The Courier News from Blytheville, Arkansas on August 20, 1949 · Page 7
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The Courier News from Blytheville, Arkansas · Page 7

Blytheville, Arkansas
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Saturday, August 20, 1949
Page 7
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SATURDAY, AUGUST 20, 1949 BLYTHEVTLLB (ARK.) COURIER NEWS OUT OUR WAY By J. R. Williams eeei OFF A TALL TAL& m A scwr TO ABOUT THfe \ A BOtR WAR,* Nerr A Vwo SWEAR./ PROFOUND 'TWASTMe/P^Sfi ° MA3OR «^_ i .HIMSELF.' AS MOCHAS A « WHAT SCABeCCOVO/A SAYS,'-«~ WHAT'S ne !^ wow ooes HOOPlfr SPEAK 1HOSE FAR AWAY PLACES' • » —. Mildred Cram and Harwood White Our Boarding House with Ma j. Hoople LIVE STOCK MEN ATTENTION FARMERS Dead, fallen and crippled animals picked up tree ot charge in sterilized trucks. Call collect, 6142. Ulylhe- ville. Ark. ARKANSAS DEAD AN IMAI DISPOSAL CO. G-28 ck 8-^8 Richard Strauss Worse Germany, Aug. 20. iiPi — Ailing Germany, A it (?. 10 —^>—A ill Composer Richnrd Strauss. 85, took a turn for the worse .vesterdnv and his physicians said he Is suffering from aguina pectoris, a heart ailment. Strauss' illness developed after a recent operation in Switzerland. Read Coi" r Nuvs Want Ads- TERMITE AND PEST CONTROL Beware of fraudulent operators! Use the protection afforded by the State and demand a licensed uperalor. Experienced, Keliahle. Termites . . . Household Fcsls. Blylheville's only licensed operator. WALLS CERTIFIED TERMITE SERVICE Kit. 1, Box 8-W, East Main SI. Fhone 3792 . For ' the Finest Prescription <| Service 507 WOODS XXIV A IRS MA LOW EC brought a basin ^ •*• of warm water and a cloth. Gently she bathed Mrs. Everson's face and hands. • There were bruises around her wrists, bloody circles where the rings had been. Eler lips were dark and swollen and her cheek was laid open. All of this was horrible; but more horrible was the woman s humiliation in defeat. She took Jong, shuddering breaths, but there were no tears in her eyes— only a dry, ferocious rage. "Where do you keep your medicines?" Mrs. Ma lone demanded. "They are in the sedan/' Victor said quickly. "Let's go. then!" The storm was now coming on in earnest. The lightning was a constant glare and thunder jarred the earth tike siege guns. A high wind lashed the trees, roared through their swaying tops. As Victor and Mrs. Malonc reached the bank, the first drops fell. Then the clouds opened, and down came an enormous, overwhelming weight of water. Even under the trees it beat upon them and knocked the breath from their bodies. In the sedan the roar of pounding water was staggering. Victor turned on the dome li»hl and Mrs. Malone fumbled in the medicine chest. Sulla ointment, bandages, adhesive tape. She wrapped them in a bit of oil cloth. All with furious haste. Then she stopped. Victor stared at her, his eyes a Kttle wild. "No use even trying," Mrs. Malane insisted. "We'd drown out ihcroJ Nothing to do but wait. It can't last long at this rate]" * « * ^S the minutes passed and that incredible torrent continued to pour duwn, a kind of numbing terror took possession of Mrs. Malone. The wind did subside, and the thunder'and lightning diminished. Then, abruptly, completely, the rain stopped. Only a distant flicker nf lifihtnnig remained, and the softer patter of drops from the trees. Victor and Mrs. Malone clambered out, shivering, and set oil through the woods. Neither of them spoke. Instead, tensing every faculty, they Listened. Because now there seemed to be • new sound, as yet hardly mou than a presentiment. At the river bank they stopped, straining to identify this new presence. The sound rose in volume, a pecuHjir heavy growl that seemed to come from the mountains themselves. Victor shone his powerful flashlight upstream in the direction of the disturbance. Suddenly they saw it: a steep slope ol raging water that hurtled down the river bed, powerfully, elcntlessly, taking with it trees, slumps, great boulders, pushing the debris before it like a battering-ram. Victor switched his flashlight beam to the gleaming trailer on the sand-spit below. One instant it was there—beside the piled-up barrels and crates from the truck. The next, the churning tide struck and overturned them, lifted and tossed them, overwhelmed them. The smashing of lumber and glass and meta! was tost in the greater confusion of the Hood, the titanic roaring of the water, the appalling jar ami thud ot huge boulders hammering together in the river bed. The crest passed. The great trailer was gone. Where the sand- spit had been, a deep, tugging torrent surged by. • • • TT all happened in the space of a * few minutes. Mrs. Malone had a curious sense of detachment, as if she