Mt. Vernon Register-News from Mt Vernon, Illinois on June 15, 1951 · Page 11
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Mt. Vernon Register-News from Mt Vernon, Illinois · Page 11

Mt Vernon, Illinois
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Friday, June 15, 1951
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FRIDAY, JUNE 15 . 1951 THE REGISTER-NEWS —• MT. VERNON, ILLINOIS The Register News' Daily Magazine Page PRISCILLA'S POP LI'L ABNER BY AL CAPP RED RYDER BY FRED HARMAN VACATION ICAME JUST IN TIME! I WAS GETTING PRETTV SICK OF SCHOOL! FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS •Y BLOSSIR IT WAS A BIG AAISTAKE TO , SELL SO CHEAP; 1 TOLD YOU WANTED ir/ ^ BUT WMATLL * DO WITH IT AS YOl) Glances Through the FUes «f Tta« Kefister luid The News 55 YEARS AGO TODAY The Mt. Vernon Gun Club is arranging to hold its annual shooting tournament on its range near the L. & N. Pond on Thursday and Friday, the 25th and 26th. George Stein, who has been attending school in Valpraiso, Ind., for the past year, has returned home to spend the summer. 40 YEARS AGO TODAY Fred Gress of Evansville, Ind., was in the city for the purpose of placing in position a handsome new front at the Plaza Theatre. Misses Kathryn Blair and Julia Carlyle have returned from a visit in Centralia. 35 YEARS AGO TODAY Edward Worth Morse was found in a dying condition about one o'clock today in a buggy about a mile south of the city. No meeting of the city council was held because the mayor and some of the aldermen were in St. Louis attending the Democratic convention. 30 YEARS AGO TODAY Congressman William E. Mason, long a figure in Illinois politics is dead. Mr, andnMrs. Leon H. Cox, who were married yesterday at Marion arrived in Mt. Vernon today and are at the home of her mother, Mrs. Conrad Schul. 25 YEARS AGO TODAY James G. Wosencraft was reelected governor of the Illinois district of the Lions International at the close of its state convention in Springfield today. Mayor A. Madsen of Mt. Vernon was named district secretary. proved last night by the city council. 20 YEARS AGO TODAY • The annual regional Flag Day convention of the Knights of Pythias of districts 1, 2 and 3 at Harrisburg yesterday was well attended considering industrial and financial conditions. 15 YEARS AGO TODAY Rev. R. B. Guthrie, Betty Jane Cox, Margaret Hertenstein, Wanda Broolts, Bobbie Crosnoe, Margaret Anderson, Ruth Paisley, Beverly Burke, Russell Moore and Marvin Pulliam left yesterday morning for Anna to attend the Presbyterian Church meeting. The annual ..ppropriation ordinance, representing a forced reduction of $17,000 in city expenditures for the coming year, was ap- 10 YEAR AGO TODAY Seventy-eight Mt. Vernon and Jefferson county men will board the northbound C. & E. I. train at 9:45 o'clock tonight for Chicago where they are scheduled to be in- duceted into the U. S. Army Tuesday morning. The C. & E. I. Railroad today ordered 500 all steel box cars from the Mt. Vernon Car Manufacturing Company, to be delivered in 1942. 5 Y^EARS AGO TODAY The Rev. John E. Gill, a native of Richmond, Va., has been appointed pastor of Trinity Episcopal Church. The church is now planning to hold services every Sunday. Mr. and Mrs. Game Jines, who can remember when Mt. Vernon was without paved streets and had plank sidewalks, will observe their 61st wedding ?nniversary tomorrow. Married June 16, 1885, their home was destroyed in the cyclone of 1888 and they and their two ,small children were slightly injured. As a young man, Mr. Jines, carried the maij between Mt. Vernon. Salem and Centralia on hone- back. SIDE GLANCES BY GALBRAITH CAPTAIN EASY BY TURNER TROT. OR EUEW RUM-^ SHE CM UNTIE / MERP5 CAN MOl /E 5(LEWTLV THRO A JUMGLE KNOTS AMD TURWl SIWGLE PILE. EACH OME STEPPIWS