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THE KEY WEST CITIZEN | 1 REMEMBER. NOGuOS HSVT3 WOLNVHd FHL BOYLE SAYS HOMETWN, U.S.A. Trellis Mae Peeble was preparing a lec- ture for her club — the Minerva Gin Rummy and Current Events} Society. At their monthly session these literary ladies usually devoted 15 minutes ,to a lecture—and three hours to card playing. “Wilbur, I’m stuck for ideas,” appealed Trellis Mae. “Won't you help me?” “What is the topic of your talk?” asked her husband. “Why men don’t. live as,long as women.” “What reasons have you put down so far?” “T can think of only one,” said Trellis Mae. ‘Biological inferiority —men just don’t have the strength in the stretch, poor lambs.” A red flush of anger mantled Wilbur's ears. “Well, I'll tell you something that’s killing off men before their | “THE VOICE OF LOVE. Chapter 12 HE grinned. “Like it? This was always one of your favorite places.” She began to relax. She began to find it perfectly proper to be with Bob even though he’d be- haved so badly. With eager eyes she searched the woods until she found the “castle” walls, “There | first it is, Bob! Bob, remember when Rod and Johnny and you built it while I kept guard against In- dians?” | He nodded. A more perceptive person would have noticed that he was beginning to relax, too. He said, in nostalgia’s tone: “Those were the good days, weren't they?” They’d been that, she remem- bered. She looked at Bob’s quiet, sun-browned face. So soft were his gray eyes that they reminded her of a little pool they’d found one day where white egrets were drinking and ducks were swim- ming and quacking in great con- tentment. She looked away from him shyly. “Where are we going, Bob? T promised Sgi I'd help her this evening.” William Neubaver the realization of his penultimate dream, Pcs ultimate dream? ¢ wet her lips nervously. She sensed that this ride was ré kind of step he was taking toward realizing that one, too. But she couldn’t feel annoyed with him now as she had the afternoon Mr. Hufford had come back from his day as a commercial fisher- man. Too much had happened since that afternoon. She had a perme Sncerseanding of Bob’s eelings now than she had ever had before. “Congratulations,” she said soft- ly..“And I want to see it soon. But not today, Bob.” . His jaw tightened. But his voice Peso nig Mg ek ase as he asked: ‘urtis coming back?” “Some time this evening, think.” : The truth seemed to astonish him. She guessed that he’d half- expected a lie. PR wee interesting j at fellow. One of these days I’ like to meet him.” abe She bridled. “I won't have you fighting him, Bob. That would be foolish. It would accomplish noth- Reeve UE dig Ee i shouted in Harte BEE i time — gallantry,” he said. “Put PM oad you'd like to see the nga erak She said moodily, “I’ve missed VAGUELY-AS IF DON'T LIE! YOU AID HIM-- ay “Have Iever fought?” SO i IN A DREAN HE'D MISS MEALS AND THE i LOTHAR POWDER! BY NOW He’ 6 Mn TYING Mi BE BACK TO NORMAL, A 6 WASNT.SH® THE Gi2L WHO $0 DID t/—HE cezrancy Wir TWO Onto iL | | ( Gp eveniainc unce LITTLEFIELD — THE SUN TO I THOUGHT Sure Mp, SHE'D PICK | $0 & FELLUR With }Y som YO FAS BAWL.CuRVE, “\ 7 NVISIOVWW FHL JAVYUAGNVYW L108 Nag Dig WAIHLVA dN ONIONING “Gallantry is chivalry,” said Wil- bur, nettled. “Surely you’ve heard of chivalry.” “I remember the term,” replied Trellis Mae, “but I seem to forget what it means.” The battle was on. Wilbur put down his newspaper and said: “Chivalry is all the useless things a man does for a woman, things that are totally unnecessary or ‘that she ought to do for herself.” “Such as—?” murmured Trellis Mae, her teeth showing. “Such as opening doors for wom- en, tipping your hat to them, pick- ing up gloves they drop, jumping up when they come into the room, lighting their cigarettes, and—” “The last time you remembered to light my cigarette was in 1949,” she shot back at him. “A man is like any other ma-{ chine,” continued Wilbur. “Every | bit.of energy he puts out brings | | him closer to the time he'll break down. “Say a boy starts practicing chiv- alry at 15, Well, no wonder he drops dead at 65. In 50 years he has worn himself out opening may- be 100,000 doors for women, tip- Ping his hat 200,000 times, lighting | 300,00 cigarettes for them, and picking up 5, things they have! dropped — and maybe running to catch 25,000 taxis for ’em.” “Phat: isthe silliest, most un- fair—” began Trellis Mae. “And-take girdles,” Wilbur said. “How many tired husbands a year do -you-suppose die of heart at- tacks brought on by trying to help an overweight wife get into her! the rides, Bob. So has Nancy. Don’t St felt silly. Yet it gave her ing you think you've been a bit cruel? You shouldn’t have made poor Nancy pay the penaity, too.” “I’ve been busy.” “Not that busy.” He chuckled, “Success and more success, you might Say. IT picked up ‘another fifty acres.’ That was really big news. Even- tually Bob wanted to switch to raising beef, Black Angus, no less. To do it on a large scale, land was required, much land. The extra fifty acres were a big step toward Satisfaction to know that al- ready she was be; inning to fight for Dan. That was better by far than just stewing about him. Roche been too much of that, ately. “Sorry, Bob. Sorry for so many tt things.” “I_ won't give up,” he said sruffly. “If that’s what you hope fa_have me do, you'll be disap- pointed.” He shook his head, as though trying to clear it. “None of this makes sense. What sort of magic does that guy work? You The World Today By JAMES MARLOW | In time, after training enough WASHINGTON — The world | South Koreans to take thieir place held its breath, hoping for Com- | at the front, the Americans could munist consistency, as the Reds | Withdraw to rear, supporting posi- jabandoned their next to last ap-| tions and perhaps even bring some girdle? There must be hundreds. . thousands.” “May I say just one thing to/ you?” said Trellis Mae. “You may.” Trellis Mae opened her mouth. | Three hours later when the sleep- | less neighbors in the apartment | below pounding on the radiator for | quiet she still hadn’t finished her | first sentence. “I give up, dear,” mumbled Wil-| bur, exhausted. “Can't you take} | a little joke?” “I can~—bat I don’t have to put; up with this nonsense,” said Trellis Mae. “Admit it. Women outlive | | men because they are biologfeally | superior.” ¢G i Poor Wilbur made 2 final blun- der. } “Either that,” he said, “or be-| cause it’s the only way women can be sure to get in the last word.” The neighbors had to clank on the radiator until dawn for peace. |Much Confusion ‘Now Present In Movie Industry By BOB THOMAS HOLLYWOOD Ww ~- The movie industry today resembles the leg jendary horseman who leaped on; is steed and rode off in all; | directions, ‘ Much of-the confusion is caused by understandable disnrder in an dustry transition--if a transition is taking place. But a great deal of it is the result of selfish thinking by the studios. Even close observers of the lollywood scene are baffied by! ; | | j | parent obstacle to truce in Ko- rea. tary exchange of sick and wound- ed prisoners. Under terms agreed to earlier, and good as long as hostilities continue, none of the sick. and wounded will be forced to return home against his will The next and last step would be agreement on voluntary exchange | of all prisoners. There may, of course, be truce obstacles not now. apparent. The Communists could drag in a new and unexpected roadblock. The truce talks broke down last October when the Communists in- sisted on the principle that all prisoners had to be exchanged. That is: whether they liked it or not, all prisoners held by the United Nations would be turned over to the Reds, and v: versa. | j The U. N. was just as firm against that principle, called forced re- patriation. From October until now, the Reds refused to budge, preferring to let the war go on. They have budged in the case of sick and wounded. The issue will come up again, for other prisoners, in any renewed truce talks. Having once dropped the princi- ple in the case of the sick and wounded, the Communists could not consistently k to it in the case of all other prisoners. But the West has learned not to bet on Communist consistency and seldom to expect it This time, though, with the Rus sians and Chinese working the ame side of the street. both talk g peace for some reason of their there was hope for it, ertheless. a truce in Korea d not necessarily mean peace armistice, both eaving ile zone between them There they sit facing each ally armed and ready to renes shooting if the peace talks cak down, project present films on wide of~which is natufal, in a Serise, except that ft ignores the theater operators, This is a grave on. because the theater men the crux af the whole « They are the ones who must spend to convert new systems. I they find out woere are going weed for leader- They agreed today to the volun-| of their men home. } By. agreement reached long-ago by both sides, within three months after a truce the diplomats would begin their conversations on peace. These conversations could go on | indefinitely, keeping the rest of the | world on the edge of its seat, since |the two armies would still be in the field. | on this edginess, this American de- ‘sire for peace, to win more at the |peace table than they could win jon the battlefield. lems that could drag out the peace talks: the Chinese agree not to arm the ; North Koreans, after a peace set- ; upon arming the South Koreans? What would the Americans do jabout Chiang Kai-shek on For- |mosa? Continue to arm him? j Leave him where he is, open to} i Red attack later? Would the U. 5. | | use him as a troublemaker against the Chinese Comavunists? And j would the Chinese agree to aban- }don the rebels who have been | warring on the French in Indo- china? * picture and, in the end, it may} {be the more unimportant side The, Russians and Chinese have j been talking peace in unison. What. fever they are planning may be} {done in unison too | The- Russians. have some prob- lems. For one thing, they'd like get the West to disarm. he Comftounist allies may be! ming the old one-two on the/ t: while the Chinese talked ¢ in Asia the Russians could peace in Europe The Communists may be banking | ¥ Here are just some of the prob- Should North aad South Korea | tlement, if the Americans insist | i Aod while they talked both of} hem could hold over the heads/ Allies, sick of the slaughter a. the threat of renewing | war there if the Allies don’t} Ww the Commaunisig more than) haifway A rearmed Western Germany, part of » European army. would | be a nightmare to the Kussiane They know the West Germans yearn to be reunited with their} ‘f m Lion countrymen in East Ger-| ' ow under Rersian thumb. | By holding out the bait of Ger. i mah unity, the Russians may hope | to win the West Germans away / from the West. You can almost! ck your own topic for the Has- nite talk abeat, ANOTHER GREAT DAY FOR THE IRISH NEW YORK # There I was on that Ry bee: = cussed. 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