were only a spectator, in no way concerned wit., the tragic drama itself. Her teeth wcrr» chattering and her hair had come down. She thought: "I'm alive." She said it over and over to herself, trying to realize the miracle of sentience. But fear and shock had left her mind dark, and she felt neither relief nor exultation, only a sense of loss and dread. Victor was staring at the river. he turned to Mrs. Malone. -verything is gone," he said dully. "Everything ..." He moved his hand in a limp gesture of despair. "There is no safely anywhere. We are finished!" Mrs. Malonc; look him gently by the arm and led him back to the trailer in the woods. He slumped down at the table, his head on his arms. "Whatever shall we do?" h* moaned. "We cannot slay here and we cannot go out. Mrs. Everson said it is already too laic." Mrs. Malone fumbled in Ihe cupboard, found some whiskey and poured him a stift drink. As he gulped, Mrs. Malone had an inspiration: she turned on Ihe radio. For a few moments, while the tubes healed, there was silence. Then a wave of familiar, reas- I suring sound tilled the little room. It wys a Pacific Coast night club, going full blast. Behind the steady beat and drone of the orchestra could be heard, small and distinct, the clink of glasses, the Mutter of conversation, an occasional gay laugh. Evidently it was a good party. "You see!" Mrs. Malone cried eagerly. "The world is perfectly safe, after nil! It hasn't really come to an end!" A glimmer of hope Lighted Victor's fare. "No," he said hesitantly. "Not yet." THE END FOR SALE Concrete culverts la inch to 48 inch, plain 01 rtenforctd Also Concrete Building Blm-lu cheaper than lumhei for barns chicken houses, pump houses tenant houses, tool shrds Wr deliver Call us for free estimate Phone fili] OSCEOLA TILE & CULVERT CO THE GRAMS COMPANY r\EAi ior\s Real t«tdto - Mor»»- ln»urdn<- PSCEOLA " Rii ruivin Phone 521 Bl\ IHtMlU Phone 3075 We Have a Complete Stock of Gin and Mill Supplies • Goodrich Belling « Clipper Belt Hooks • \\ nods Gin Saw Files « Steam Packing • 1'yrcne Extinguishers and Recharges. HUBBARD HARDWARE Co., Inc. 313 Wrst Main Say II With Klowert THE FLOWER SHOP (ilenrm Building Phoor 4491 o« n<1 We Follow Your Doctor' Prescription Nichols Drug PHONE ««l In England It's the Chemist Shop In France It's tht Apothecary Shop In Blytheville It's BARNEY'S DRUG STORE For Expert Prescription Service TUDEBAKER* We Have The Truck For You BlythevilU RED TOP CAB CO. Pickard's Gro and Market 1044 Chickasawba WIFT'S PBEMIO BRANDED BEEF We Specialix* in Fancy Meat? and Groc«ri«» We Oefiver Phone 2043 Plenly ol Parking Spac« a Ul Ciimse Sludcbakcr. . .(he truck noted for low cost operation. We have the size and wheel base to fill your need, so I* sure to see them before you buy. / Chamblin Sales Co. "Your Friendly Stmlehaker Dealer" "a.trnnrl * Ash UDESAKERi FKECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS BY MERRILL BLOSSER Advisory Hoard STAY oi voue SIDE OP THE URD ! DONT GO SO FAST CAREFUL i Sre WERC, HILDA—- WHEN "YOU'RE DRIWMQ / WATCH THE ROAD/ SLOW-- ) BROTHER, ro FAST-- SUPE Lixu To RIGHT--./ SeL-Hllrw IN LEFT—/Iwe BACKSFAI- /OF A _ POCKET f GLUCI- " HEY 60 FASTER 7HAN THE SPEED OF SOUND/ COF..IH. •>.»«»!«. ,K. ,. „. ,«. „ . _, -,, PRISCIU.A'S I'OP 1!Y AL VBK1MEHR HE'S A DANDX AVI. RIGHT.' \ MUCH ARF snn ASKING FOR FIFTY CEMT.S TOR SUCH A FINE DOS? ARE YO'J SURE' YODR MIND? GOSH, MO' THEY OOUT CARE... ...I SELL Mill LOTS OF TIMES, BUT HE ALWAYS COMES HOME AGAIN; Deal With Alex BY MICHAEL O'fllALLEY and RALPH LANE DOIJ'T BE N/ OKAY, WHAT'S SIUY. ALEX, f YOUR PROPOSITION' I WANT I THE PRICE OF ' TO TALK A THOSE BILLS 15 BUSINESS. J \ DOWN TO 5400 HOW. - WON'IOUIBBLE. I'VE &OT IIIICnYOFlllE/V fo<? YOU 'YEAH? AMD f// WHERE DO I PICK TMESt UP? SOME BETTER 1HAHABOLIER CDASflH, r )10P£' WASH TUBES Uon'l lie Too Sur« »Y LKSr.lE TURNER I UOnc ED CATHV DIDN'T «tHFTnini-rr WAEM UP TO HER MUCH, LIKE ft BIG \ ""• KNDI. DOUBT IF YOU TO H EK ^D •«» WORRY ABOUT ' HE'S SIX YEHCS OLDER. I! TJHEM HE'S RROUHD SHE PBETEWDS TO BE FASCINATED BV CATHY... VOU SKOULO T CAU'T VDU BE ABITMOCE KMOW MV OV>fJ \ RESPONSIVE. CMHV? SAEA'S UTTLE Hi^ev, ) QUITE; IUTEEESTEDJU LITRE SURE. SHE'S MTCACTIUE is iftev \JAVI. BUT Foe MV MOUBY, PRETTY, I SHE'S UO MftTCH FOE HE-E 1SH T SHE ;~ —T7 COUSIU GIG? LOl'E EACH OTHEK. BUGS BUNNY 3U9I> AIN'T Sweeping ICcTorm On (be Screen HY V. T. HAM I,IN LOOK.- OO MAN/ / ANP EV u SEE.HIM.' LADiES ANO GENTLEMEEN OP THE T§LF-Y I5 ' ON AUDIENCE. X PEAK. UH ^^TOES IN CUK PSAMA OF SPACE ACE IN TROUBLE-' SVITH- IN SECONDS MAN'S FISST EX- PEPITICN TO TH£ MOON MAY END IN TKA6EDY.' HOOTS AND HER BUDDIES | i Just I.ikc Tliat! liY F.DCAR MARTIN

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