The Key West Citizen Newspaper, July 3, 1953, Page 10

rH Hf fe 5 i g UII Bee ; eff ik : Er e E Eee Today By SAM DAWSON YORK —In business the my i SH ii s a a7 fea I His muscles tensed to the point of mip Mandell _ i Tousic, ighted a offered iis cade to him. Bernard?” Mandell forced a smile. “No, thanks. I'll stick to cigarettes.” took his ‘kage his fered one to Gale. ane shook her head. “Not now, honey.” Then as André entered the room with a silver carafe of coffee, she or- dered, “Turn that darn thing up, will you, André? Father is oe ding away like a foo), but I have it — i ¥ t.” .|set up a distant ringing in bis Gale sucked in her breath and moved just enough to make him acutely conscious of her. “I’ve al- meet the demands of a nation of 160 million people, growing at tbe ite of two million annually.” did that 102 billion About 57% billion, 56 it, went to other com- supplied the 100 big- ith goods and services. To wn employes the 100 paid 24 billion in wages, salaries fringe benefits, or 24 per cent the total. More than 10% billion rs, or around 10% per cent, it to federal, state, local and foreign tax collectors. Reserves for depreciation took three billion dollars, or 3 per OR and interest payments one half dollars. That left net income of more than 5% billion dollars, or 5.5 per 3 & i i A af etee = —by Wilson McCoy OZARK IKE HE PREFERS A GRAINIER ar'|\ ‘ways wanted to be married to a natural blond.” a pa spatted her lightly. He drank his anisette and wished he hadn't. It was stronger than any he'd ever tasted. It made his head feel like a piece of bub- ble gum. MASDELL pense ee Mr. a ing. He was ing to the muse Mansell felt sorry for the old man. Mr. Ebbling didn’t look well. His eyes were too bright. He looked feverish. From time to time he compressed his lips, as if he were in pain. Ebbling saw Mandell looking at him and said, “Gale tells me that Inspector Carlton and Lieu- tenant Rose were here this after- noon, Bernard.” _ “That's right, sir.” Mandell reached for the ciga- rette he'd lighted. And suddenly he wasn’t —; of anything. The whole black mental morass was back again. Mr, Ebbling had offered him a . Mandell remembered dis- tinctly, or thought-he remem- bered, refusing it. He’d said he'd stick to cigarettes. Yet the one he thought he'd been smoking had turned into a lighted cigar. Man- dell F skoc up the cigar gingerly and looked at it. Something was awfully scram- bled. Mandell continued to look at the cigar. “Somthing wrong with it, Ber- nard?” Mr. Ebbling asked. “Not quite up to snuff?” “No,” Mandell lied. “It’s fine.” He put the cigar in his mouth. Gale beamed her approval. “I like you in a cigar, honey. You look ‘so masculine.” Mandell looked at her grate- fully. He sipped his coffee and it ears, a strident bell superimposed on the music that drowned out all_attempts to think. Gale wiped at his face with her handkerchief. “Darling. It must be too hot in here. You're p2r- spiring all over your face.” (Te be continued) IGENG? AUTHOR, CHANNEL SWIMMER, CROONER? OR A MERE V.1.%, WHO BARNEY GOOGLE s Business Mirror levied all along ihe line of produc- tion and distribution are a major element in the prevailing high prices of goods ond services, though one whose full effect it is impossible to measure,” the ba: says. “They are an important factor in both the individual's high cost of living and the corporation’s high cost of living.” The 100 biggest report total as- sets of almost 87 billion dollars. This averages a capital invest- ment of about $15,000 for éach of the 5,860,000 persons they employ. The companies totalled 7,190,000 shareholders (many probably du- plicated) who had 2n equity in the companies of 5344 billion dollars— in preferred and cummon stock, surplus or retained earnings and surplus ceserves, Current liabili~ ties and long-term debt totalled 33% billion dollars, The big boys, however, Weren't much different from the medium- size and small companies in the} ” way they spent their money, ,the bank concludes from studying many annual reports, Portugal is the world’s leading 3 Ss a © I WUZ YOU, SHERIFE TAIT, {D LAY LOW TILL THIS SACKER-SMIF FEUD WUZ OVER AN' DONE WIF a I AINT-NO SACKER © AN T AIN'T NO SMIF-- WHAT HAVE I GOT TO LAY LOW FER, Sut #2 "OF COURSE, | OBJECTED TO ROY'S MURDEROUS SCHEME,” CON- A PRIGONER.” SEA-GOING TAXICABS “BUT WHY IS HE DOING THIGE” AOKED TARZAN. 'ANO HE 16 IN ‘1 CANT TELL YOU," REOPIELD LAMENTED. "HE MUCT HAVE SOME EVIL GECKET THAT 1 KNOW NOTHING ABOUT. ” ‘OH DAD/ THE DANCE 1S AT" THe’ NAVAL BASE f--1P'S NOP MUCH OUT” OF OUR WAY