The Key West Citizen Newspaper, November 8, 1952, Page 10

Page BARNEY GOOGLE AND SNUFFY SMITH YE BEEN STARIN' OUT TH' WINDER FER TWO FULL HOURS, RIODLES- HAVE YE FIGGERED OUT A CALLIN' NAME FER OUR NEW LEETLE CRITTER YET ? HLIM~- ME DAUGHTER COMES HOME AN! THIS 16 WHAT FOLLOWS -~- WELL / THEY ARE ETTA KETT »\_THEM-AND THATS THE KEY WEST CITIZEN — Saturday, November 8, 1952 NOPE me an! SNUFFY WUZ GOIN'ON A WILDCAT HUNT TONIGHT AN'I WUZ WONDERIN' 16 IT WUZ FIXIN' TO RAIN =| [UR--ABOUT ; | THAT THAR WWILDCAT HUNT, SNUFEY DON'T "PAPPY’ ME /! GO RIGHT IN AND PHONE AND HAVE THEM TAKE THOSE HATS RIGHT BACK! ‘LL NOT Pay FOR BALLS O’FIRE 'T LOOKS LIKE YE DONE . FOUND HIM, RIDDLES | was ten. After that, I worked for Chapter 19 6 Pape Lippy.” “Frisco, Like the book says, I was born in Frisco. The date’s a phony. It’s a phony because I don’t know my real birthdate.” “Who brought you up?” “I brought myself up. There was a rummy named Cameron I used to rush the growler for when I was five. I called him uncle, un- til he skipped out one day. Then there was a skinny old lady called Mrs. Teague. I was in a big parade behind a hearse when I a maniac named Schmidt who ran YOU HAD BETTER PHONE-AS I DON'T WANT TO QUARREL WITH MOTHER-- THOSE HATS ARE ‘OR HEI ~ OH= WELL --IF \ IT WILL PLEASE \ Be ag S> yk HUM- A BILL FOR THREE By George McManus | ta By Paul Robinson} a saloon and hated kids. I remem- ber sweeping up, peeling spuds in a kitchen, scrubbing kitchen poe and sleeping on a hard floor. skipped off when I was thirteen. Began to ship from Frisco to Hon- olulu and back as cabin boy on those big liners. Next thing I knew I was eighteen, racking "em up in a Seattle orroge Lippy paused, then said gloomily, “Now, will you scram.” “What schools did you attend?”! Lipry puckered his brow, “Pub- lie school whatchmacallit. To re- member the number I'd have to be Einstein. There was a teacher | who kept sending me home to} wash up and get the lice outa my; hair. There was a teacher who; claimed I swiped the Ingersoll watch she kept on her desk. There was a truant officer who} beaned me with a milk bottle! when I beat him over a fence.” Lippy shrugged. “What I remem-} ber most is concentrating on how | to steal the other kids’ lunch.” He looked hard at “Devereaux. “Okay. I told you.” “How'd you break into the fight game?” “That Seattle poolroom job I 28 when I was eighteen. Big angout, with a dice room, gym, and a prize ring in the rear. Pugs used to work out there, give am- bitious kids pointers. I picked up enougk technique to come East and buck for a club booking.” “Right away?” Lippy shook his head. “Didn’t get a chance to box pro for four years. Drove a truck, stevedored, while waiting for my chance. Finally: got my start in the ama-| teurs. The Golden Gloves.” Lippy concluded irritably, “The rest you Indonesia Asks | ‘For Red Ideas On Peace Move By EDWARD CuRTIS UNITED NATIONS, N. Y. (# — Indonesia has asked the Russians for their views on a new com- promise proposal for a Korean Peace, know, unless you're deaf, dumb, and blind.” The Chewreie lookea at Lati- mer curiously, Remembered pain, burieg but not erased with time, was etched in the ex-pugilist’s homespun face, Lippy looked or- haned, lost, as if by looking be- ind him he had been stripped of his pean gs s “You got what you wanted,” Lippy said harshly. “Now whad- daya hanging around for!” wae he wanted? Devereaux picked at Lippy’s tale thought- fully. Item, item, item, blank, blank, blank, a great nebulous void. A world’s