The Key West Citizen Newspaper, May 30, 1952, Page 6

Page 6 THE KEY WEST CITIZEN Friday, May 30, 1952 BARNEY GOOGLE AND SNUFFY SMITH SHIF'LESS SKONK BY JEEPERS" we'tt a (5 TIED FER ret GIT QHOLT OF SOME WE WUZ «| TEAR AN ARE JEDGE 1 GOT NO VOTES AN RAN \ YE GOT NO VOTES | | 70 SETTL voTin’ ove, SUT, SO sO RECKON By Fred Lasswell By George McManus THERES AN IDIOT-I MEAN -YOUR BROTHER BIMMY_1S HERE TO SBE YOU - 1 HAVE CROSSED THEM WITH ee FIREFLIES! DON'T PAY ANY aie one rn y AT BIRDSEED HE GIVE LKNOW WHERE I'VE JOTH esr FORE! uT/HE'S THE BES SEEN YOU BE SOESMAN-ON OURS | ~~ IT'S AS HEY, BULLETS. CO SAFE AS SUNDAY WeVE GOT A BET, REMEMBER! — AT You CANT— KE TWE WITH HER! By Jose Salinas and Rod Reed § EONS CAA babaslaaicil $0 TW OOC SAYS YO BUSTED ) ANKLE WiLL REEP YUH OUT UF ACTION Thi NEX SEASON, ze? By Roy Gotto Chapter Five ANE was met at the Tu‘ tleton Station by a tall, slim girl with black hair and a calm tanned face, “Evelyn Moore,” she introduced herself, “the camp nurse.” She led the way across the station drive and presently they were jouncing along ir a jeep truck over a rough dirt road. “There’s no one around but the help as yet. Mr. Forsythe wrote very Deny of you. He 8 seems to think you're a real prize.” “I’m afraid he just loves hurgan beings so much he can’t see ir failings.” That brought a broad grin to Evelyn Moore's face. “You sound as though you have committed murder, at least.” Murder? Jane thought of Aunt Hattie’s stricken face and Wil- liam Dunbar’s stricken face and she laughed huskily, “Perhaps I have.” Startied, Evelyn took her eyes from the road, with the result that one of the front wheels promptly went down into the drainage ditch. “My goodness, don’t tell me we have another gal with complexes this year.” “I have no problems. That is, none but the usual ones we all have, You sound as though you're an old hand here.” “Fifth year,” Evelyn said hap- ily, “No matter what I'm doing, P arrange to spend my summers here. It’s the real life. What ho, there we are. Isn't it something to warm the les of your heart?” Jane looked through the spotted windshield. She could see tents and long. barracks-like buil is that apparently functioned as mess and re*reational halls, and over the roof of one of these structures she could see the shim- mering blue waters of Lake Champlain. She caught her breath. It was Army, but more excitt than just Army. She turned wit! an answering smile to Evelyn Moore. “I looks very nice, I'm glad it isn’t just a recreation re- sort, I don’t think I would have enjoyed living in a stuffy cabin all summer.” “Oh, it’s the real outdoor life,” Evelyn said with much sati tion. “U; and out all day and to bed er an hour or so of entertainment in that hall over there.” She drove the car down! way through college after three! OSCAR HOLLAND HEAPE. Sea has rece Thirty Killed Spain # — An o The Nice Long Vacation ry her bags up the short here. It isn’t everyone who is allowec to occupy quarters in Or-| shouldered man with fair I brilliant blue eyes came 1o) me where you want the floats! , Quaint of him, isn’t it?” t By William Neubauer a grade and under a ing over the road one and all to C tooted the horn of with the Marines Also, you might ee considets it hi that when she h at last before » ne: the employees al scene were on hand newcomer—bearded who discov. . there's the water he land. How far out you say it is safe for poor mmers to venture?” She scowled. “One of ts should be in a bathing suit.” went up and down her e and he nodded most ieally. “Indeed, indeed!” he was saved a trip back > the tent, Along came one of the aintenance men, a redhead with avily freckled your quarters and quainted with ev. will —it sort of toughens ior summer ahead. eh?” He tu gaily to the curious workers whom Jane would spend mo the summer monti ur everyone, the curios s fived and you should, by no have finished looking at her. So it’s back to the jute miils for everyone.” face. thing trunks and grunted, Joe, we need a guinea pig.” "THERE was a general laugh waa} I've told yea me name tl i he group broke up. J the redhead said, ag- whisked off to a tent h: He nodded cheerily at shore of the lake. “Officers’ Row ne. then whirled on Ken. “An’ n ez know that no since time itself n servin’ anyone as he back o’ me hand hav Evelyn chuckled, helping her ca the platform and into the “You should be very proud to be you're the perfect height,” ntervened Very winningly. take it as a great favor, it. , if you would overlook ficers’ Row, It took me three y to make the grade, come to thin of it.” Jane shoved her bags und cot, grinning. “Where is thi that I am supposed to do There was no need for to answer. As they flaps of the tent there from the beach, and a tal nd. | “Now then,” he cried, gre: y pleased, “that is makin’ it all r . Niver let it be said that a ‘| Mike O'Reilly, from County Cork, no less, refused to lené a fair oae- | colleen a helping hand.” irand| “Jane had him walk up to the - "P| beach and down into the water ae ain. It soon became evident nat here, at least, the bed of the lake was very eat gra fail- ng away in a long, even s| t made it a perfect Paihine the slope toward them. called genially He studied then chuckled. “Are you my boss If 80, you're supposed to show strun pe beg ner i es r But that was the end of the even half drowned is year. hice’ ot the teamee tees anchored at the proper distance r ne shore was no easy busi- and stringing a strong line one float to the mes and iipping these with small red | fr yn! ness, “Jane Bancroft,” said E formally, “may I introduce k | Wensloff? Ken functions as the| lifeguard, the pack horse on hike its had her exhausted long be- and just about everything else as| fore the chore had accom- you need him, He's working his| plished. (Te be continued) @ riper ial U.S. Navy Phote ilver Dolphins, mmander, USN, F t training at the ted to the Basic Sub nm reported to attended the Custody Of Coal Output Up Son Sought s vital last year hit the the mines were the National But x t stil didn't reach Joe tion under private Britain zal report output totalled Py Dp 7,300,000 from = st f ne war it went as Da Pleads Cuilty 1 Judge W. 3. Rita Helen under r possession ¢ 23-year-old Tam- entertainer pleaded harge this week,