The Key West Citizen Newspaper, December 10, 1952, Page 10

Page 10 FLASH GORDON THE KEY WEST CITIZEN Wednesday, December 10, 1952 OTHAR FREES ONE HAND, WEAFUL RIGHT 10 THE MIDRIFF- ‘THE GORILLA BEGINS TOCRUSH LOTHAR--THE HUGE CROWD WATCHES SILENTLY, ; oe INTHE PYTCH-BLACK CAVE~ ON By Lee Falk and Phil Davis By Lee Falk and Wilson McCoy [AND THE PHANTOM SLIPS GUIETEY BACK INTO THE WATER OF THE CAVE # ~ ae THE CHIEF IS By John Cullen Murphy I'VE TRIED TO REACH FELIX a» TELL HIM TO LOSE..BUT I CAN'T... HE'S SURROUNDED BY THE BOXING COMMISSIONER'S T'VE CROSSED UPTHE A.B.S. BY TELLING FELIX BLON HES SUPPOSED TO WIN... THEY'VE ABOUT [Toe By Fred Lasswell By George McManus ( WELL, 7 WHAT GOES ON OFFICER, AND Gor LosT N } Sto) HORE ? THIS HOUSE } THE STORM! BOYLE SAYS NEW YORK (#—A famous moun- tain climber was once asked why he wanted to climb Mt. Everest. “Because it’s there,” he replied, simply. The lofty peak is still there—and still unclimbed, so far as ir. known. The latest expedition is reported to have failed a heartbreaking 150 feet short of its goal. s There are many mountains on the face of the earth yet uncon- quered by men on foot. But Mt. Everest holds a peculiar fascina- tion for mountain climbers because it is thought to be the tallest in the world. It is over 29,000 feet high, and is said still to be growing. And be- cause of this, some men—even the experts—feel the task of reaching its summit on two feet is impos- sible. But there have always been peo- ple in the past who have put a theoretical limit on human achieve- ment, and lived to see their error. It used to be thought no one could ever swim the English Channel. Today a man who doesn’t know someone who has swum the chan- nel has a limited circle of friends. When the machine gun was per- fected, some high-ranking officers thought it meant the end of infantry warfare because no men would dare such murderous fire. They were wrong. In track and field sports some authorities hold that no man will ever sprint a hundred yards in nine seconds or run a mile in four minutes. But because thousands of young athletes dream each year of doing these things, and work to- ward doing them, the chances are that in time they will be done. The wish to attain the supposedly unattainable exists in the heart of every man. That is what makes him a human being. And in the breast of a few men there is a Positive passion to achieve what has never been achieved before. It is these few whose superb strength of body or spirit force the cynics among mankind to revise their ideas of what is possible, and burst the straitjacket of the past. In a tormented world it may seem to many juvenile, useless and even silly for grown men to risk their lives and fortunes trying to climb a mountain. But Mt. Everest is more than just a stormswept height. It is a sym- bol, an eternal challenge. And the restless race of mountain climbers will never rest until one or two among them stamp their weary feet in elation upon its windy peak. The ultimate victory will repre- sent a triumph of all that is best in the human animal — physical courage, endurance, careful plan- ning, selfless teamwork toward a goal beyond personal profit, It is an odd fact that in these expeditions up Mt. Everest the na- tive Tibetans and Nepalese, ac- customed to vast heights, wear out sooner than the British or Swiss climbers, The reason probably is that the native climbers are doing it for pay. The British and Swiss go higher because they have a higher goal. Why do they want to climb Mt. Everest? There is a spiritual qual- ity in their brief answer: “Because it is there.” HEAVY FOG STOPS WASHINGTON TRAFFIC WASHINGTON (#—A dense fog blanketed Washington early Tues-| day, slowing traffic to a crawl and grounding flights out of National Airport. Drivers in some parts of the city reported they couldn’t see the 5 Chapter 1 Ss S= eyes swung back “I. was natural that should bring Mr. Farrar to Un, sehorita, but was there some special rea- son 1.F it? Something beyond just | eed Safely away from San larcos?’ Toni lifted her head proudly and then got up and crossed the room to stand before Palmenter. “I think you know,” she said softly. “For years we have gath- ered men and guns and supplies. We have built an organization that covers all Texas. But we have not regained a single league of land or paid for one death of all those Morgan has caused.” She! swung around and threw out her arm toward = “I have brought you a leader! A fighting man—a man untouched by the internal jealousies that have held us inac- tive till now. Here is your leader, Bae bbgick a aged be sefior. Can show us map better nostrils flari one?” Palmenter’s eyes searched Clay’ face, strangely harsh and chal lenging, untouched by liking or dislike, intense and pitiless in ‘ake their probing appraisal. “You know of Las Espinas?” “I don’t know anything about them. I do know what’s happened to Dexter Hood—and to Toni.” “And yet, without knowing, you still want to be their leader? Clay shook his head angrily, his mouth a thin, knife-cut line. “I haven’t asked for the job. If you can handle it without.me, that’s fine, If you need help, ’'m willing to talk shout a No more and no Abruptly Palmenter smiled, a swift change that transformed him into a friendly, vital person- Sy: instead of a hooded, inimical sphinx. “You were — candid with me, Mz. Farrar, Let me be equally frank with you. To put it briefly, the organization known as Espinas is made up of men who were robbed of their land by Morgan’s men—the land-pirates who call themselves the Regula- tors. Palmentera is’ a rallying point for Las Espinas—a place where we accumulate men and Wayward Bus Man Enrages Riders, And Vice Versa CHICAGO (#—W. E. Jackson, 30, a Chicago Transit Authority street car motorman for four months, got his long awaited chance to drive a CTA bus Monday. His tour of duty as a bus pilot was hectic, speedy and brief. He was in the Loon at the height of the evening rush. Traffic was snarled. Package laden Christmas shoppers jampacked his Archer Avenue bus before he slammed the doors and took off for the 10 mile express trip to the Southwest Side. | He didn’t make a single stop to take on or let off a passenger. He drove his howling passengers | all the way to the bus barn at, Rockwell Street, jumped from the bus and walked into the superin- tendent’s office. “I’m through,” Jackson said as he threw his identification badge onto a desk. “I spent 10 years in the Army but I can’t take this.” ; A relief driver-was summoned to, take the distraught passengers to their destinations. A CTA spokesman said Jackson had quit. “He can’t do that,” the spokes- man said. “We'll fire him.” sidewalks, and even pedestrians were having trouble finding their way. | The Weather Bureau said the peasoup covering, which set in about midnight, lifted shortly aficr sunrise. Las| bitter battle back to Palmenter, there was no more hot fury in her voice. In- stead, there was the strength of an unshakable decision that could not be questioned. call a council of Las Espinas and demand that someone else replace you!” Palmenter’s eyes were hooded now and, as Clay watched him, he saw the deep chest rising and fall- ing, as the man fought out the with himself. Then abortive bow a he The weariness clouded again and, like a man at the limit his stri he lifted one hand ms.” His body sketched, a tortured, turned awa: the lids came up and the eyes be-| Soft! neath them were no longer harsh and challenging. Their Paced Aghia ce gee of in- expressible exhaustion, weari- ness too great to bear, “You haven't any idea 8. Fruit drinks Cord 12. Household a Crossword Puzzle gma ul oe ete pe eer ae fo be continued), >i Ny port ORs ey DOMES wzZrin ra i Eeatdoe et a Xead the Classified Ads in The Citizen HEY. SomEBODY! FETCH A ROPE!