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Page 10 FLASH GORDON THE KEY WEST CITIZEN Friday, December 19, BO ae! QUICK! TO THE MMM viricie! Ler's ceT A OUT OF HER BEFORE. MANDRAKE THE ; | MA FAKER,AMI# Hi | ENOUGH OR BOYOU QUIT? MAGICIAN AND THEYRE AT IT, HAMMER AND TONGS-- 1952 BEFORE MAC CAN MOVE, THE, PHANTOM 1S ON HIM LIKE LIGHTNING. CHIPS SHIFTS AWAY FROM T ATTACKS OF BLON. IT HS OPPON SHIFTS UNDER HIS LEAD..,AND MOVES F: -THAIN'T SEEN HIM SINCE HE GOT HISSE’E MARRIED-- TEN-FIFTEEN WwHar asour THIS QAR YOU WERE ORiVING? HAW Haw Haw! WON'T OL’ LUKE'S EYES BUG OUT WHEN HE SEES I GOT ‘TWO YOUNG-UNS ? + ___ By Lee Falk and Phil Davis BOYLE | SAYS NEW YORK (#—An open letter to G. I. Joe in Korea: Dear Joe, Well, kid, I thought I would fill }you in on the news from your Everybody is e: big reunion and reconciliation of {General Ike and General Mac. There has been nothing like it since Stanley met Dr. Livingston in darkest Africa. General Mac is supposed to have bent General Ike’s ear with a new } plan to get you out of Korea. The Democrats, taking a tip from} | Harry Truman, are saying, “Well, what is it?” And the Republicans jare saying, “Wait and see.” However, nobody has’ said any- |thing yet about speeding up the |rotation system, and if I were you, Joe, I'd go on keeping my feet and my rifle clean. No matter what plan the generals make, it’s the doughboy who has to carry it out. Everybody here is off on the annual Christmas gift buying jag. It looks like a record year, and even the d on Park Avenue are wearing mi jackets. “I never saw such prosperity,” a friend of mine told me. “Why, there were 40 people ahead of me at the finance company this morn- ing, wait. or the doors to open so they could borrow money to buy Christmas presents.” The way things are, Joe, a fellow can hardly afford not to borrow | money. It’s the only way you can | falling back, was less than a hun- be sure you still got some credit. And, of course, the Democrats say, “Well, you might as well borrow all you can. When the Republicans get in, there won’t be any money or | credit either.” | The Democrats are still so mad | at losing the election it’s hard to | figure whether they are afraid of a depression under the G. O. P.- or are yearning for one. I guess | it is hard on morale to get thrown } out of a swivel chair after 20 years. The government is busy investi- gating everybody in Washington who can’t afford to winter in Florida. The way it seems to work is that they all choose up sides, and say, “You investigate us this week, and we'll investigate you next week.” Another theory is that the Demo- crats want to get each other all ted now so that when the s get in power the only ones left for them to investigate will be themselves. It looks like the new Congress may go on television, and the gos- sip is they are holding out for a more appropriate sponsor. I hear the only offer so far was made by a chlorophyll deodorant. But, all in all, Joe, it looks like the country will survive. The only fellow I know who doesn’t have a job is your Uncle Jim-the one that swore off, working back in 1910 during what the Democrats | now refer to as “the first Taft administration.” Well, kid, keep close to your | bunker over there. The thing we'd | like best is to have you with the | family around our tree this year. | That’s the Christmas present the nation wants most now--to have | you home again. You aren't for- | gotten | Good luck, | Hal Boyle | ROBBERY LOOT FOUND AFTER PHONE TIP | jewels was recovered by police Wednesday after an caller telephoned a newspaper. i The mystery caller told the New By George McManus) IT WAS My STEPRAT He SAID COULD USS TO FINO A 2084 HE MU REPORTED IT STOLEN J OZARK IKE haul in a Broadway York Daily Mirror that the jewels ‘robbery earlier this week. Chapter 19 ILAY’s eyes were as sharp and alert as an eagle’s as he fol- lowed the ebb and flow of the withdrawal. He was leaning for- ward in the saddle, his eyes meas- uring distances, as his feverish thoughts weighed the possibilities and risks before him. Without) turning his head, he snapped an order at Tyree. “Get the second squadron back out of here. Wheel them into echelons of platoons east of the entrance, The first squadron will fall back past you, and just about that time I think we'll see a charge from Morgan’s outfit. Let them get out of the canyon, broad- side to you, and then catch them in the flank. With any luck at all, you'll smash them to hell and gone.” Tyree stared for an instant as the scope of the strategy unfolded itself before him, and then he grinned. “By God, Colonel!” There was respect and amazement in his voice. “We'll do that job for you —an’ proud to do it!” He wheeled in a shower of sand and dust and Clay heard him shouting commands as he spurred back to the restively waiting squadron: The first squadron, still dred yards away. Halfway up the canyon, impeded by fallen horses, wounded men, and all the con- fi m of the aftermath of con- flict, the officers of the Regulators were struggling desperately to form their disordered units for a charge. “It won't be long, Web,” Clay said tensely..