The Key West Citizen Newspaper, February 2, 1953, Page 8

Page 8 THE KEY WEST CITIZEN Monday, February 2, 1953 FLASH GORDON EEL pF STILL SEE ( THE REEF IF THEYSTOP, ONLY ONE MORE QUESTION. WHY TREATED I PLANTED THAT GELIEF AMONG THE NATIVES --THAT IF THEY TOUCHED ONE OF MY SERVANTS ‘TWEY WOULD BECOME LIKE THEM-~ 99 eerz THEY PROBABLY GOT A YEN 2 FOR THE SPANISH MAIN WELL, NATURE LOVERS...NO BARNEY GOOGLE AND SNUFFY SMITH P ; AHH --THOSE *HUSH-UB YOU PUPPY DOGS rLA-LA It “Mesa ZEE MESSAGE, SHE CAN _WAIT- AFTER ZEE BIG MEAL JIGGS-1 HAVE GOOD Ni MY BROTHER JERRY COMING TO VISIT US WISH YOU'D MEET HIM ‘ AT THE STATION ~ IT UNFORTUNATELY HE DIDN'T SAY WHETHER HE WAS TRAVELING BY PULLMAN OR COACH! I HOPE YOU WON'T HAVE TROUBLE FINDING HIM! DON'T MAGGIE = T'LL FIND HIME "EM,CHIEF? SPO By GAYLE TALBOT NEW YORK #—Just in ‘case there's any monkey business going on in the present messed-up heavy- weight situation, Rocky Marciano, the champion, is not going to be caught looking out the window. The Brockton belter already is in training up in the Catskills, do- ing roadwork and limbering exer- cises, and by next Tuesday or Wednesday he plans to begin box- ing steadily under the eye of his trainer, little Charlie Goldman, in a high school gymnasiuim at Liber- ty, N. ¥. This looks like a remarkably start in view of the fact that there By Lee Falk and Wilson McCoy is no possibility Rockey will de- fend his title before April 10. He is passing up many thousands of dollars in exhibitions and personal appearances in starting the long grind now. Jersey Joe Walcott, who presum- ably will be Marciano’s opponent on April 10 at Chicago, said the other day he wouldn’t move a wheel until his manager, Felix Bo- echicchio, recovers from the heart attack which sent him to a local hospital a week ago. Presumably he meant he wouldn’t even begin training until Felix is on-his feet, which might be another five or six weeks. Add to this the fact that the By Lee Falk and Phil Davis Walcott camp has not yet agreed BECAUSE I MAY MARRY YOU. SHALL WE SWIM NOW ? By John Cullen Murphy YOU CALL OFF THOSE MONSTERS?| WE CAN EXPLAIN BETTER ON THE By Fred Lasswell GOT MORE BRAINS THAN T GNE KIM CREDIT FER : By George McManus HEY- JERRY - COME to Chicago as the site of the scrap, and it hecomes even more appar- ent that Al Weill, RKocky’s mana- ger, has something on his mind in making his young gladiator buckle down to work here in the dead of winter. Al admitted the charge. “How do I know what htat bunch | is going to do?” he demanded sus- Piciously. “How do I know when they'll make their move? All I know for sure is that whatever happens and when it happens my fighter is going to be in shape. We’re not going to sit around and wait for them to makeup their minds.” It was pointed out to Weill that Bocchicchio, his opposite number, was, after all, still in the hospital, a very sick man, and that Wal- cott had shown no signs of train- ing, being occupied presently in telling chairman of the New York com- mission. Al’s reply to that was an extended silence. “We'll be in shape,” he finally | said. “We've signed a contragt to fight Walcott on April 10 and we'll be ready. Personally, 1 think they'll agree to fight in. Chicago any day now.” To start the champion’s train- ing at this early date, Weill said he had turned down offers for a series of exhibitions in Mznila, Tokyo and Guam which would have netted between $70,000 and $80,000. He indicated this was proof enought that. he considered the move urgent. We said we assumed that with such a long siege ahead of him in the mountains the champion had , been permitted to take his pretty wife’ and newborn son along. “Certainly not,” Al said indig- nantly. “You know I don’t stand for anything like that.” NEW YORK ‘Allie Reynolds, the Yankees’ great right-hander, was cooling out after a little dis- cussion of salary with his employ- off Bob Christenberry, | RTS ROUNDUP PROMISE OF DELIGHT MA4zi4N sat down opposite Bianca and took off her dark glasses. Somehow she was not surprised to see her. It seemed twhee that those dark eyes of Bianca’s had been watching her all her life. Bianca sat now, aa fost a ed squarely apart, her basket o! provisions (A the. café table, a sly, triumphant smile on her face. Bianca had