The Key West Citizen Newspaper, May 20, 1952, Page 6

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Page 6 THE KEY WEST CITIZEN Tuesday, May 20, 1952 BARNEY GOOGLE AND SNUFFY SMITH AW--(T'S JES' A COMMON,OL’ EVER'-DAY APPLE PIE T BAKED FER LUCY JANE'S SOCIAL, PAW POOR I THOUGHT I'D TAKE IT OVER AN' PASS (T AROUND AN' MAYBE I COULD DRUM UP SOME VOTES FER RIDDLES JIGGS! MAYBE IF T SING IT WILL TAKE HIS MIND OFF HIS TROUBLE! SP v ‘ ° one Ss DAUGHTER GAVE HIM THE COLO SHOULOER * # THIMBLE THEATRE—Starring Popeye eng WHAT'S His NAME 2? —THIS OREAM- MAN OF YouRS/ 10, YOU RASCAL, YOU HAD ME WORRIED THERE FOR A MINUTE WITH YOUR JOKE ABOUT DAME RUMOR. als o24rns onive 4S TRAPPED BY INE ‘CAT CENTER-FIELDER, BUBBER BEAN MISTAKENLY SCRAMBLES BACK 70 TAG UP AT FIRST ose I DONT KNOW, REALLY! I WAS DANCING, AND HE CUT IN THEN HE WAS GONE /=LIce THAT./—I JUST STOOD THEE WITH MY MOuTH HANGING DAN SPREAD THE STORY THAT YOU ARE SHOT, STABBED, POISONED~ SICK AND HELPLESS. DREAM-MAN IS RIGHT.“ — THINK ./— DION'T HE SAV ANYTHING ? WE NEED A CLUE’ HE SIGN SAID YES, WIMPY, AN' THERE'S JEEPERS DARLENE.” | By Fred Lasswell t Swow THEM WUZ TH GOODEST VOTES I EVER ET I TAKE BACK WHAT I poker, 22 TH By Tom Sims and B. Zaboly IM SCARED. — WOULON'T IT BE OZARKS QUT FOR PASSING A RUNNER Zz, AND BEAN was TAGGED » TEVE, trick o: dinary cquired the ‘e under or- But this caught his too, had ead the missive of paper consume to charred ash. His d went back to the other evening at the ranch house, when he and Burt McKee had ridden in No one had_ known of their ns, or of McKee’s inten- tion to ride to Fassover Ford and bring back the money. At fi finding McKee dead at the hand 0! e rider, he had been at to how the news of the lan could have leaked out. Now it was only too clear, Melody had not house when he en she had come short oddly breathless. clared that she had been on the hilltop, watching for anyone to ride in, but had missed them. At the time he had noted a discrep: ancy in her words, but had been too preoccupied with other mat- ters to think much about ther Now he knew how it had hap- pened. Actually she must have been in the and had over- heard what he said to McKee. d, though The fact that she had not in-|t tended that McKee should be in- jured, or the money los i that she conceived that s doing this for his own good—was | z scarcely a mitigation. She had gone to his avowed enemies to, bring pressure to force him to her will. And her act had led to} the death of one of his best friends. “We'd better load them on their} horses and get back to camp,” Steve said stoni'y, and proceeded about the y task in silence. The sun w: stering as they started, leading the laden cayuses, FOR THE cond time, more} f n in the|* NAVY DOOMROCK BY ARCHIE JOSCELYN ich neither Ste ct wh Joe mentioned w nough,” he an’ robbery d we all know pretty back of the whole “Tomorrow . it'll said. “Here. A couple of you men carry the word, so everybody in these parts will know about it and can be represented.” yor brought laden plates to »| ther comment, he turned on his {| heel and walked away. | wa jhe e| now seemed an age. It was as hard Steve and Indian Joe. Steve took his listlessly, without appetite. 1kKR ON AFD I E SATURDAY Mclvor jerked a thumb, s. Speak up, Mister!” nan lounged forward at the on. re Steve Russell?” he 4 ‘Yes. I don’t think I know a?” “Not likely, since I'm just out from the East. Channay’s my name, I represent the Urban Com- ht Jones did that.” s. Only there are times personal feelings con- nis duty to the company, id to ride out and re- your money’s due rrow. Principal and That's about all there is pt that the compan: the money—in full. Otherwise they foreclose.” “They wouldn't consider ex- g the mortgage, if I paid a that question, the answer was no.” “Tell them they'll have their eve said bitterly. “And il with them!” Channay nodded. Without fur- “I had a look,” Mclvor mur- re appearing out of nowhere, ie was ridin’ a Noose cayuse!” “Which ain't surprisin’,” Indian Joe nodded. “The Tarsons swing 1 loop!” eve looked at Indian Joe, still hing him expectantly, and his s touched the stone which ad been carrying for what d unyielding as the outlook d. you were rij he suggested, “I'm not having much good luck out of it.” Indian Joe waited. “But we'll make our own luck!” Steve added. “Ask the buyers to come around. It’s not too late to * talk business.” (To be continued) Official U. 8. Navy Photo been the , baw

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