The Key West Citizen Newspaper, October 6, 1952, Page 6

THE KEY WEST CITIZEN Monday, October 6, 1952 BARNEY GOOGLE AND SNUFFY SMITH SHUX! I'LL SEND FER MAW--SHE'LL BE PLUMB TICKLED TO COME AN! HELP OH, LAWSY ME T_RECKON I'LL NEVER GIT MY WASH ON TH' LINE TODAY-- BRINGING UP FATHER WENT OUT DADDY -SHE'S VERY ANGRY HUM=- NOT AND _NOT SPEAKING TO YOU > SPEAKIN'! TO SOMETHING YOU ME - THAT'S SAID TO HER- SONETHING NEW - SHE'S NOT, SPEAKIN’ / YOUR WIFE'S » RELATIVES LEFT YET? OU SUGGEST YOU REMAIN ITE QUIET! AFTER miss one's WTERLUDE WH HER SMALL CATCH, WE NOW GET DOWN -To THE REAL ADVENTURE & eee YONDER LAKE! I HEAR YOUNG BEASLEY iS A SODA JERK HERE: aes I Never THOUGHT !'D see THE HE WAS ALWAYS: THE LAZIEST ICID IN TOWN! WHAT YOU SO_ HAPPY ABOUT ? HAVE — HE RAN UP SUCH A BIG BILL, THE BOSS PuT HIM TO WoRIC 4 ; Homer Hatten 4 oe ‘LAY had n in Santa Fe a . ~ month.and he had begun to realize that while it was not al- ways fiesta here, there was al- ways time to laugh and dance and gamble. The business had not been too exhausting. There had been a brief and very formal discussion with the governor’s officers as to the amount of customs duty Clay's wagon should pay, followed ‘by an exceedingly private interview with the governor himself, at which time certain sums chang hands with a considerable saving to Clay and a proportionate in- crease in the total of the gover- nor’s private funds. Burl had decided to take his wagons on south to Chihuahua, where it was reported that the demand was somewhat greater and prices much higher. In order to have enough merchandise to undertake the additional journey, he had bought the contents of Clay’s wagon at almost as high a price as Clay could have obtained by selling the merchandise at re- tail. The net result was that Clay found himself with unlimited time on his hands and a little over five thousand dollars at his dis- posal. A wagon train that had arrived only the day before had brought him a brief note from Sally: The most marvelous thing has happened. On her first gt to St. Louis the Missouri Maid found Colonel Porter's new boat, The Pioneer, stri |, on a sand bar with her engines out of commission and one paddle wheel crushed. The Maid towed her into St. Louis and earned a salvage fee that, even to me, seems almost unbelievable. of course, I couldn't resist the temptation to invest it in two more boats, so now I have a fleet of three Ngemng on the river. All I lack now to make life utterly perfect is for you to come back from Santa Fe so we can be together again. He was pleased by Sally's good fortune, even though it was in ironic contrast to his own failure to locate Meisendorf’s buried gold. For his own part, he was giving more and more thought to enter- ing the Santa Fe trade on a larger New KW Seatac Ham Officers : scale , but there was no immediate urry. He found Lopez waiting outside the inn. He had planned to ride aut into the mountains that day with a hunting party, and Lopez, despite the handicap of having only one arm, ‘had ed curried Kentucky until the horse’s coat shone and glanced like flow- ing water. Lopez had one of Clay's wena mules for his own mount, as Clay swung into Ken- tucky’s saddle Lopez scrambled up on the blanket the mule wore in lieu of a saddle and an to chatter happily. This morning his thoughts were on the Jornada, and he rattled on, recalling earlier trips he had made through it. Clay rode in silence, hearing Lopez’ flow of words. “That was one bad trip,” Lopez was saying. “The third day it rain, and mules, oxen, everything run when they smell water. They pull the wagons into a little arroyo they ci Squaw Creek. Wagons turn over in water, oxen—” He broke off in confusion as Clay jerked Kentucky to a halt and whirled around in the saddle. “Did you say Squaw Creek?” “Yes, sefor.” “Could you find it again?” “Why not? Many times I be at Squaw Creek. Is not hard to find.” Clay sat motionless on his horse, his eyes fixed on Lopez but his mind racing through a thousand See SE hopes, and féars. “Did you ever,” he asked care- fully, “hear of a place called Pony Butte somewhere near Squaw Creek?” “Pony Butte not far from place | any I tell you we have trouble,” said Lopez slowly. It had begun to dawn on him that this was some- thing of importance to Clay. “You could take me there?” Clay demanded, and at the Mex- ican’s solemn assent he turned Kentucky back toward town. “Lopez,” he said, “it is vei it that I go to Pony Butte ide Squaw Creek. It is also important that none of the traders know where I am going.” Lopez nodded, his eyes bright with curiosity. “You have men you can trust,” Clay went on, “brothers, uncles, cousins, perhaps sons?” BE, wien “I am the head of my ‘ sefior. There are men I can trust. “I want to hire ten of those to go with me to Pony I find what I think Pl Tll want them all to go Westport with me. I men who are afraid and I want men who can’t keep mouths shut about what You will guide us, and if we what we want and go on to cork. there will be one thousand ollars for you and five hundred dollars for each of your men.” Lopez gasped in amazement. Surely, the American was crazy, for a poor teamster or comanchero might work a lifetime and newer see such princely sums. ; Lopez let his heeath eseape in & long sigh. “Por Dios, for that I will get you men as fearless as the dewll and as silent as the grave. For that ou can have the bravest men lexico.” = 4s i ow night and I want to see all, here just as the moon out tonight.” was not herd without exciting cot the town was fall of the outfitters’ stores with activity. Those w! rations and ammuniti dies assumed that out with some for the States, to buy more mul one man why, that was a matter li s | Haile ie Hea is Hf E 4t Election Meeting CS) Day HE'O HAVE A HAPPENED ? TEMPORARY— 4 70 GETHIS JERKING MONEY BACK! HIS WAY THU BILL VETTE, second from right, was elected President of the Key West Amateur Redlo elub at its meeting last week. Other officers named, left to right, were: John Adams, vice-president W4MCX; Joe Singleton, secretary treasurer, W4OPZ; Vette, and Don Cobe, activities manages Vette’s call number is W4SWI. | a |W. C. Board Plans | Blood Donor Chart a | Apt. Renovation ~ ceenpecgeaimatte At Business Mtg. | ‘The Board of the Key West Wo- man’s Club met at the Club house Friday afternoon. Mrs. Wallace B. Kirke, who has just returned to Key West for the winter season after By Jose Salinas and Rod Reed Crtren Saft Phote OH, HOW AWFUL! TO THINK THAT I COULD HAVE BEEN IN LOVE WITH PETE --A Cu. COWARD! ge UP! THEN WELL GOOD! TE HIM | | REVIVE HIM! } to other activities on the Navel Base where Monroe Blood Banks are set wp.