had money from Marian before, and she was going to try to get some again. ‘ian said a “Don’t look like that, Bianca; the cream is all stolen. You've had all the money you are going to get out of me.” “I need-a some money, very much, Just now, I want some money.” - . Marian called the waiter, and ordered her dinner, and a bottle of wine. She ordered a second glass, and when it came, poured Bianca out a drink and pushed it across to her. Back in England she had looked on Bianca with fear ahd loathing but now, in the shabby little café, with its shabby blue paint and rather frowzy geraniums, Bianca seemed like an old acqudintance. She seemed to bring reality to every- thing. Since she had decided to come to France, Marian had been like a woman in a dream. But there was Bianca, out of her past, and here was she, Marian Grain- er, a respected and respectable ritish housewife. So this crazy trip, with its desperate and still Foe crazy purpose, really was ee. Biahca drank her wine, her eyes suspicious and sullen as she watched Marian picking distaste- fully at the tomato salad which had been brought to her. “How did you know I was here?” asked Marian. “I saw you yesterday. I come here to the market. In Les Fleurs the market is not so good, so I come here to shop some days. I saw you, and I followed you, and I think, the next day when I go to market I will call, but all day you were away. So I wait.” “Pity you wasted your time. I was, over at Les Fleurs. They seem very busy.” By Mary Howard “Si, Bianca wagged her head, “.2ry busy, working, and in the evening having much fun.” She hesitated, “My Gina likes the roulette . . . now she is a famous star she. needs much money. Often she asks me to lend her money, but now I have none left ; +. not until we go back to Eng- land. I thought, Marian will let me have some more money.” Her smile was broad and ingratiating, the dark eyes suggestive. As Marian did not reply, but went on eating her dinnér, the smile vanished, and a look as venomous as a snake’s tongue darted at the tired, handsome face. “Dio mio,” she said softly, “so, suddenly, we do not care who knows, What is this? So little while ago, a week, a little more, anything, anything not to talk about it. The Signor Grainger must not know, and the good lit- tle Anthea she must not know. But now everything has changed? Is it perhaps that you are not cing back to Signor Grainger? 's it perhaps you think the pa- drone will welcome you with open arms?” The black venomous eyes rested on the tired face, the crown of snow-white hair. “Even though it was so long ago, and you are no longer young.” ‘Tt words stung, for a little angry color touched Marian’s cheeks for a moment. She looked at Bianca with sudden slow con- tempt. “Tell what you know. What do you know? Nething. There was never be tee to know, except that I fell in love, like a youn; idiot, and was jilted as I should have expected from the first. I was English, and I had no money . . . not real money for a dot. That was all there was to it. Do you think I’m going to pay you for keeping a story like that to yourself?” Bianca lost her temper, and suddenly began: to stammer and bluster. “No one will believe you. Two so young and in love, alone for so many hours in the little Casino, in the dark .. . it is not human nature!” _Marian said wearily, “Bianca, give it up. you thought I gave you money bee cause I did not want my husband and daughter to know I once had | an affair with Carlotti. It isn’t so. | gave you money to keep you quiet because I had made myself forget the whole thing.” Her hands suddenly gripped together, the knuckles showing whitely through the flesh. “I had: forgote ten it! I had made myself forget. When bag came to Summer-hill by some fantastic coincidence to the house next door to the one where I had lived all my married life, 1 was determined not to re- member. Not to think of him, of Mario, or of my life since he left me. I was not going to know them. ‘They are birds of passage,’ T said, ‘and will soon go!’ Even when Anthea became. interested in the son, and in working for Carlotti, even when you came whining and insinuating and blackmailing in the old remem- bered way, I thought I could do it. It was worth while keeping you quiet. I was afraid of you speaking, but not in the way you thought.” “Then why? Your husband... might he not. . .?” |, “No! Gregory is not Italian. He is not romantic. He is not Mario. He. is sensible, and tolerant and kind. He would not even under- stand the sort of man who is jealous of a woman's life before e knew her. That is nonsense. I just didn’t went them to know, did not want it spoken about, di¢ not want a breath of that time back in my life. Then,. suddenly, when they went away, when saw him again, still so young, so eager for life and ‘untousiet by the years, I found I could not ignore it. The feeling was eating my life away, destroying not just any chance of happiness, but any chance of peace. It -had to be brought out, ‘and faced, and thought about.” She pushed aside her plate, the food untouched, and looked at Bianca. And at her - wide-eyed, incredulous, _ suspi- cious stare, for the first time a touch of humor came into her somber eyes. “I don't know why on earth I should tell. you this, Bianca. You of all people. You would never understand.” (To be continued) sary to get commercial,” Reynolds said with his gold-toothed smile. “What they pay a pitcher for is They don’t pay a reliefer so good Otherwise..1..don’t have much Asked if he and the yanks were very far apari on salary, Allie in- sisted that he and the world cham- pions hadn't really gotten down to discussing the matter yet. He had, tracted session with Roy Hamey, jthe Yankee assistant general man- jager in charge of salary argu- ments. “I can’t say how*far apart we | ground in the center of the city had ruled against holding the Olympics on their property. He the games he starts and wins. felt it was better that Melbourne should have a fine new stadium. Now, less than a month later, choive. Neither offers me any more'i Wwe read that they apparently are challenge than’ the other—starting | right. back where they started, or relieving.” Having learned that Coles is dead serious about. building a stadium, the cricket fathers have decided that, after all, it would be peachy to have their ramshackle old plant rebuilt and made pretty for the however, just come out of a pro- | games, This presents, incidentally, more of a problem than just erecting a new stand to replace the ancient structures on one side of the field which went up originally during are, because we haven't gotten that | Queen Victoria's reign. The cricket far along yet,” Allie said. “I) ground isn't anywhere near level. brought my contract in and I guess |One side of the field is, in fact, we'll do a little talking about it. There's plenty of time as I'm go-| a dozen feet higher than the other. Coles didn’t anticipate any dif- ‘up with a scheme so completely unrealistic, unsound and, shall we say, plumb. silly. All the boys have done as their first. major contribution . toward chaos is to name 31 of our middle+ weights—good, bad—and_ indiffer- ent—as “contenders” fer the va- cated title, and them favite them to begin fighting one another. At least half the group—that’s 5% of them—cannot by any stretch of the imagination qualify as real top- fighters.” No effort -has ‘heen made fo, match them, No. distinction has been made between Bobo Olson, who is. by any reasoning this coun- try’s leading aspirant for the crown, as millions of televiewers will attest, and the No. 11 entry on the list, who probably is laid up with bursitis. No recognition is given the fact that Randy Turpin of England, who ers. And the conversation turned jing to be around here for another |ficulty with the state of Victoria’s to a number of oil wells in which | week.” new laborite government about ob- the Chief has an active interest in his native Oklahoma. NEW YORK (®—The cloud is taining promised funds for build- ing the new stadium, but we note “Look, Allie,” a fellow said, “if |not much bigger than a skillet at you should suddenly make a mil-|the moment, but we have a deep lion dollars out of those wells would |down feeling after reading the you tell the Yankees goodby or | latest news from Australia that would you go right on pitching | it’s touch and go whether the next | some quarters te building anything baseball? I mean, do you love the | Olympic Games will be held atjin Australia at this time except game