The Key West Citizen Newspaper, February 23, 1953, Page 8

Page 8 FLASH GORDON THE KEY WEST CITIZEN “WE CAREFULLY WATCHED 7HE ROOTS AND HERBS THAT HE GATHEPLO--"” NO SELL SECRET POWDER. AGAINST TRIBE LAW. OA--IS WATCH FOR ME? YES--1F YOU JUST LET US WATCH 2) Cc BARNEY GOOGLE AND SNUFFY SMIT"’ T HAVE ZEE QUESTION, IJUGHAID--FOR TWO FRANCS, CAN YOU NAME TEN GREAT 1 SCULPTORS OF ZEE RENAISSANCE ? OON'T BE SILLY- HOMBURGS ARE Al @ RAGE-00 LET ME SMELL Your BREATH I'VE BEEN FOLLOWING \ H-M-M ~~ OKAY WHAT WAS: THE IDEA, WEAVIN' ALL OVER: » THE ROAD? HUH 2? Monday, February 23, 1953 00C LEARNED HOW TO MAKE THE POWDER-- ANO SO DIOT. HIM MEASURE AND PREPARE IT--” INTERESTING, BETTA. BUT HOW] HA!! THe you ARE f@ WASTING ZEE TIME ~ IN SCHOOL!! YOU HAVE LEARNED HELLO! IS \ { WHAT? HAVENT AUNT MAGGIE }_ | YOU GOT A HOME > = caat nF OKAY-LET SOME (ONE ELSE DRIVE." (A You'R& TOO YOUNG To De” | MEANWHILE- NOT FAQ | FROM DEBBYT HOUSE, ) A BIG CONVERTIBLE Ky Books by A. de T. Gingras (JEMIMA by Oriel Malet, novel of adolescence, published by Little, Brown and Co., Boston, Mass., 279 pages.) Az NINE o'clock Eve Odegarde Seventeen year old Hemima blew out two bracket in a room that had once been parlor of a ate residence but now held a_dozen oilcloth- covered tables. Because steamy warmth still flowed from the kitchen, where Limpy Smith was washing dishes, Eve left the street door ee aoe aa Eve stopped in the doorway air, and recalled Dean, child of divorced parents, is taken out of an English board- ing school and sent to Paris with the 21 year old daughter of a mid- dleaged professor and a selfish middleaged lady. After 60 pages of English pre- liminaries, they get on the Golden tal. Once there, they take up quarters in an old pension belong- ing to an ancient French family, and in the house is handsome Frederick, last of the line. What happens as April come to Paris and to the decayed gentility oc- curing the old house is the story thread. The author’s descriptive style is sometimes penetratingly beautiful. Jemima’s grandmother’s house in London, the ancient pension in and the streets of the French capital itself, becomes vividly alive to the reader under her sensitive pen. But unfortunately Miss Malet misses doing a really good piece of fiction on several counts. Two major parts of ‘the plot hang on coincidence. These remain uncon- vineing in fiction, even if some- times they do occur jin real life. The first one the reader might swallow after some hard chewing and violent choking, but the second reader couldn't even get into his sense of the believable. Maiben. According to Lew Strom- berg, owner of the Big Roman Maiben had been led with a fresh- Four outfit caught red-! botched bran Step) quickly out to the stoop, face was shadowed by a tilted nat brim but at once: Sam Maiben! Paris, show himself in town, Eve watch- Arror train for the French capi alee ey heard about Sam your last stole beef!” came running veranda, curiosity, and a few Severide, and Charley e thought | tiously aside, leavii ! beyond Rimbaud. T Astonished that Sam should| trouble was that plain. the stable doorway with a in! his hand. She heard the Roman | Stromber, Four rider say, “You've butchered | taking orders, No man who knew z They might fail to reco; from Spanish Strip — grim-eyed jens men like Al Shumway, Swede | Paud’s w’ hter's Return by Leslie Ern The man sat high and lean-shaped in the saddle like Sam Maiben. He wore a black, flat-crowned Texas hat and rode a roan horse, like Sam. Even his moonlit face was familiar. But it wasn’t Sam Maiben’s face. He had peered at Buck Aubrey in frowning silence for a long mo- ment. Now he said, “Quit pointing that gun at me.” Eve recognized him then. “Jim!” she exclaimed, and saw Aubrey’s mouth go loose-lipped with ee zlement. She heard him blurt, “You ain’t Maiben!” Lew Stromberg and Ernie Link came up to stand beside Aubrey. Stromberg c at Rimbaud in narrow-ey: hostility, demanding, are you?” Rimbaud ignored the question. With -his right hand close to his holster he said rankly, “Get out of my way.” ‘There was a moment while re- e saw a rider pulled up| sentment tightened Lew Strom- in front of Gabbert’s Savery His/ berg’s high-beaked ywn- ut in the street we men i ly asi a wide lane smell of ed young Buck Aubrey ease from Ez watched Stromberg, fearful that he would draw. Lew wasn’t accustomed to him would