middleweight champion has leaped from a_gi- gantic, uncharted, undated, name- less emptiness into a nation’s con- sciousness. “I didn’t get a thing from your | y story,” Devereaux said. Lippy scowled and said noth- . “Not a thing.” Devereaux re- eated, with his eyes intent on ippy’s face. “Nothing that acquits you in my suspicions.” “You're talking riddles.” “I can’t pin you anywhere to your past fore you came to public notice as a fighter.” After a hostile pause, Deve- reaux said quietly, “Bet le and places you knew as a ‘ti went up in smoke long ago. Bet that poolroom in Seattle doesn’t exist any more,” Lippy nodded. “The building was torn down. There’s a public playground there now.” The ex- pugilist’s face darkened. “What're you driving at?” : “An amazing coincidence. Cas- tle, Phillips, aad now you.” “What about us?” “No early background I can pin any of you to.” Devereaux smiled faintly, “It gets frustrating for a eee Starts him imagining things.” “Imagining what?” Latimer de- manded wrath‘ully, “That maybe three men lack a past because there’s something hidden in that past. Some skeleton they each hold a claim check to,” “You're nuts.” in; “Maybe,” Devereaux agreed. “Maybe my imagination is run- ning away, But you were three men ina huddle a few nights ago. And you did go to bat for Castle The way beyond the call of duty.” TOUGH COP he neers By JOHN ROEBURT _ detective’s voice sharpened. “A mysteriously murdered publisher, a swishing critic who scares when. a detective visits him, and an ex- pug who imports a killer for pro- —— Kind of a weird eto, iPpy- TR eu oughta oe smelling the stuff,” Lippy said baad "d you import a body- ard?” oT been stuck up for my re- ceipts twice this season. Insurance company threatened to cancel my Policy, You can check those stick- ups with headquarters, wise guy.” Devereaux sought Lippy’s eyes unsuccessfully. ie eX-pugilist turned away, went back to his easel, and began studying his handiwork. “Who are you afraid of, Lipnyye “I been stuck up twice, I told ou.” “You didn’t hire a guard. You im a killer.” “Go to hell.” Devereaux shrugged and went to the door. “You came up the hard way, Latimer, and I you for it.” A shadow the detective’s face. “I slugged way to respectability from a i cage tenement myself. You had an uncle who a T had an aunt who died of tuberculosis when I was nine.” Lippy turned slowly, as # drawn by the unwont oa in Devereaux’s tone, and stared the detective. Devereaux contin- ued earnestly, “I hate crooks, Maybe because I fought like a wildcat against becoming one all the time I starved as a kid.” Dev- ereaux paused. “You know my record, and you know that I don’t make propositions. ag an Rd guess about you is rig! < ing you to come out from under, Line up on my side.” Lippy shook his head vaguely. fis eyes infurks now eipea neh e seemed preoccupied with some- thing far away and remote. Dev- ereaux said, “I'll help you, be- friend you as far as the law allows.” jhuskily, “You're Lippy__ said crazy with hop. “T'd hate to see you & a killed.” Lippy’s eyes bulgi “ys seemed to quiver. Finally he in a weary, automatic sort of way. “Beat it. Go peddle your hor somewhere else.” i (To be continued) AS A PENALTY FoR LOSING AN — ADVENTURES YOU'LL WANT TO FOLLOW EVERY DAY! The approaeh to a high Soviet official was made privately by L. N. Palar, permanent delegate of Indonesia to the U. N. There was-no indication from | any source of Russia’s reaction. The Indonesian move came as | U. N. delegations wondered what | changes, if any, in Amerigan poliey toward Korea would result from | the election of Gen. Dwight D. Eisenhower as president. Sen. Alexander Wiley (R-Wis), a member of the U. S. delega- | tion to the Assembly, suggested | that representatives of both Pres- | \ident Truman and President-elect | Eisenhower confer immediately on American policies concerning Ko- rea and other major problems | ‘facing the U. N. Assembly. Wiley |is the ranking Republican on the | Senate Foreign Relations Commit- | tee, Palar’s approach to the Commu- wo - nists was on an Indonesia com- NY) th f i ween American anc SIMMER DOWN, SENOR. REMEMBER, YOUR | | BUT IF MATILDA DOES DECIDE TO |e eee Aaa area LADY HAS SAID THAT IF YOU LOSE YOUR MARRY BRUCE INSTEAD OF ME, I'LL The Indonesian proposal now i: TEMPER AGAIN, SHE'LL MARRY You! BEAT. THAT HOMBRE TO A PULP! under private discussion by th: — Arab-Asian bloc in the U. N., but i! has not yet been put forward for 6: RECKON YOu'RE RIGHT. ! mally. YOU HAVE TO MAKE A MAKE Her | BLIND DATE WITH A AD A CREEPY 5 he w Greet na Be Jos! | $ g=2 ye { — YOU HAVE TO TAcE || HER DANCING —SPEND youre WEEK'S ALLOWANCE ON HER = MAKE LOVE —AND KISS Hee GOODNIGHT.” Copr. 1951, King Features Syndicate, Inc., From savage villages of Africa to the paved streets of cities to the gilted temples of the Orient, THE PHANTOM moves—always ready 9 thwart evil, eager to help those in trouble. or mystery fans, THE PHANTOM—with his strange, mystie powers — makes fascinating comic _page reading, f Start following THE PHANTOMS. adventures “tonday, November 10, in The Key West Citizen. cross 30. Defeating at ian opera chess arrow open- 32. Jubilant , ' WO PT ; oe 25. Most faithful | "| \ + 4 | It calls for a commission, along 10. Morning: 37. Withered ee sata w) ' lines suggested by Soviet Foreign ebb: * Pleasant \| if es Minister Andrei Vishinsky, to }3 = 5 i | bring peace and unification to Ko 2 r 43. | | rea . o one's “. It also recognizes the American 47 insistence that prisoners of war must not be forced at gunpoint {to return to their homes The resolution seeks to smooth Sbhiey away the differences on this issue Read metri- by setiing up a neutral coramissio Pines 2 th Down | which would supervise the ex z Allernative change of prisoners rows 3. Tear i y ft 4 Greater WHAT?! YOU'RE GOING TO SEE GYPSY JOE? WHY, I'LL BLAST THAT FORTUNETELLING VARMINT AND-- VIAISIEMMAIL (TO) mT ec CMNE AD) LEE SMOAIIT Solution of Saturday's Puzzie 57. Synthetic material . Ocgan 18. News organi- zation: eobr. Prepares to official 50. Near . Underground Positive elec- trie pole Grudges — ser Syrmbot ter teligr ium WASHINGTON ~The Justice Department says Alger Hiss has formally applied for parole from the Lewisburg, Pa., Federal Peni tentiary. | Hiss, a former State Department lemploye. was convicted of perjury im 1950 in denying he gave secret | documents to a Communist courier and began serving a five-year term im March, 1951. He becomes eligible for parole Nov. Zi, when he will ‘have completed one-third of his time in prison The five-man parole board bold a bearing next week, possibly Wednesday. Hf Hiss’ application | is approved, he could leave prison | Nov. ‘22 j — { Oi and lubricants can be pro By Roy Gotto | —— { «WEVE GOT SOME NEW YY SOME \ / LONG-PASS PLAYS THATLL | SWITCH» : wy (RUN TH WiLDCAT _A YO y HUNH?... DEFENSE \7 YUH AIM T PLAY RAGGEDY OZARK FER 60 MINUTES AGINST THEM RUSTLUHS? AND WAIT'LL m oil shale, coa SEES SESS¥e BE B SeN BEE ; i gas but cost more than produced from petroleum ‘