD HER IN SECOND REVERSE, POPEYE, YOU ROUGH LANDING DID ANY DAMAGE! BRINGING UP OUR NEW NEIGHBOR LIPSTAIRS IS MR. STAN DLIPANSING -THE ORERAETAR-I'M ANXIOUS.TO. MEET HIM-I THINK I'LL SING! HELL HEAR AND WANT TO KNOW. WHO IS SINGING ANSWER THE ‘DOOR FT HAVE AN IDEA THAT MAY BE HIM / IT WAS THE JANITOR- HE ‘SAID THE MAN UPSTAIRS WANTS THAT RACKET DOWN HERE TO STOP! I HOPE IT ISN'T ONE OF YOUR RELATIVES! 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