so much that you couldn't ' Melbourne. This ‘country could get | fow-cost housing. give it up?” jthem yet. The only comment reported to “That's not too hard to answer,”| There plainly has been a great have been made by Coles was the said the World Series hero. “The |change since we were in Mel-'cryptie remark that “instead of that Premier John Cain has or- dered work halted pending confer- ences with the cricket crowd. There is strong opposition from defeated Robinson once and came very near doing it the second time, has a more valid claim to |recognition than any of this ‘coun- try’s fighters. The new joint board, in fact, went out: of its way to | proclaim that it wouldn't look with |great favor upon a meeting be- tween Turpin and Olson. | If you think that’s all, listen, | Originally the super-board named only 10 contenders, but at its most recent meeting one of its members pointed out that there was a home- truth is that I never have liked |bourne just over three weeks 2°0\the games we now have a site |less waif of pugilist named Bob- argument.” That sounds like ajby Dykes who had just outgrown HEY.’ GEE.’ / WELLMR. GIBBLETT A work /\ S&OTO FIX ANYTHING WE eae THEN WHY DONT YOU SIGN P UP OZARK FOR THOSE baseball. It’s just the best way | and had an extended talk with I know of to make money. I al-| Arthur W. Coles, the big shot in-)man who was getting fairly well ways liked football a whole lot “ -‘*-"* who had been cozened | filled up. Coles was their hope. better. Maybe it was because of into taking on the enormous task| The day he decides he's had the body contact.” Ge ¢ z.95 the 1956 carnival. (enough will be a bad one for the There was a minute or two of} Coles, retired and wealthy, ac- | Aussies. stunned silence while the boys di-|cepted the job only because he | Pt Se gested this bit of information. |felt-he was needed and that be NEW YORK —The chances are “Maybe it’s because I’ve been a/would be given pretty much of good that there will not be another pitcher that I missed football,” he|a free hand in untangling what undisputed world middleweight ventured. “I loved to tackle as'was fast developing into am un- champion for years. It might even much as I did to carry the ball | co-ordinated mess. In the brief be that Sugar Ray Robinson, who and I didn’t like to sit on the ;time between his appointment and | retired recently to become a song bench. In baseball I find myself!when we saw him, Coles felt he and dance men, will go down in sitting on the bench three or four had made a great deal of progress | the record books as the last of the days at a ‘ime. Maybe I would and he was confident he had the ; 160-pound kings hove Need it better if I'd been |thing licked You think this unlikely? Then an outfielder.” The particular apple of his eye you haven't studied, with any care ould he perhaps be pleased if|was a great new stadium which ‘the 'joint hare-brained plan of the Casey Stengel used-him exclusively |was to begin rising soon at the |National Boxing Association and as a reliefer? That would at least|old Carlton football ground, The |the New York State Athletic Com keep him better occupied and stop} job of razing the old stands al-' mission to find a successor to the jsome of his brooding over a lost ready had begun Sugar Boy. It required a lot of football career. . | Coles was happy that the men (joint thought. or what pastes for “Well, at this point it's neces- | who control a sprawling old cricket |same in boxing circles, to come THE CISCO KID |the welterweight ranks and needed |help. So they tossed Bobby's name into the hopper too, and a few nights later a welterweight named Gil Turner gave him an awful igoing-over. Whether that mishap | affected Dykes’ status as a middie- | weight tiger we haven't -heard | In the opinion of Nat Fleischer, jthe editor of King magazine and “Mr, Boxing” to much of the fintie | world, the entire scheme is so ume workeble as actually to “belittle” boxing Average annual wage and salary payments in U. S. private industry jhave been estimated at $3.28 in 11951 compared with $1406 in 1929 and $1,019 in 1933 The harbors of Tyre lamers Near East Cities of times have been silted up. By lose Salinas and Rod Heed 4S FLL NEVER FIGHT AGAN COUNT OVER TEN WITHOU ‘ GooTs