The Key West Citizen Newspaper, July 23, 1952, Page 10

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THE KEY WEST CITIZEN Wednesday, July 28, 1982 ea . Roe Penne rs ner slept deeply into the fore- noon. When finally he emer; slightly shame-facedly, into the pane the sun sat high and cumu- lus clouds were banking against the south wall of hills—sure sign of a storm in the evening. Through the heat haze he saw Me! le. She lay easily athwart nmock, her bare legs. slim and white, strangely out of place against a backdrop of brown earth. She wore a white, open- neck blouse and pale blue shorts and at the sight of her freshness Gardiner’s pulse increased. She was reading a book. Paul Gardi- ner made to surprise her with a| pj, noiseless a oct when sudden- ly he saw y Sale and all the uncertainties of yesterday came crowding down the corridors of his mind. He stood stockstill and emotionally froze, his mind grap- oling with the picture of Danny, who sat on the ground at Meli- sande’s feet. Danny’s face, as he inclined it to listen to the ’s reading of the book, was a nice study in still life. Gardiner at once abandoned the projected frolic and a subtle change in his expression indi- sated that the téte-d-téte over by the hammock presented a new and serious problem of approach. He hung upon the lighting of his pipe and then strolled across the intervening distance. Danny grunted to his feet as Melisande lowered her book and screwed back her head to smile at Paul. The broad, vacant face of the overseeing Danny was void of expression and only in the eyes, deep-set and like opals, was there any sign that life and movement Teally did exist within the gross, shapeless head. But the eyes were remarkable. They glowed with the subdued mezzotints of unpolished gems, an effect height- ened by the tuick, bulging, coarse eyebrows that cast their shadows over and dispersed any reflections that the eyes may have given out. The Citizen’s Inquiring Photographer The Question: Who do you | think will get the Demo- cratic nomination for the Presidency? Why? Interviewed: LE LIA By William Lynch Melisande continued to smile, a kind of fixed, nameless expres- sion, and after a while she swung an arm free and waved Paul to- wards the hammock. The little spell was broken and Paul joined her and sat near her feet. “The first duty of a caretaker is to take care,” he began, rem- iniscently. “My dar! ” to Melisande, | —w this indecent display intellectual- ism before lunch?” He took the book and read the title. “Our old friend. John Taylor again. Well, beggars can’t be choosers, I sup- pose.” Danny didn’t speak. But now he made to sidle away. Gardiner ignalled him back. “Don’t go, . I was merely being face- tious. It’s a hun in the shade ly. “I suppose all of onto to escape from somethin’ or an- other. ‘ARDINER was irritated. “Well,” he said, “right now Tm ravenous. What about stoking up the stove for lunch?” “Now, this beeen tryin’ to escape—” Danny made to resume, Paul curtly stopped him. “I think we've had it, Danny. Lunch is more urgent than any- thing right now.” Gardiner followed the ambling ait, studied the arms that swun: and you're neither a mad dog} 3 nor an Englishman.” * Melisande said: “Te been reading to Danny about the Oedipus, Paul.” Gardiner turned with delibera- tion towards Danny. “What do you think of the Oedipus, Danny boy?” “T don’t understand much about science, Mr. Gardiner.” As he spoke his eyes caught and held a momentary glimmer of reason, but soon they shrank back to their mysterious wells. “Aren't you getting Danny a little out of his depth, Sandy?” “I don’t think so. In fact, Danny was telling me about a man whom you might go so far as to say was in love with his own daughter.” “Really!” “The fact is—tell him, Danny.” “Fact is,” Danny took over, “he was so crazy in love with the girl that he was capable of doin’ a killin’ on her account.” “And did he?” The stem of Paul’s pipe was trembling be- tween his teeth. “I don’t know,” Danny said. “Tt’s not all over yet. But it does go to show,” “Goes to show what?" “Goes to show what a strange lot of cattle we are. All these complexes an’ yn | MITZI COHEN, Housewife: “Vice-president Barkley has the experience for the job and the blessing of Truman. Eisenhower has had the limelight for a long time but I think Barkley team- ed with the right man could win.” strove to conviction was fast Danny Sale’s sudden and coincidental presence at Berowra Waters was inly no He began to hope that this un- easiness would soon wear off, he would not allow himself té be trapped into a false position of security. jldered by Paul's curt diemisesl wildered by Paul’s curt of the caretaker. Distressed, left the hammock and sat on edge of a rock in the knees bent to her chin face thoughtfully cupped in he pen Sey” Gu “Don’t be uj . i- en he bend He'd" at would not approve attitude towards the «4 man and I think he will get the | nod. I don’t think Truman. will run and the only other man qualified is Kefauver. He show- ed that he was a good’ man for the job with his crime investi- gations,” | Swindling Spree Ends For Hindu CALCUTTA. —(#).— Red-faced Calcutta school officials have ended the 12-year spree cf @ swindler who talked his way into $4,200 nobody missed, At least the pilfered cash went | unnoticed for years while the 35-year-old man skipped from job to job in the local educational system. The smart-looking Hindu, who speaks excellent, fluent English, kept a step ahead of sus- picion until May. He didn't even have the high school, college or post-graduate degrees he flaunted—forged—be- fore school officials and actually never reached’ the eighth grade. He always showed keen interest jin “administrative” work in | schools” that kept him near the | cesh box,” one police officer com- | mented. ee ROBERT YOUMANS, “Kefauver is the man oked over the House voiced h He is a gocd Der erat, has a long record of public He efficient and service honest is BETTY ANN TAYLOR. Navy Wife: “I don't see how it can be anyone but Mr. Truman | Crier: om WES RIGGS, Duval St “Trumaa will be drafted. I'm a Democrat and I think the men in Chicago will realize Truman is the only man they can win with. The President fine a job as is Bi ciety be CHRISTINE LASTRES. Sales Kelauver is the best that | | <arpiniicciechtiaistahital Deluxe Speed | Chasing BUFFALO. —().— The police- | men have added some deluxe fea- tures in their drive to crack down on speedsters—and at their own expense too. | First they added a white spot- | light to their 1950 police car. It | throws a stabbing beam 50 feet and helps pick up license num- bers on speedsters. Next came @ red spotlight. “That's a honey,” said Patrol- ,man Jack Williamson. “We wsed | to flash our small hand flashlight but half the time speeders ignored 5. Now we throw the strong red through the speeders back j ow. It stops ‘em most of the time.” They also added a first aid kit and long rope for mergencies. ently Williamson and his er, Patrolman Earl Peacock, hauled in 22 speedsters in 8 day. | | single War Explosives Kill Children ROME. —(#).— The Malian So- for the Prevention of Acel- dents estimates some 1,400 chi n aged 5 to 12 are killed cach by aerial bombs, hand odes, artillery and morte and mines left over from ast war surpasses the total ties in four wars— onary War (12,172), War (765): Mexicam War (16. and Spanish-American ‘War (0,530). s

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