The Key West Citizen Newspaper, August 13, 1952, Page 8

Wednesday, August T3, T9338 BARNEY GOOGLE AND SNUFFY SMITH DOWN ro nT ALL THE HEY, SID-- TIGER LIL\ BagnvARD ECNLS US A PITCHER } animals AN’ POST CARD FROM BUGS AN’ COWS? }HOOTIN’ HOLLER-- NOT ME, AL !! SHE WANTS US TO , iCORE DOWN FOR Ve peece ia VISIT “at 1S TH’ CARD Page 8 THE KEY WEST CITIZEN By Fred Lasswell YEAH-- some “TYPICAL” FRESH AIR ON SECOND THOUGHT-- A LITTCE FRESH AIR MIGHT DO ME SOME SCOD amas MAGGIE-I CAN'T GO -OSWALD BEAT ME TO IT-HE'S GONE Af OUT WEARIN' ME FULL NPREP SUIT AN! HAT! IF I HAD KNOWN THIS WAS OPERA NIGHT -I WOULDN'T HAVE COME HOME- YOU HEARD ME! THIS IS OPERA NIGHT = GO PUT ON YOUR FULL- DRESS SUIT- Al (GRAPES Geowina on GERANIUMS!! FA Copr. 1952, King Features Syndicate, Ync., World BuTYou CAN BE IN THE CONTEST AND STILL WRITE Youre COLUMN {sq “TLL HAVE TO FIND A PLACE TLL KICK THE IDeA AR2OUND —I HAVE MY CAREER TO THING OF — My YIKES. “LOOK IT IF L-CANT BE INTHIS “WY YOu TWO CHICKS |) CONTEST, YOU'VE SIMPLY ARE THE BEST- « GOTTA !/—THINKC OF DOLUS THE LUSH LOOKING pact HELP! I CAN'T HOLD HIM! YOU DON'T NEED TO WORRY NOW, ci§co! HES AS STRONG AS A BULLI PANCHO HAS LASSOED THE BULL. sn $O IF 1 CAN REGAIN MY TIMING, MAYBE 1LL BE ABLE TO HELP TH’ CLUB IN TH’ STRETCH WITH SOME PINCH-HITTING xe ‘ AP Newsfectures wly. His big body secming to pivot on a boot neél. He looked the newcomer over carefully, from head to toe. “You can start asking any time,” Montana said. “Who're you?” Ro whispered. “The name is Brand E And while you're askin tions, you can do a little ing about McBain—the weren't supposed to kno nen he boarded the train last night.” Rundert monds. “Why did you kill McBain last | night?” he queried col “Because,” Montana answered softly, “he tried to pull a gun on men Austin’s dry, amused chuckle sounded hard in the si followed. “So that’s how T allus figgered, Ro, playin’ both ends against the dle, and this shore bears it o1 Kinda funny .. . you gettin’ worked up over McBain being plugged. You’d mebbe coincidence, hey? call it another *c you don’t hardly you head for th Black Jack’s horse-stealing coy- otes are hanging around and have been ever since that herd got here.” And then his gun was out in a flash, covering them all and at the same time keeping its zzle half tilted at Ro Rundert’s side. “Clear out, Ro,” he ordered. “And you other buzzards tuo. Ed- monds here has already done the country a‘ good favor by plugging McBain and I don’t aim to have him risk getting killed in a two to_a dozen game. Clear out!” They went, filing silently through, but it was noticeable that Rundert went back alone to the hotel as the men from the back country slouched down the street. “Thanks, Edmonds. I was a mer, I reckon, until you stepped in that door. Whew!—that was so close I’m still shakin’! Have a drink, I need one bad.” Montana declined and Austin downed the one on the bar, and called for another. The musta- chioed bartender poured and Mon- tana said: “Got any more of that beef and some coffee?” “T reckon so.” “Make it two coffees,” put in Austin. “Never mind the barbe- 0 family house on Pi linton'- Priced to ‘sell ‘Se gene’ Ciinton Maine of Tet LOST and FOUND 3 ‘mail white furzy dog An: othe mame Curley Phone 32 BY WKLIAM HOPSON ycue. Seems like [ve plumb lost jmy appetite.” i poo sounded and the two men turned. Holland For- rest had come in. His face was haggard and the handkerchief was out sgain. Mon- tena was struck a sudden thought as he looked at the Easterner. “How long have you been out- side?” he asked sharply. “Long enough. Will you two join me in a drink?” The bartender came back and set gut a bottle. This t»me Montana rank, after Austin poured out e th:ee of them. verncard?” Austin