The Key West Citizen Newspaper, January 14, 1952, Page 4

Monday, January 14, 1952 4 THE KEY WEST CITIZEN BARNEY GOOGLE AND SNUFFY SMITH elie STE HURRY, DOC, HURRY!!\‘E RON OVER RUSTLE YORE BONES ] TH RIDGE AN THIS VERY INSTANCE !! | (0! q RIDDLES--('LL LEETLE CRICKET, MEET YE OVER |4 Great Moment In Arthur Sawyer Post's History By Fred Lasswell : ITLL GIVE ME » A CHANCET TO FINISH MY SUPPER !! WHAT TH' DING-DONG YE WANT ME TO RUN GIT SNUFFY FER ? DOC PRITCHART!! MY LEETLE CRICKET’S CALLIN’ FER YE,DOC I O, LETS GET INTO IS; COME ON! I'LL RACE YOU THERE! DO You THINK HE CAN HEAR US, HE'S STILL UNCONSCIOUS — SHE--SHE'S-- UH- WAIT, AMIGO! EVEN MY FINE LOCO CAN'T KEEP UP WITH DIABLO! — BUT THE SOUND OF FAMILIAR VOICES MAY GET THROUGH AND “AWAKEN” HIM! KEEP TALKING.” ITS OuR ONLY CHANCE.Y UH-HUH, AND ITS GIVES YOU MIGHTY MESS O° IDEAS, AIN'T T \ HOSSFLEGH THAR, | HIT IT? 5 ow TOOTH. ,_ 4 ~—— "i AFTER WHAT SEEMS LIKE AN ETERNITY --- CHUCKS EYES SLOWLY BEGIN TO OPEN—— GET WELL-AND COME HOME SON WEILL ALL BE TOGETHER BRINGING UP FATHER THE USELESS THINGS THERE / NOW DON'T BACK -- SHUT UP! HOW MANY TIMES HAVET TULO ‘YOU TWANTED YOU TO CLEAN OUT Ti ATTIC? GET RID OF ALL _ om ck f TALK HAVEN'T SAID. GIVE ME A CHANCE TO GIT ME COAT OFF: DO YOU WANT ME TO WEAR 4 YUP, DINAH, OUR ) PLENNY READY a. FER TNIGHTS COACH HAS HUM-M- SHE SAID TO GIT RID OF ANY- THING THAT'S USELESS UP ‘ IT RID OF THE <= MOST USELESS. \ x THING FIRST! __ BUT THISN SEEMS TO UNDERSTAND ‘CEPT FER ONE THING... ALL THEM FANCY PASS S\ PATTERNS HAS GOT US SO FOULED UP WE DONT 1E'N WERE GOIN’ OR AWREADY GECN \ ~AND ON THE OPENIN’ JUMP IF BEAN WILL TIP TH BALL TO OZARK AND SET UP PLAY NUMBER @]. OUR FAST BREAK WILL CATCH EM FLAT-FOOTED AND PUT US OUT IN FRONTS jly pleading for more reward} |senator, born in Salem. Died | July 14, 1850. & rup, Bob Saunders, and C. B. THE LATE CAPTAIN WILLIAM DEMERITT signing the 99-year lease between the City and the Arthur Sawyer Post, American Legion, of the old Country Club, Stock Island. Legionnaires then spent well over $10,000 improving the premises and it is now one of the showplaces of the community. Others in the photo are Roy Hamlin, John Carbonell, M. Ignatius Lester, Vance Stir- Harvey. AP Newsteatures Chapter 26 SEVERAL of his own men had followed him here, and they were helping now—shouting, cre- ating confusion, some of them de- liberately leading off in a wrong direction. As he burst out of the tent, Gentleman Jim had a glimpse of Hathaway. swinging on to a saddled horse, still car- rying Maita like a helpless bundle in his arms. But most of the crowd, as y poured out from the tent, was being beguiled into following the other way. That was what Deal Hathaway wanted—just a little time. Which he wasn’t going to have. There was another horse handy, left by some cowboy who had come to the lecture. Gentleman Jim knew, within an instant after he had hit the saddle, that this cayuse could run. All that he had to do was let it have its head. The horse seemed to feel as he did—that the im- portant thing was to get to Maita as quickly as possible. It was gaining on the doubly burdened cayuse ahead, and Deal Hathaway had to change his plans again. Whatever he had counted on, here was nemesis on his trail. But luck hadn't deserted him, not yet. There was a blur of white at the edge of the road, up ahead. This swiftly resolved itself into the canvas top of a wagon as they swept toward it. An equipage much like the covered wagon which the professor had traveled the country in. and which Gen- tleman Jim had come to this town with. This wagon, as luck would have it. was standing, with a team hitched to it. Hathaway was having his hands full. Maita was not « docile cap- tive. She kicked and clawed and scratched like a fury, and Hath- away. angered, hit her with a cold deliberztion, a blow which rocked her head back and then left her limo in his grasp, knocked cold. Gentleman Jim saw it, and choked and urged his horse to greater speed. But the gambler. like himself, was schooled to cool thinking in emergencies. He headed for the By AL CODY wagon, and lost scarcely a mo- ment in making the transfer when he reached it, jumping.across the wheel and on to it, still with Maita in his