be brash enough to te Li give him one, for he was an un- Lew Stromberg and Ernie Link | Crowned king in Quadrille Basin. Saloon. Other men came from ou urgently, “That's Jim Steinfeld’s stoop and the hotel J townsmen prompted by |2#me would mean to Stromberg homesteaders knowing what the and to every man who heard it. face here in the moonlight, but wouldn’t onn, who were friends of Sam Maiben. | Mistake the name that had be- @ gun-smoke legend on both he past two come Sheriff Robillarde hurried over | sides border these sides of the from the agreeable lady, is too blatantly a} *& ae No shooting!” valainess from the very Beginning. wer All the little and big heroes and heroines are delighted excepting for some charming moodiness. This same Ladies Home Journal aia Seng is also evident in e er handling of sex. Why it is modern authors never seem to be Mor € Business, able to write with proportion about sex is a puzzle. They either over- at him in “No shoot- he for And now, as the tall rider tar tas the bors nudged back the brim of his bat-| you tered hat, Eve Odegarde stared| “Mi wide-eyed years, Lew Strom! stepped aside, id to ride it doing Se ney it, imran od ae (Expected For Coming Year of pornography, or their charac- ters seem to step from Sundi By SAM DAWSON School weeklies, NEW YORK #—More business— Miss Malet might very easily|and maybe more profits—are pre- and with delicacy have dug a|dicted for this year by a number little deeper into the imaginative | of optimistic corporate executives and emotional peregrinations of | today. her two leading ladies. The confident note is wounded by teem heads of companies in the steel, Guest Review By Dick Milne ile, paper, communica- (IT TAKES ALL KINDS by Mau-|tions, building and credit fields. rice Zolotow, non-fiction, publish-{ Stabilized oil prices, with world ed by Random House, New York | consumption increasing by about City, 304 pages.) 5 per cent, is predicted by Eugene Anyone who likes to think he |Holman, president of Standard Oil knows what makes people tick --|Co. (New Jersey). He thinks the especially people in the limelight | profits of his company in 1953 will -- will get some satisfaction out of |be as good as in 1952, which he this collection of glimpses into the | estimated was a little below the lives of eleven men., There isn’t anything particular- ly startling -- no keyhole peeking designed to appeal to those with avaricious minds -- but the result rectors passed up the last two quarters. Western Union Telegraph is look- ing for better days ahead, says Vice President T. F. MeMains, on the prospects for continued high level: business activity. Sydney Ferguson, chairman. of Mead Corp., says he sées a good chance that output for the paper and pulp industry as a whole may top the 1951 record. And if so, earnings in the industry should re- gain the ground they lost last year. .When, industry is booming, so is the credit business. A. E. Dun- can, chairman of Commercial Credit Co., reports the volume of business his company did—and its rose last year. doorway. “What back here?” he asked. business,” | More Profits profite—both Tempering his taik of optimism, Prep, enwein Eve watched him dismount, ob- serving how gaunt and worn-out he looked: how much older and tougher and shabbier than when she'd last seen him. Like a border- jumping renegade, she thought, and heard him say to Joe Gab- bert, “Give this horse a double ration of grain and all the hay ne oe Gabbert “Sure, sure,” Gal agreed in the glib way of a free-tall man stirred up by excitement, “How’s my old ‘iend Francisco Duran- go? “Dead,” Rimbaud muttered. Lew Stromberg, who'd turned away, swung around instantly and demanded, “You sure about that?” Rimbaud looked at Stromberg, remembering now that this man owned Roman Four, which had supplied Durango with free horses in réturn for range privileges across the line. “Yes,” Rimbaud said. with him when he died.” For a moment no one moved or spckey It was as if every man on this ‘street was momentarily shocked to speechlessness. Lew Stromberg cursed and said, — distinctly, “The revolution is lost and so is my Mexican graze.” Jim Rimbaud could easily un- derstand that part of it. Strom- berg’s reaction was that of an am- bitious man who'd backed a loser he had hoped would win. But Rimbaud couldn’t understand why all these others, townsmen and