The Key West Citizen Newspaper, December 12, 1952, Page 6

Page 6 Y WEST CITIZEN FLASH GORDON Friday, December 12, 1953 E UNKNOWN’ CHALLENGER PICKS UP THE GREAT ANIMAL AS THOUGH IT WERE A SACKOF MEAL ~~ LIGHTS ON US? PIHEY HAD GUNS! 7 HE WAS INJURED 4 IN THE LAST GAME! By Lee Falk and Phil Davis it the names of a number of spin- | ~-AND BETUSN! | |ANo THE 7 TOS Case! Roa Se SUDDENLY EXEL AY os BUT I OOF IT'S JUST THA ALL RIGHT! T'LL DO IT! IT TAKE SOME ADJUSTMENTS ON THE CORNUCOPIAK BUT YOU CASTLE ‘OHH f WiLt, oo iver mipuour ABOUT THAT ¥ YUL GIT UP ER. NAME, WELL - SUPPOSE HAD TOLD HER REAL AGE - AND SHE \., SAID YOU LOOKED fT-- OVER TO ARTES HOUSE For ASec! PULSET HE THINKS ~ | York, ‘| project now is the lack of a few NEW YORK ( — A pavement} Plato views the news: Plans for the first commercial rocket flight to the moon are going steadily forward at the Hayden Planetarium. Thousands of prospective pas- sengers have signed up for the initial voyage, including a number of canny real estate dealers anx- ious to open new areas of suburban development for Metropoltan New i The long waiting list also has on | sters who wish to see what the Man in the Moon is like, Others | want to go simply because they | have a desire to go anywhere out of this world. All that is really holding up the billion dollars to build a proper space ship. Uncle Sam, the only guy around with that kind of mon- ey, is still investing it in jet |bombers and other earth - bound toys. Margaret Phelan, the beauteous Texas night club warbler, who also is a handy gal with a skillet, re- cently volunteered to act as official songstress and cook for the pro- posed lunar voyage. Dr. Robert R. Coles, chairman of the Hayden Planetarium, ac- cepted the offer with alacrity, but pointed out some of the problems | Miss Phelan would face in her} double role: “We have already signed up a! good fiddler, and I think we could} use you, too, in view of the long, | frigid nights (two weeks from sun- | set to sunrise). We shall need plenty of hot music. The big dif- | ficulty is that there is no atmos- phere on the moon, and therefore | no one could hear your stuff unless | you retired to the pressurized cab- | in of the space ship, | “Your offer to serve as cook, | also, is particularly welcome, espe- | cially if you can make flapjacks. | “It is so hot on the moon by | day (about 212 degrees Fahrenheit) | that you could fry them directly | in the sunlight on the floor of a lunar crater. And flapping them would be most fun of all since, due to the moon’s lesser gravity, they would rise six times as far the sky before coming to roust Science marches on! This dismaying era has b made even more burdens k an endless rash of “talking do stories. Now, truth being ever stranger than fiction, a real live spelling horse has broken into the news, The animal in question, “Lady Wonder” of Richmond, Va., for a buck will answer any three ques- tions posed to her by a human be- ing. She painstakingly muzzles out her replies letter by letter on a big spelling machine. What is so wonderful about that? She is 28 years old after all, and her spelling is even worse than that of an 18-year-old stenographer with a progressive school educa- tion. Personally, I see no reason why any adult shou'd let 2 semi-illiter- ate horse poke her nose into his problems. One of the most com- forting things about animals through the centuries has been the fact they haven’t learned to talk and give advice. Talk is cheap, and perbaps that is why they have wisely and loyally remained silent for so long. If Ledy Wonder had any real horse sense, she wouldn't be an- swering questions, S! ask them And the first one she would spell out would be the one that has OZARK IKE Chapter 13 hard gray eyes now, but it was only interest and not acceptance. Clay felt his hands clenched into fists, his jaw thrust forward in the final intensity of determination, his eyes dark slfts that swept the mass of men before him. His voice swept up in a challenge, a ch Jenge he was almost despera’ afraid these men would not a cept. “But, by God, I can lead you to the Guif! I can lead you to Mor- gan, and when we're through, there’ll be no more Morgan and there'll be no more Regulators! Ij want men#-and I want them now! You've growled and grumbled be- cause you've been held here at Palmentera and you haven’t had a chance to show what you can do, All right, by God, here’s your chance! Are you going,with me to Velanto, or are you going to stay here until your saddles rot and your guns are too rusty to fire a charge?” . For an instant there was com- lete si'ence in the courtyard and fe was sick with th. awful despair of complete and irreparable fail- ure. And then, like a wave rolling up on the shore, a ragged cheer began to gather momentum as it rolled through the uneven ranks. ‘There were hats in the air and rifle shots blasting exultantly into the sky, and then the deep-bearded captain stepped forward and mounted the steps beside him. Without speaking to Clay, he turned to the howling mob and threw both his arms above his head in a demand for silence. | Clay’s eyes were tense upon him and his teeth gnawed on his lower lip until the hot blood trickled down his chin. He had won them over but he had not won this man, and now it would be touch and go. as to which would prevail. Dimly, half stunned by disappointment and anger, he heard the captain’s bull voice ris- ing above.the tumult, “Quiet! quiet! I've got a ques- tion to ask this man, an’ I'm goin’ to ask it, if I have to fight every | man in this stockade!” He had their respect