IW THE ON FAUCETS WITHV>AWE TRACKS! BUT THEY CAN'T JU»AP, OR. ^i== TRUMtC. OR. ' PULL UP HgK wT^vTCr ANP S-LIP A«/AY. CARRVING HER LEG CHAIN WITHOUT A SOUND. SHE'S CUTE, AMD KNOWS IT! NO, BUT THEV CA.N SHUFFLE ALONG ALMOST NAN! AS FAST A5 A RUNNING 0H ,NAN! HORSE -HEYJ HOWD /cOWE SOU KNOW SO MUCH /ALOMG... ABOUT ELEPHAMT5 n^uST GO NOVSI! REG. U. S. P»T. Off RUTH MILLETI By RUTH MILLETT NBA Staff Wr it«r TOO MANY, LIKE THIS WOMAN, 'KEEP A CAN FULL OF ROCKS- BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES BY MARTIN The customer in the beauty shop was talking about how she had solved the problem of the neighbor's dogs coming into her yard. "I keep a can fiill of rocks in the kitchen to throw at them," she said. \\;ith pride. Not many women, fortunately, keep a can of rocks at hand to throw at their neighbor's pets. But some would be horrified at such a thing keep a handful of verbal rocks always at hand with which, if they only knew it, they drive human beings away from them. Some of these women always have a verbal rock to hurl at the person who for the moment is sitting pretty. They can't look at another's good fortune without reaching for a rock to throw. Rocks for the Neighbors Others always seem to have verbal rocks for their neighbors. They're noisy. Or they have bad children. Or they try to put on airs. Or they are forever borrowing. Others reserve their verbal rocks for anyone they hear praised. They can't bear to let a good word go unchallenged. "Yes, but ..." they say as they select the verbal rock they feel will hit its mark. The woman with the can of rocks for visiting dogs could have been a pretty older woman. But she wasn't. Because her face had a mean, hard look. And so it is with the faces of the women whose rocks are all verbal. They are never pretty. For a woman looks grim when she hurls a rock—even a verbal one. And after she has hurled enough of them, the grim look becomes permanent. m» boiftg f pal to him-^nd now 1*0 Day nursing a black oy^!^ OUR BOARDING HOUSE WITH MAJOR HOOPLEOUT OUR WAY VOUR FAP£R 60CK<S Ei^TeRPRlSiE |h4 A. TRtCe^gOT-THE OlVJlDEMDS Ff?O^A MY ABV^SlMlAsi SAS/^LT QUARRIES KANe BEENi SOS- pat ^DBD HAK THUS, X'M PLf^Nr^lNiS A CA^APAlG^i FOR FUMDS -<--|4ovA/ MUCM 6ASIC CAPITAL VVSILL Be REQUii^eo TO TE& NOT MUcm,MAC5OR.'AB0L)Tj ^lOO TO MAKE UP A LIME OF SAMPLES-*T^Ae^i X CAKi 6ELL TK ^USlfsiESS TO SOWB 6|S PAPER. TVCOOM -.-Tl-\EV'LL (BO FOR IT Like TME OVOL^ CLUB FOR THAT FIRST CASE OF ALe ATA PiCNilC/ KILLEH'S PACE BY iVUVS LONG COFVRIGHT 1951 0V MEA SERVICE. INC TRB S T O B X I To save Roac Bidanlt froas the electric chair. Star Wllllaaui, ker lawyer and my (Jim Mayahall's> bou. did aomc •leichf or feaod. irkieJi fee learned froai 9Mya 9areeta, the lady ma- Vlelaa. Bxyaaare of thU allesed tamperlBB with the evidence brinara eharce* that may dlabnr Star It feceomcn aeceaanry lo prove Rose iMaoceat and eatablUb that Star'a trick waa a laat reaart to aave Roac. Thea Roav la murdered, la laveatiKatins the crime. I am forced to afeoot two men Is aelf-detcaac. Both are membera at a caas headed by Ai Nanabarro. owaer at a alsht elab at which Bnayh doea her maclc act. I vlalt the eJah aad Soaya flxet a ahoi at me—the ahot waa anppitied to be a blaak. b«t It waaa't and It mlaaed. Tbea whea I relorn to my apartmaat late* om I dad Soaya tlicrc. • • • XXIII f TOOK a quick look through my ' apartment. Thanks to its smallness I could keep an eye on Sonya I even when 1 peeked into the bath I beyond my bedroom. When 1 came back into my living room she I grinned. "Why dont you look in the lining of my handbag. Maybe you'll find Nanabarro. I'm a magician, you know." I put away the .380. It made me feel silly holding a gun on an unarmed woman even if she was ' a magician. "You're going to tell me what Kanabarro 's angle in the Bidauit case is, or I'lu going to slap that pretty face of yours clear around sidewise. Now, start talking." She shook her head ever so slightly. Her eyes were intent upon me. 