arms, allowing his cayuse to run, Then, dumping her on the floor behind the seat, he snatched up the reins, which had been wrapped around the brake bar, and urged the startled team to a trot, and from that to a lum- bering gallop. The delay of this operation had been costly, for Gentleman Jim had halved the distance between them, But now they were out of town, heading on to a road which was new to Gentleman Jim. Now they were far enough out that, with more gun-fire and confusion behind them, a few extra shots would attract no particular atten- tion, add nothing to the hazard for the gambler. He was counting the odds now as coolly as he played a game of cards, with none of the jumpy, nerves which had affected him the night before. The light was poor, only a thin moon and high remote stars blinking through a wrack of broken clouds, but good enough at that distance. Deal Hathaway swung part way around on the wagon seat, his gun lifting. Flame lanced out from it like the thin and wicked tongue of a rattle- snake, Now. the distance between them had almost been wiped out— enough so that, even at an un- certain running target, a gunman like Hathaway could not miss. Gentleman Jim heard the sighing grunt of his straining cayuse, felt it falfer in its stride, and knew that it was going dewn under him. And if he went down with the horse now it would be to defeat. There was a gallant strain in this horse, a will to victory which even death could not spoil. Herit; age of the great blood of Spanish ancestors, of wild horses battling heavy odds to exist. It made one last effort, and that brought it even with the rear of the wagon. As it collapsed. Gentleman Jim flung himself off. and he knew that he had to equal the last spurt of the horse. He was falling short, missing—and then his fingers HANGMAN'S COULEE found the wooden end-gate of the wagon-box, brushing the loose canvas aside, and held fast. His feet struck the ground, run- ning, the wagon jerking him along. For a moment he clu there, then lifted himself ai climbed inside. There was one similarity of this wagon to the professor's, in that both were canvas-topped. There the resemblance ended, and his nose told him sharply what sort this was, .. sheep-herder’s wanes giving quarters on the range. Am odors of sheep and camp were im. pregnated in it. But the herder had driven a good team, They were running at a head- long gallop, and for the moment Deal Hathaway had been too much occupied to pay much at+ tention to them, He spun about on the seat now, alarmed more by instinct than sound or sight, for the bumping wagon was making noise enough and the canvas cut off even the uncertain star-light. But he saw the shadowy figure of Gentleman Jim, half-way up the length of the wagon. and swung his gun and fired again at point- b.ank range. And missed. The hammet clicked then on empty shells, and Gentleman Jim, all but stumbling over the prone figure of Maita in the bottom of the wagon, closed with him. The wagon seat was knocked loose and teetered for a precarious moment at the side of the jouncing box, then went off and was out of the way. They were locked together. straining desperately. man to man at last. A section of the canvas ripped back and away, five 8} th: them the benefit of the half-li and dismay came .with it. Ha’ away had wrapped the lines about the brake lever. leaving the horses to their own devices. and now. terror-driven, they were running away. But that was not the worst, is was a mountain dug-road where they raced, and off at the side, scant inches beyond the outer wheels. was only reachini darkness—with .a vast void emptiness below. (Ko be continued) ° : Anniversaries | 1741—Benedict Arnold, traitor | of the Revolution. born in Nor- wich, Conn. Died in England, an} unhappy, tragic figure, constant- money and despised by the Brit | ish themselves, June 14, 1801. 1773—Nathaniel Silsbee, fa- mous Salem, Mass. sea captain | in the 1790's, congressman and | 1806—Matthew F. Maury, naval | officer, retired for lamen at} 33, dedicated the rest of his life} to improve the navy, a world-| famous oceanographer, born in Fredericksburg, Va. Died Feb. 1, 1873. | 1863—Richard F. 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