“If we can time it right, we'll catch them right at the mouth.” He straightened his reins and swung his horse around in the di- rection Tyree had gone. “Take charge here,” he said. “Try to get them clear of the canyon before the Regulators charge.” Web’s head :erked around and he stared at Clay in blank unbe- lief. “You—you ain’t pullin’ out?” Clay grinned at him, his hand tight on the hilt of his saber. “You see me,” he promised, Youthful Hero Gets High Honor | | LONDON (#—John Bamford, a 15-year-old Newthorpe coal mine worker who helped save his moth- er and three other children from their blazing home, has been awarded the George Cross—Brit- ain’s highest honor for bravery outside military combat. He is the |youngest person ever to receive the award. John and his father rescued the rest of the family from the fire Oct. 19. The boy crawled through flames to a bedroom and seized two younger brothers from their beds. He dropped one through a ; window to safety but the other be- came hysterical and ran back into the flames. John chased the screaming child, caught him and threw him out the window. The young hero is now in a hos. pital suffering from bad burns. Tuesday when he heard about the award he said: “I think it’s a bit daft really’ do owt (anything can't remember much about th night of the fire.” I didn’t and would be found in a subway station checking locker. The newspaper called the police who found gems valued at betweeu NEW YORK ® — A cache of | $10,000 and $15,000 in the locker plus assorted watches and bracc anonymous / lets The jewels were part of a $25,0 jewelry stor NOW US WILDCATS \ ARE THAILIN’ BY ‘SPOTS AFTUH 4 <4 THAT FIELD GOALS”) “Right now I'm going to join the] second squadron. | His lips tightened and he; straightened himself in the saddle. “You heard me tell Tyree we were going to take them in the flank, When that charge is made, Web, I’m going to be leading it.” He was tortured with worry as he rode away. One mistake, one false calculation, and his entire command would be wiped out. Deep lines carved furrows in his face as he considered the possi- bilities, and he realized that the palms of his hands were wet with sweat. If the Regulators charged before the remnants of the first squadron cleared the mouth of the pass, there would be nothing to do but throw in the second squad- ron to their relief—and that would mean just such another wild, inconclusive melee as the one they had just escaped. From his brief survey, he knew that the Regulators had sent four, perhaps five hundred men against them, and Las Espinas had already lost almost two full troops in the bat- tle in the canyon. His fingers tightened on the hilt ‘of the saber until his hand was white and his eyes hardened into chilled steel. One desperate gamble on this final charge. HE cantered out of the canyon and saw the second squadron on his right. The troops were massed at fifty-foot intervals, four dark knots of mounted men with sabers drawn and with the ner- vous :ntensity of imminent com- bat as palpably about them as a fog. He drew rein beside Tyree. “You're ready?” “By God, yes! We're ready. Are the boys coming along?” “Any minute now. I’m taking the first troop in. Send in the others in rotation, each one about fifty feet to the right and fifty feet behind the preceding troop.” “Send them in? An’ what about me?” Clay grinned and clap him on the shoulder. “You'll be all right. Take Kitsmiller’s place and lead the fourth troop in. I've got an idea there'll be plenty going on be the time you get there.” me, Colonel,” he admitted. thought for a minute you might be plannin’ to leave me : and God knows that’s no place for a man named Tyree.” The rattle of rifle fire at hand now. As they wat the battered troopers of the squadron began to appear. Breath- lessly, Clay watched them emerge fail beck dave tbe wallay a ya lown ie then heard the high-pitched shouts that signaled the beginning of the Regulators’ Fee a One minute the plain before them was Ce rere then the roaring column enemy thundered into view. Leaning far> tended at arm’ length, whooping ent at arm’s let wl like Comanches, they galloped to the attack. Clay raised his arm, held it “ the ass the anne th ” y, and then suddenly brought down in a sharp, forward-swing- ing arc at the same time he lifted his mount from a standing start to a gallop. He heard the thunder- ing response of the i him and then he was the flank of the Through the saw the other three like flung stones and felt the ulators’ charge falter fall hopeless confusion, as they turned to face this new attack. For a nightmare period of de- lirium there was the roar of hand- to-hand conflict, the ebb and of savage men unl in nase d less ferocity. ‘ like wol swept over the like wolves, They crest of the valley in a pet rout, and as they is OWN men, one drew rein and spabdonsd toe easen It was over—over for but not fdr tomorrow. As Clay wa! his men come riding slowly back, ne seewi they had won a — ut in the winnil a torch that ning they uench. 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