'there was no defiance, merely resignatioa I hit her a baclchand blow across her mouth. "Oh!" she said. I went over to my portable bar and kept trying I to remember the whine of the bullet over my head. I poured two ' stiff drinks, not bothering about a chaser. Suddenly I realized that I no I longar telt tb* weight of iyr Uttie pearl-handled automatic In my pocket. Sonya held it pointed in my direction. "1 won't let you hit me any more." "When did you lift that gun?" "When you struck me. I told you 1 was a magician." She smiled and laid the gun on the stand beside the chair. "How about that drink? 1 need it." My mouth hung open. I walked to her and gave her the drink. She sipped it ahd smiled. "I feel terrible. 1 never hit a woman before." 1 said. "I'm sure you should have." It burned me up. "All right, I'm a heel. But you're a heel, too. A beautiful heel. You sold out the best guy m the world. For a' rat. Nanabarro." "I believe you're jealous over Star. You needn't be. Appearance* are deceiving. We spent a night together, but only working out the trick. So you really have no cause to be jealous." It really biu-ned me to a crisp. "You can have liim, you double- crossing tramp! I don't need a pal that can let himself be throws by a dame Like you!" Her eyes blazed. almost wish," she said evenly, "that I hadn't tried to miss you!" I laughed. Then my speaking tube whistled. I had company downstairs. • o a a TT was Smiley WetlauSer, and with him was Miss Qara Mayhew. I pressed the button to un>. lock the outside door and turned to Sonya. "His old man runs the town's de luxe embalming parlor. The girl is Clara Mayhew. She's r»> ceptionist at the Prater company that makes burial vaults." "Whew! I hope you can break out a bottle of bonded embalming fluid so they'U feel at hornet What are you going to tell fliem abewl me?" "Nothing, except that youV* Madam Sonya Sareeta, the wcrid'i premiere lady magician, from La JoUa Club." "Isn 't this a rather odd bow friends toi be calling?" I checked my watch. N nearly three. I hoped the suptria- tendent wouldn't hear Smiley audi his companion come ia I eeuM hear them before ttiey made the second floor. 1 opened my doir and motioned for quiet "Hiya, Jim. old pal! I toOd CSMa you'd be up and ready to t>tiy us a drink! Brother, do we need one?" It was a rhetorical question, «C course. "You know. Clara," said SmOtf, "we busted in on something!" He was staring at Sonya. I fol the introductions over and poured a round of drinks, breaking out • soda bottle for the newcomers. "So you work at La JoUa CliM^ said Smiley interestedly. 1 koem the boss. Al Nanabarra Be gave us some business a while ttadc An interesting case. His girl friend busted through a bridge and drowned." "That's very interesting,* I Smiley. "So you got the Pranai* Martin case for burial?" "'S a fact Only that wasn't her real name, the one on the deatK certificate. I forget the naa>e«- some funny name. Foreign. Ah, she was a lovely girL Bvest laid out on the table she was lovely!'' "Stop it!" said Sonya. "How CM you talk like that?" SmUey eyed her with somt M- tonishment "Why shouldn't 1 talk like that? I teU you this girl ww lovely. Looked just like she wee sleeping. Beautiful blonde Not a mark on her." a • S ONYA got up suddenjy made for my btdxoim^ didnt stop until she reMbjd m bath, snd the door sUmasd bind her. . ^ . SmUey looked bUnk. "Did I «V to be that way my««ll fcfgg^*. I' ill went out witb so mMJr,^ ^ ers. You get used them talk that way all tfc^ , Sb. goiu^ to iom Sp^.;^,..., -t m

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