homesteaders, seemed equally dis- turbed by news of Durango’s death. As he strode through the crowd, Rimbaud heard a man an- nounce apprehensively, “Now there'll be more trouble. Bad trouble.” Rimbaud nodded a wordless ac- knowledgment of Sheriff Rabil- larde’s curt. ing and stopped in front of Eve Odegarde, inquir- “Am I too late for supper?” ‘Not if you'll eat in the kitch- en,” Eve said, showing him a com- and unsmiling face, (To be continued) however, was one caution sound- ed. by most of the executives: “I was Profits, they note, will depend a lot on what Congress finally does about taxes. NO WONDER HE STARTED LIMPING MEMPHIS, Tenn., # — Lester Gaines knows now why he develop- ed that limp. He bought a new pair of shoes, the other day. Soon he was limp- ing. Gaines, figuring’ they were just “breaking in pains, tried to ignore them But by Friday, things Wad ‘ots! ten so bad he decitied to take a closer look at the shoes. Oné-was* a 10B—his regular size. The other was an 84D. Al McGuire, scrappy guard on |New York Knickerbockers in the NBA was noted as a football play- er when he attended ; St, J~*»’s is guaranteed to present a better, more lucid picture of some “cha- racters” the author has known. Many of them, like Dunninger and Richard Himber, 1re also familiar names to the general public. The reviewer is familiar mainly with Himber, a well known orches- tra leader, and Maurice Dreicer, who has been making headlines for a number of years, as he has sought in vain Zor the perfect steak. Himber, one of the better orches- tra leaders in New York, is pre- sented to his admirers in another light, as a practical joker. | Among the others dissected by as 1952 and maybe better. He is also optimistic about being able, to hold down rising operating costs. He bases his optimi the outlook for agriculture and in- dustry in the fast growing Western and Southwestern territory. Record-breaking operations for Armco Steel may be in thé mak- ing, according to Charles R. Hook, chairman. The whole steel indus- try “with its new high capacity, may produce more steel this year than ever before,” he says. He | thinks Armco will sell about as | much as it can make this year be- cause of the prospects for contin- ued high spending for business ex- the author are S..S. Adams, who|Pansion and consumer and de- deals in gadgets; Jim Moran, a/|fense goods. publicity man; Feedbox Jack, a Building prospects look good to racetrack tout who gets around; |0. S. Mansell, president of Celo-) Charles Dempsey, president and tex Corp. “We expect to do con- founder of the International Bar- siderably more business than the; tenders School; Henry Hemo, dub- | 52 million dollars of last year,” he | bed “The Happy Monster,” who to describe this age of hep-cats when he isr’t coining new words and squares is turning out songs like “Blame It On My Last Af- fair” and “Don Take Your Love From Me"; Bryno Frost, who trains memory experts and is re- says. Things look brighter to the head | of one of the big textile companies. Henry M. Bliss, president of Pa- cific Mills, noting a big pickup in sales and profits in recent months, says that if the trend con- tinues the company may be justi- commended to anyone who can’t|fied in resuming dividend pay- remember things trom one day to| ments on common stock. The di- the next (I can think of a few} ———————____— such); Jules Glaenzer, jewel sales-|throw up their hands in resigna- man-of-the-world, and — Cardini, | tion. sleight-of-hand expert. | But not, we trust, before they Most of the readers in this; enjoy all the book. materialistie word probably wil | For these unfamiliar with Zolo- be interested particularly in Drei-|tow's background, he has turned cer, who has spent some $10,000| out some other literary sharpies, in search of the perfect steak. | best known of which is “No People And most housewives, confront-| Like Show People.” ed with his prescription for a de-| No people like any people, Mr. cent slab of steer, probably will 'Zolotow, as this book proves! THE CISCO KID REALLY OUT IN THE COLD—Benjamin Sanchez farrowl, second-hand dealer who was evicted from his store in Chicago, surveys his stack of merchandise. His belongings extend for 100 feet along the sidewalk and spill into the street. Curious pam ers-by rummage through the heaps of high-button shoes, out- dated women's hats and other relics—(”) Wirephoto.