The Key West Citizen Newspaper, March 12, 1952, Page 10

Page 4-B THE KEY WEST CITIZEN Wednesday, March 12, 1952 GOOGLE AND SNUFFY SMITH HOWDY, RIDDLES #! HOW'S YORE HOW IN TH NAME” O' CREATION = lwro's THAT DID HE KNOW VARMINT - |COMIN' OVER = | TH RIDGE, RIDDLES ? 'M SORRY YOU'RE NOT COMING: TO CLANCY'S ent -~JIGGS/ | YOu! GOING TO H a i MISS A GOOD TiME 'D LOVE TO SNEAK OUT - BUT MAGGIE IS VISITING HER SISTER AND SHE PHONES ME EVERY HOURY ~-WELL- AT LEAST T DON'T HAVE TO LISTEN TO HER NOW/ I'LL PUT ON THIS NEW ) RECORD ~ By Fred Lasswell | Chapter 15 ROM time to time not far dis- tant, there poms the ae of a car al a roadway. Sohne Taationst thro the woods. “What highway is ond: here?” “That’s 25A, It follows the shore.” “Let's a car wa ‘Say, that’s an ideal” Steve Bre "“brush, “pointing “ihe light ie in e beam "shead him . Presently they emerged alo: the hi, eee The ed oes ane ing, and not very wide. Johnny didn’t think there would be room for a car _to park highway. vy. back there and see if parked.” Shoulders alongside the of cement were too nar- Tow. Taking the light from the guard, he walked along the side of the road. Two cars passed them, the hum of their motors guickly fading ee the night The way swung down rough a little hollow, and there was a circular area large enough to ac- commodate & car. Steve said, “That'd be about] d the-anly place along here where a jalopy could park. Let’s look.” fohnny saw marks of tire tracks, The ground was hard- packed, dry, and there was some dust. But not enough to take a good impression of tire treads. However, directly in the mid- dle’ of the indistinct tracks were one or two fresh spots of oil that} J had dropped from an engine pan, Someone id pcs ares and very recently. Though there was no elue as to whom that person might be, it satisfied a suspicion that had been running through Johnny Saxon’s mind; the mys- terious gunman had reached his rendezvous by way of the high- way, the natural route by which he could make a swift escape. “Come on,” Johnny said to the ret “Let’s find that speed- Murder ia BY WILLIAM. G. BOGART “Td sure like to know who was here,” said Steve. 5 ‘Td like to get on clothes,” Johnny said. He was in his undershirt. The light-weight trousers clung to his long legs, and each time he took a step his shoes made wet ju sounds. He was begin- ning to feel like a beachcomber. ‘en minutes later they located the high-powered 5; it not far from spot where they had tied up the outboard. It was drifting close in to shore. Hook- a line to the second boat, they towed it back toward the boat- house, Apparently the shots had not damaged it seriously. There some ‘was no water in the cockpit. As they docked the guard said, ‘Tl take care of the boats. You better change your clothes. An’ tell Miss Kay me to worry. Any- body prowls around here tonigh: he gees slug.” “ be be sure it isn’t me,” ad- vised Johnny Saxon. OE MARTIN wasn’t in their room. Johnny had showered and put on clean clothes when there was a knock on the hall loor. It was Kay Smith. She _ held a tray containing] fore. e sandwiches and a cup of coffee. She looked scrubbed and clean and fresh, though her face was still strained from their recent ordeal. “Hannah thought we were din- in Nort ” she said to . “So I fixed this for you.” She the tray on the writ- ing desk, sat on the edge of the bed and looked up at him as he selected ane of the dainty sand- wiches. “Did you find. . He shook his head. “We searched as far as the highway. It was someone in a car.” There was fear in her eyes again. “Maybe whoever it was... will come back?” “Hardly. Not now.” He munched a sandwich, “These are. verv AP Newsfeatures: “Tm frightened, Mr. Saxon,” the girl said tensely. She was standing up. “It’s a terrible feel- ing ... not knowing who shot at al . - not knowing when the at- tempt might be made ap “They wouldn’t enter the es~ tate,” he reassured her, “They'd know about the guards. “You're positive?” “Sure.” He wasn’t though. He thought there was something very sinister about a person stalking e" with intent to kill . .. especially when you had not the slightest idea who that person might be. Kay was moving toward the door. “Mother’s waiting down- stairs. She seemed nervous. “She’s asking for you again. “How is she?” Kay shook her head soberly. “No different. Every hour of the day I hope that she'll suddenly Temember things.” Her voice broke a little. “That she'll re- member ...me... her own daughter. .. .” Johnny came across the room and stood with the girl in the doorway. “It takes time,” he saic. “I wouldn’t get too upset about it, T've heard of cases like this be- “You'll talk to her again to- night?” ean “Tl be downstairs in a few moments.” “Remember, she still thinks you're someone named Bart.” He nodded. i “Yow ll find mother with her sister. Nancy’s staying here for a while. And there’s Nicky Walker. They're in the library.” “Who's Nicky Walker?” “A close friend of Nancy's. Mother’s sister never married.” She smiled a little. She had beau- tiful eyes but they were troubled “Maybe'T'll see you later.” “T hope so,” said Johnny. He stood there looking at the door as it closed behind her. He thought she was a lovely. intelligent girl {To be continued) ‘= Calypso Singers Appeared In Semana Alegre Pageant midi ebm ators a. piss ein sown By Paul Robinson Six COUBLE een geri HE MUST BE Broke 71 WONT BELONG NOW. HE'S: i HIS TIME / SE RURGERS BE LONG NOW. HES: raenel Poets Foues ARF ay AY: 1 Sao 2 pata BROKE, AND. ALL HS PALS ? i i D 4 x <9 7 ” _ MONEY BACIE 2, : WHAT IS HE LIVING . Two Ff ‘ht enbue care Citizen Staff Photo THE NASSAU CALYPSO JUBILEE ORCHESTRA appeared as a feature of th nti n E , e gigant ‘Semana Alegre Pageant which was held last night at the West Martello Towers. = phe Played traditional. calypso music as well as Key West Folk music. Shown above, the “group includes: Tom Walker, washboard; Daniel Dames, bongo; Theodore Roosevelt, piano; ‘wit. Ham Butler, bass fiddle; Thomas MacIntosk, saw and James Allen, manager. ‘ Be tia, 25 AUW ‘Naval Station, “and) Huse,, and Minnie Adair, 22, 1214 treet, and George Eugene 22, 807 Catherine street Fort Village and Jerline F: . Gynndora Roberts, 184- ton, 17, 308 Julia street; John. A.| © Poinciana Place. ‘ Lundborg, 20, Fleet Sonar. School an Pas Hees. 1, Batavit:| SUBSCRIBE TO THE CITIZEN q st $itiit j Hid + name, he is the U. S. ambassador to*Ganada. A veteran of .World ‘ar graduated from ein™:1922. He joined the foreign service of the State De- pattment. in 1925. Brenner Promoted To Lt. Commander he Navy Department the promotion: to has an- Hertel ddd id Hd