asked st nodded. Do you went a job?” he asked. “What kind?” Yeu = “There's guns for hire in this country. Cther men, I mean. K.asom is powerful, but ons taiks to these men who take sue! pay.. hiire them. More than you need. Youre the owner of that ranch. You can hold it.” “I'm afraid you don’t under- I've months at most to live. It de here, in my chest— sor ning malignant. Helen doesn’t know how bad it is. And I don’t intend that she shall find out. And now this ghastly busi- ness.” The meat and coffee were brought and Montana started to eat. He said, between hungry bites: “Why did vou buy?” “I got wiped out im a sudden crash back East. Cleaned. Tien Ramson came along, da=bing & bit in finance himself—tie big; bluff, hearty cattleman from the West. He had Belle with hur and the, two girls became good frieads. He told me about the pessibilties in cattle ranching oux West and that he was figuring sn reading South. Wanted te sell ats ranca at a fair price. -mines stock. It sounded good to me. ! had crough left from the sale of my estate and a‘few securities, and f knew I was about througn aryhow. I figured it would be something substantial for Helen, who’s been wanting to leave the East ami come out here. So I bought the ranch. I put the last money I had into six hundred head of good breeding stock. And now this business. It’s hard te believe that HELL'S HORSEMAN ones the man I called fric now seems to be. but hearing Austin here. what ne er over- ‘e seems little doubt that I’ve been takeg in. So I'm offering you a job. Rug that ranch for_us and name your own sary. Hire any men you want. But run it so that when the —-ah-—time comes knowing Helen is secure.” I can go out “['m not looking for that kind of a job, Forrest. But I'll throw in a little advice. Start that herd on to the ranch and let the women rest up. Then send them on in by stage. I don’t know where Ramson is—” calmly. he and headed over interrupted Austin “He pulled out of here in the back ccuntry. He’s probably rounding up some of n's tougher case hands to start rusting a few head along. So i'd persenally advise you te wire for some cars and load the whole six hundred up and shi ‘erm East to the packing houses. tough and long drive and They’re lean thst stringy after ip North, but it’s better to take « big loss from that than to rise the whole caboodle.” Forrest leaned @gainst the bar, reflectively scratching with has fingernail at a small splinter. “Perhaps that would be best,” he finally said. Montana watched him, think. ing swiftly. An idea was forming, makin; : face of his min wider. little ripples on the sur- and spreading “Suppose Ramson was stopped?” he asked Austin. “What about Black Jack Caswell and Dutch Saunders? You’ think they'd try it?” Austin shrugged his shoulders. “I doubt it. They’re more sneak- ing Ross thieves than rustlers on a big scale.” “T hear they don't exactly love this Ramson man.”’ Montana eressed on. “Few people do. What you got im_ mind, Edmonds?” “I can stop Ramson,” Montana said. Austin “Well?” he queried. turned to Forrest. “Get the herd under way,” the Easterner said. “I want to die on that ranch and I want to see cattle grazin; there when going, charge.” (Te be continued) 12c per line for one day Tle per line for three days 10c per line for six days 9c per line for twelve days 8c per line for twenty-four days Minimum of 3 lines per insertion ern een | cL oe |OPPORTUNTTY “Reliableperty \nandie wholesale fast selling tions, through new ty] matic merchandisers Nj | Age not essential Services Refrigeration of washer repeie servi | AND VACUUM CLEANER REPAIR SINGER SEWING CENTER Advertising Department The Key West Citizen in the basin out T go out. Get them Austin, and you're m