The Key West Citizen Newspaper, June 9, 1953, Page 6

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SUMMER IS SLAVE OVER A HOT SsgDa FOUNTAN” tea Sage Sag fre Doe Chapter 1 you never can tell what a big, tough boy will do when he finds a blonde in his bathroom. po reed ifthe is a heavyweight iter who was born back of bi; yards, a ae toa nace lollars, an a psychiatric record. is He might do a number of things. He might tell her to get out. He might yell for his wife. He might blow what's left of his top. He mht even do what Barney Man- dell did, come to his addled senses. It really happened, in Chicago. It happened to Barney Mandell on the afternoon of the day he was released from the asylum as cured, because he hadn’t wrung a ports neck in two years. yh, yes. The blonde was dead. BARNEY held down a bar stool that afternoon. It was fall. It was cold. At five o'clock it began to rain. At five minutes after five, Bar- ney pushed his glass across the bar for the sixteenth time. “Let’s try_ another.” The barman filled his glass. “Where do you put it, Barney?” an my left leg,” Mandell con- He sipped the drink, wonderin; why it didn’t warm him. He stil! felt cold, as cold as the rain streaking the window. He was sad. Maybe he'd never feel warm again. A big, blonde youth, with the flattened nose of his trade, his spatulate fingers dwarfing the glass, he considered running an ad in the “Personals” column of the Chicago Tribune. He could word it: “Come home, Gale. Please come home baby. I need you.” But where was home? Where was Gale? Mandell rapped his glass on the wood again. The barman shook his head. “Not in here.” “Why not?” “Because you've had plenty.” “Who says so?” “I do,” the barman said. Mandell’s shoulders bunched under his coat. He started to ar- gue and changed his mind. It could oe the barman was right. ‘The chances were that the bar- man had never been in an asylum. “Just as you say,” he said. “No hard feelings?” Mandell shook his head. “No hard feelings.” He decided to go to his hotel on the chance that Gale had phoned or written. On the corner of Dearborn Street, he paused to look furtively in the plate-glass window of a restaurant. He hoped the psychiatrist was right. He didn’t look crazy. He never had. Still, they said a man couldn't tell when he was walking on his heels. There was a crowd under the metal marquee of his hotel, wait- ing for the rain to stop; an even larger crowd in the lobby. A fight promoter he knew stopped him on his way to the desk: and in- sisted on shaking hands. “Hi, there, Barney. It’s good to bg et A andell said, “It’s good to see you,” and walked on. The room clerk gave him a phone . with his key. For a moment thought it must be from Gale. It wasn’t. A Mr. John Curtis had called and would call nNoduod HSV 1S WOLNVHd 3HL L108 Nag Did NVISIDVW FHL FAVYAGNVA 3TI00D AINUNVS number. Mand LONDON #-—~Every town you pass through in your life gives) | you a feeling of some kind—grim | or gay, depressed or happy. The towns you never want to re-| turn to are the towns that bored | you, not the ones that made you) unhappy. But the towns you always { YWIHLVA dN ONIONINE Puzzle 31. Degree 33. Tolerate 35. Wild animal 36. Philippine peasant 37. Uncooked 38. Upset 42. Date before the true Crosswo | across | 1. Iridescent 5. Behave 8. Talon 12. Took a pleasure excursion aIyw 09619 FHL a1 WUVZO AP Newsfeatures OR elevator to place the name. e unlocked the door of the }room and walked in. “It's about time, Mandell,” the man sitting on the bed in the unlighted room said. Mandell closed the door and j leaned against it. He reached for the light switch by the door and the man stood up. “Hold it right there, Mandell.” Mandell lowered his hand. He asked, “What's the big idea?” The man said, “Empty your pockets on the bed.” “Why should 1?” The man took a step in the dark. “Come on, now. Don’t give me no trouble, punchy.” poet call me that,” Mandell said. The man took another step and swung the gun in his hand. Man- dell ducked. But sixteen straight tyes and two years of inactivity slowed him. The other man was both fast and sober. There was a jburst of pain as the gun struck his head. Then all was dark and silent. WEN Mandell came to, he was lying on the floor, between the door and the bed. He sat up and felt for his-wallet. It was gone, and with it the last of -his Money except for the bills and change in his pants pocket. He got to his feet and, turning jon the ceiling lights, looked at his reflection in the dresser mir- ror. The man with the gun knew {his business. He'd made a lump the size of a walnut, but he hadn't broken the skin. He slipped out of his rain-sod- den topcoat and jacket and threw them over a chair. Then, looking at his reflection, he opened the top drawer of the dresser and again, but he hadn't left his phone | drained what the maid had left ell rode up in the/ of a partly filled pint of whisky. HAL BOYLE SAYS want to see again are the ones | that gave you a lift. And London is that kind of a town. It is more fun in a fog than} most towns are in clear sunshine, It has been called town,” and it makes you feel like a man, It*has a sense of adventure | 8000 Ouse Goo GOON Sit OO PioiR iT aleic} EINIE} KILL By Day Keene “a man’s} |. He was acting like a heel. He jkenw it. He hadn't even called Ma or sara gd $ Whatever hap- |pened to him he deserved. But | he had to square away with Gale | before he could make any plans, He started for the bathroom to | wash his hands and picked the phone from its cradle instead. “Switchboard,” a girl's voice trilled. Mandell counted the crumpled bills in his pants pocket. “Send up a boy with a pint of rye.” He got up and paced the floor, wiping the sweat from the hair on his chest with his palms. Then he thought of taking a shower. He took off his pants and shorts and socks and padded barefooted into the bathroom. He was reaching for the shower faucet when he saw her, His mouth fa open. His eyes bugged slightly. The doctors were wrong in assuming he was cured. The halucinations were beginning again. He could swear there was a girl in his bathroom. She was lying on her back