and he had. influence; that was plain enough, for the shouting gradually sank away and the men were quiet and curious again. Saucer ane Ik ‘Said To Be Solved WASHINGTON, (#~Dense, swirl ing sheets of air high in the sk may have caused false “blips” t }show up on radar sets, touchir,; off last summer’s reports of flying souters. The Civil Aeronautics Adminis tration said Wednesday wind eddic can bend a radar beam downward so that it picks up an object on ‘the ground and makes it look like | something floating high in the hea- ; vens. When the unidentified blips, or | spots on radar screens, were pickes' jup last summer by airport radar jsets the popular belief was that lonly solid objects on which radar was directly focused would show up. | The CAA announcement ‘’cdues day is in accord With an Air Force | report last July that a temperature | inversion could deflect radar wave: jand cause false images on the set. | In an analysis of all the flying | saucer radar “sightings” on it jrecords, the CAA said many of ithem apparently were caused by “secondary reflections” caused by j bent radar beams. Subscribe to The Citizen Iplagued all human creatures through the ages: | “Why do people act the way they do? What's wrong with you all any- way?” HOPE THEY AINT PLUM ED By Paul Robinson FE €IS¢O KID eles captain swung around to { ‘Lt HERE was some interest in the nd his eves searched ray sombrero to pol- face Clay j him from ished boots. | “You said you were from Ken- jtucky? What part might you be from? What county in Kentucky do you call home?” Clay frowned down at him, sur- | prised at the turn the question | had taken, searching his mind for the purpose behind it. But there was no motive that he could find. “Wayne County,” he said slow- ly, and then, so that all men might | hear his answer as they had heard the captain's question, he repeated his reply in a voice that carried to the farthest rank. “Wayne County! Wayne County, Kentucky!” The captain nodded grimly. as if it were the reply he had ex- | pected, | “And was there a man in Wayne County some years ago called Bradley Todhunter Far- rar?” he demanded. Clayis head jerked up in amaze- ment and his eyes bored into the bearded face before him. “There was,” he snapped trucu- lently. “Bradley Todhunter Far- rar was my father. And now you tell me what that is to you.” But the grimness was gone from the captain’s face and the black beard was split by a smile as wide as a morning sunrise. “I knew it!”. he exulted, “I knew it the minute I clapped my eyes on you!” He swung back to face the crowd. “He’s told you he’s no soldier,” he roared. “but his father was colonel of my brigade when we helped old Andy Jackson whip the British out of New Orleans in 1812! There never was a smarter soldier or a braver man than Col- onel Brad Farrar, If this is his boy, I'm ready to follow him to hell an’ back—an’ th’ rest of you can count on goin’ along, too! Clay passed his hand over his face in a gesture of almost shat- tering relief. When he looked at it, he saw that the hand was wet with sweat and he realized that he had been holding his breath from the beginnin; the captain’s speec! _ If the courtyard had been burst- ing with noise before, it was sheer pandemonium now, Like a break- ing ice jam, the men were break- ing ranks and surging toward the \veranda where Clay stood. They ACROSS 29, Discount $1, Those who walk in water $2. Gaelic . Association . One indefi- nitely . Feminine name 35. Upright 36. Deface 39. Law Latin; abbr. 40. Harbor 41, Languish 42. As far as 43, Resolved 45. Conclude 47. Ocean 48, Old musical note 49. Representae ve . Legatee . Guido's lowe est note Sault Sainte Marie 23. Location 24 Poker stake . Unwanted plants Apple juice to the end of} th | swarmed up the almost ied by | man bel se i man pum! i lea:ed it only to have \an endless stream of He was pounded on the back, cheered. offered innumerable flasks of whisky, and finally was ‘borne back to the | by, the sheer weight Released from the harsh loubt and uncertainty, he shouted with the best of them, | gaunt frontiersmen as pum- meled him, and exchangedabrazos | with the hard-eyed vaqueros who swarmed about nim, Toni and Palmenter had re- treated to the shelter of the hall- way, but when the crowd fell back a little, Clay beckoned Toni to him and lifted Ter lightly to his shoulder so that they all might ee, na outing di away a8 abruptly as it's cane of sllance thad n pressed down upon it as the men stared, hungrily and un- believingly, at this exotic miracle {their commander suddenly | Presented to them. » Clay looked around the circl smiling a little at the wonder their faces, holding the secret her identity from them for stant while they drank beauty. Then, in a tone ried less than half a score he ke her name: ‘oni Venita O'Neill.” They ited the words flowing back in ever ing circles until it rea men who stood in the out “Font O'Neill!” “Miss Toni Veni There was no did not know her tion and escape. man, who heari growled deep sworn to bring Vengeance to them, she was Espinas, the liv: cause for which now she was hi compare, her pride and her lips smiling Rene @ Rezvast i E fg ast still Fy fd i em. Smiling, Clay set her on and hooked her arm as io roan ma move slow! wi e shouting waves of warriors who were massed about them. wc, (Te be continued) FE : [TAGHISPIOR ‘ Ali IL MP lolwie Crossword Puzzle §a08 30 ae : A : g F ty 51. Japanese coin DOWN 1. Str boxes 2 Incocsbletar comb; aE it 5 ¥ if i z Hie an SESRPSERER FSSESR F SES BES © exw eee ll ee By Jose Salinas and Rod Reed WA STS WORKING OUT VERY WELL!