The Key West Citizen Newspaper, May 2, 1952, Page 7

BARNEY GOOGLE AND SNUFFY SMITH By Fred Lasswell HOWDY, SUT-- LOOK who's GOIN' TO BE OUR NEXT MAYOR THANKY, RIDDLES-- YELL GIT TWICET AS MANY VOTES AS THAT WUTHLESS SUT TATTERSALL HERE'S A NICKEL, l——~( LEETLE SUGHAID!! SSGHAID--RUN GIT BLESS YORE ncagpanme HUM-THIS UNCLE OF Sr nacce'S 1S A Pest! OOK wrar t re oon Deck By Paul Robinson U PLAVED ye seeeel ~( HOW FRIGHTFULLY WELL, GOSH. INTERESTING.’ — WHICH ONE OF uS DID You —THIS DANCE (Ss THE BIG BLAST OF THE YEAR ~—I DIDN'T WANT TO GET HUNG UP WITHOUT So YO IT SAFE /— Geis, MEET Birt PENWELL! ... Jose Salinas and Rod Reed | IF YOU'LL WAIT JUST A MOMENT, I'LL GET THE CISCO KID! WHERE IS HE UPSTAIRS, LAST ROOM ON THE By Roy Cotto; CHEER UP, MY PLL FIND HER OY S-2- owt BACT, MY INVESTIGATOR ON TH’ WEST COAST JUST WIRED THAT YEAM— (CHOKE) AINT THEY A | RIOT... Chapter 10 NATURE was doing its best to make Sunday an be rye day. At Grameen pe! rived at Diamond joaded v with trunks and other items sent across from the Waldens. There were pri- vate head-shakings and guardedly voiced opinions as was un- Joaded. Beneath the norma) excitement there was a building tension, In every mind was the unvoiced queen what of Matt Tarson? verything had been quiet, these last few days—too much so. So it was that, while attiring them- selves in their best S finery, the Diamond R boys did not for- get their sidearms. “Matt Tarson’s in town,” was the report. “Tryin’ to drink up all the Lcuor the Wolf's got in stock. And makin’ his brags that there won't be no weddin’ today—but more’n likely a funeral tomor- row!” Steve listened, tight-lipped. It was no more than he had ex- pected. The difficulty was that Steve's hands were tied. He had to meet his bride and look after her. There was nothing that he could do until Matt chose to make his play, pick- ing the time and place. Melody was to meet him at the church, being escorted there by the Waldens. Cass Walden was to give the bride away. The church had been gaily decorated for the occasion, and the preacher was coming over from the County Seat. Nearly everybody in the Bend was in town. This was some- thing particularly special. Wheth- er the outcome was a wedding or a g Stine, it promised to be a big Biers was annoyed, but not worried. The talisman was a solid feel against his chest. Doomrock, maybe, for Matt—if ie got in the way. Star of Destiny for himself. Friday, May 2, 1952 THE KEY WEST CITIZEN DOOMROCK BY ARCHIE JOSCELYN It gave him confidence. He had forgotten his former skepticism, | | was sure that with it he couldn’t lose. His luck wouldn't desert him | —not at this stage of the game. | “There he someone said softly. is now—waitin’,” 3 soap had taken his position at the edge of town. Just be- yond, the Passover swirled be-/ neath a plank bridge, a patch of green meadow running up from it. Pines had made a cluster here, flanked by cottonwoods, screened | in turn by willows. One pine tree had fallen, some years before. Now Matt Tarson was seated on it, cross-legged. He was flanked by half a dozen friends. The others looked at Steve, of- Proof that they might be needed | fering no suggestions. In a case came as they near i, vn, going like this there was little enough in a compact grow that they could do, beyond siding other friend) its — them | him. A man had to skin his own near the outski cats. Steve’s fingers touched his eee and now he knew what ie Was going to do if Matt forced the issue. It would be a risky play, and might well prove just the break that Matt would need to win. But a glance down the road showed no sign of the Wal- dens or Melody. Maybe this could be settled before they arrived. Matt had been sitting, legs crossed. He lunged to his feet as they neared, and Steve stopped his own dancing pony in a swirl of dust, dismounted. He advanced, the others on noe as well and a couple of paces behind. Half the town was gathered now, just across’ the creek, keep- ing ‘out of the line of fire, but equally anxious to see what prom- ised to be the biggest, and per- haps the only show of the day. “You wanted to see me, Matt?” Steve asked quietly, and stood, arms hanging motionless at his sides. But his fingers were not far from the butt of his holstered revolver. “No, I didn’t want to see you,” Tarson retorted. He had drunk just enough to put himself at the ugly stage, but not sufficient to impair his accuracy with a gun. He took a couple of steps forward, AP Newsteotures soon see & unk—and Ff head lowered. “Td “Weren t you 1 satisfied with the licking you took, the other night?” sked. “Li cking, was it?” Matt's voice ed. “A damned trick, that s never have bi never will be—not by You think you ve you've stolen my g. | that ee sy going to marry 's tone was contemptuous. “Speakin’ of Judas,” he said. “Here's your thirty pieces of dirty money!” afe was making no try for his jown holstered gun. Instead he raised his clenched nd and threw — thirty glittering ns which caught the sun and si breaking and dancing in a wild confusion. Straight into the face of Matt Tarson. They struck hard, driving him back, blinding him, sending him clawing at his face with both hands, dropping his Newly minted gold coins, and by now jevery man in town knew that Matt Tarson had been paid in such eagles at the Wolf the other ay. Steve did not make a gesture toward his own gun. The con- tempt in his voice lashed like a quirt. “There's your Judas m: come back to you, Matt,” he And, stooping, he kicked Tars dropped gun so that it skitte across the meadow grass and smoothly into the wat of the Passover with a small splash. What might happen then hung by a thread. Matt Tarson stood, glaring, the winking coins in a scattered circle all about him. His face was terrible. But before he could take any further action, a man came spurring and flung him- self off his horse beside Matt. It was Felix Tarson. (Te be continued) Cdr. Spicer Relieves Cdr. D. Cordiner Becomes Commanding Officer Of Airship Development Squadron Eleven Immediately following person- vnel inspection here, Com- | mander Henry C. Spicer, Jr. re- lieved Commander Douglas L. Cordiner as Co nding Offi- cer of Airship Development Squadron Eleven. Commander Cordiner has been in command of the squadron since August 1950. 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