on the tile, one ie straight, one white knee raised. lore, she was the little blond with whom he'd walked out of Johnny’s Bar that afternoon. And she was dead. Mandell backed as far from her as he could. His chest hurt as he | tried to breathe. She couldn't be dead in his bathroom. They hadn't come to his room. Or had they? Sweat blinded him. He grabbed a towel from the rack and wiped his eyes. Then he forced himself to kneel on the tile beside the irl. Hé thrust a shaking hand forward and froze as someone rapped sharply on the hall door of his room. “Room service.” (Te be continued) about it, an air of anything-can- ; happen. And since most everything you can think of has happened here ; in the past, it may happen again— |up after you had been three years lin your grave and stick your head on a pike, as the second King Charles did to Oliver Cromwell. | Or they might knight you for being a top jockey, as they did Sir Gordon Richards, It is the town of the long pur- pose, and the purpose is to endure. } | cause for centuries it has expected that its biggest problem will be the unexpected. This is why the British rarely show curiosity or surprise, to you. They might even dig you | It takes everything in stride, be-| h publicly att come a tt ety - 3 _| of London to Sir Winston Churchill. | is € | It is a town where they don't) See 5. English |tear down ideas or buildings | oa aa BE000E9 iaitiom |A\NMBEN]U'T JHE | /0} Su BOOGSED INE}A/P MRE 'B) on iP LAIR | SIE] nicl P GN6G GEG & x Solution of Yesterday's Puzzie ve oh - tH, more nm a holler. seni anes i ier Paris is a high sweet note, but| 6. Morse! is chord, a m j ae food the Sener eae time behind / Paris is a splendor, London is| gray grandeur. There is a saying | the surest way to lose face is to/ take undue advaritege of your posi- | tion. The waiter always says,| “Thank you,” when be brings a/ fork or a napkin, But if you baw out a waiter, everyone in the place | will look at you as if you had slapped your wife in public. You! don’t bawi out anybody out loud} in London—you lower your voice, put an edge in it. The right! ja bit sentimental about all things | that wear well, from the Tower; | merely because they are old, Peo- } ple here don't think of history only | }as something that happened to |their ancestors: they feel them-/ selves a part of it, and—is war} and peace—they are a part of it. | | History to them is a costinuously | unroiling carpet which they realize [they walk upon in their lifetime, | toe It is perhaps the best tows in| ali the world to walk is. So many wonderful shopping windows t0/ {look inte, so many old winding/ streets to explore, so many quaint \ alleys, mews, purlieus, and places ite wander im, toy lanes of wonder-jte say goodbye lasd—asd a fowertes in almost It is a polite town, one in which | the Fr THE WORLD - TODAY By JAMES MARLOW WASHINGTON w—The title it- self—Council of Economic Advisers to the President—sounds like Op- eration Icebox, It raises a vision of men so aloof from ordinary feel- ings that they no longer converse, but exchange ideas in the frigid language of arithmetic: plus and minus. But the original three-man ¢oun- cil under former President True man had the usual human differ. ences of opinion and different tactics, And the public knew about the differences, which is more than it may be able to learn about the kind of council’ President Eisen- hower has in mind. Congress created the council in ren fring the ey Pos a full. ‘ime of wate! economy and advising the President on poli- cies for keeping the country pros- Perous. The act establishing the council said it should have a chair. man and vice chairman, The first chairman was Dr, Ed- win G. Nourse, who described him- self as a “liberal” with both feet on the ground. Vice chairman was Leon J. Keyserling, who came into the government with the Roosevelt New Sen The third prow] John D. Clark. All were by Truman, When they sent their recommen- | His mouth gaped open. He could swear there was a girl | dations to the President, and dis. . in his bathroom. agreed, they could say so. This was a public document. And they | disagreed in more ways than one, | Keyserling, for instance, \3 the council members should before congressional committees in support of Truman programs. Nourse thought the council should stay clear of such entanglements, Nourse resigned in 1949 and Key- serling headed the council until the ehd of the Truman administration. It may have been due to the ec fusion of settling down in a job but when Eisenhower o over he seemed all for of the council. He sacked fessional staff. Congress more than willing to go cutting off money for the Eisenhower picked Dr, Burns, former Columbia Uni Professor of economics, to he economic adviser. Eisenhower then told Congress he wanted to revive the three-man council, with all members, of course. Burns the likely man for chairman, ‘ But Eisenhower said he wants no vice chairman. He said he the chairman to report to the President. Does this mean the other council members can't even the report or express publicly differences of view? Inside the ministration it was said this is have the effect of cil into one chairman sistants under. his Nourse had. There is no senhower wants the chairman to be boss, In fact, he gave the chairman two hats because, actually, it seems, Eisenhower wants not ong but two groups of economic visers. For, in the same to Congress about his for council, he said he also An advisory board growth and stability, made up the heads of several departments and agencies, or representatives, And the announced that the chairman | Council of Economie will be chairman of the board. | The President | outlined dual chairm: report to ommenda' ! i i 2° i ef i ef a | | ab 4 board too. Since the might not always thinking of man might in » dilemma. ministration was gested this kind of be avoided by amicable : i hi rl every window to brighten the days Did Robert Browning stroil his head « tumult of Eitzabeth Barrett? a the same tavern off where Samedi J irtt. Acd what (fi winds in hiss and shower firm is any always like to ii fin wo This is my love letter