The Courier News from Blytheville, Arkansas on April 18, 1950 · Page 13
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The Courier News from Blytheville, Arkansas · Page 13

Blytheville, Arkansas
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Tuesday, April 18, 1950
Page 13
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TUESDAY, APRIL 18, 1950 BLYTKETTLLE (ARK.) COURIER NEWS OUT OUR WAY By J. R. Williams PAGB' Our Boarding House with Maj. Hoople -CO KIDS OF TDEAY B^FTA HAVE AEOZEKJ THINGS QCXN' OM AT OWCB TO BE HAPPV/ CAN'T -*X> EKJJOV HAM SAN'WICH WITHOUT K1CKIWJA CAM COWK) TH' STREET, TtO? OOP6/X SHOULD* TOLD ABOUT THA-T STOOL, MA3OR/-* <3LS LSftx/ES IT IhJ TUB HALL 3USTASA HA.1ARD FOR I'M OL)T LATE/ FALUMG 6U VOOR ASAlhS OFF TK THICK KtESS . FELCH DOESN'T KHONM ens Hfxs A SLIEST-: THE WORRY WART Political Announcement The Courier News has been authorized to announce the following candidates, subject to the Democratic primaries, July 25 and August 8. FOR COUNTS JUDGE Roland Green DodtlL By Rupert Hughes Copyright 1950 by Ruptrt Hugh« Disl. by NEA SERVICE, IKC. FOR STATK REPRESENTATIVE L. [J. Autry Re-election Post No. Kenneth S. Sulcer Post No. 2 E. C. "Gene" Fleeman (For re-election Post No. For State Senator \V. R- Nicholson K'tucky No. 31 Fescue Pasture Mixtures, Alfalfa, SEED CORN State Certified COTTON SEED and SOYBEANS BLYTHEVILLE SOYBEAN CORP. 1900 W. Main Phone 6856 RADIO AND TELEVISION REPAIR Factory-Trained Mechanics Any Make or Model Prompt Service Reasonable Prices Phone 2642 ! We Pick Up and Deliver Fred Callihan 110 So. First St., Blytheville XXX pETE KELSO remained flat on the rug, silent and morose uii- lil a radio car came in answer to Jnmes Stivers' call and took him away to the division station.. Kelso had always Jeered at the complaints of prisoners whom he had chucked into cells. Now he knew just how they felt When Kelso had been taken away, Stivers and Mnrlin Queripel hunted about in obscure places and found many other proofs of Kelso's secret entry into the house of the late Wendell Palmer. Queri- peJ, in fact, amended his original theory: •' '. "I'm convinced that Kelso was already in the house when Paul Moody came to call. He could have heard all lhat Moody had to say and learned all about the old man's objections to the marriage. When Moody left, limagine thai the old man came back fuming with rage, only to find Kelso waiting with a demand that he should pay several thousand dollars for hurting Nelda Croft's feelings by not yielding to her charms. That must have been just one load too many for the irascible old fellow and it made him rash enough to defy Kelso and try to call in the Tpolice. What happened after that we know now." I "Thanks to you," said Stivers j meekly. "Forget it," said Queripel. ! They set about gathering the prints of their busy afternoon with everything carefully labeled, and got back into Qucripel's cur. • » * T-JY the lime he had delivered Stivers at the crime laboratory and driven his own car to his own office, Queripel was exhausted, more by his good news than >y his sleepless night, his finger- >dnt duel with Police Dcleclive Slivers and the wrestling match with Kelso. He prayed only far strength enough to enable him to telephone .0 Azalea and lift the little fighting angel from the tomb of her despair. Then he promised himself a good long sleep in his hard desk chair, where his slumbers were sweeter for being stolen than on the downiest bed. But when he .staggered into his office yawning mightily, the first thing he saw was Azalea Palmer in person, waiting for him. Harley Kcnyon and Timothy O'Hea were with her. She looked pretty' grim—both prclly and grim; because Kenyon had been maddening her impatient soul with explanations o£ his own diflicullies, and O'Hea had only made her the more franlic by lelling her of his hearsay evidence and his theory that Kelso, having tried in vain to lasso her father with a woman, had tried to force him to pay for silence, and killed him xvhen he would not buy it. Just before the drowsy Queripel somnambulatcd in, Azalea had been saying, "It's sweet of you to tell me all this, Mr. O'Hea. II takes away some of the shame from my poor father's dealh. He died innocent, and he died brave But it doesn't .bring him back la believe it. Arid it doesn't bring my Paul any nearer lo freedom The police still say Ihey have his fingerprints and they still say that fingerprints don't lie." Queripel opened the door just as she uttered that last line. His first lines were: "They're right, my dear. Fi.nger- prints don't lie—not of themselves But they can be made to lie. Jus as the devil can quote Scriptun a his purpose, those fingerprints f Paul's had been twisted info he damnedest lie llial ever was encoded." Having not Ihe slightest idea of what he had learned, she found lis words utterly cryptic. She •ould not seem to trust her own exquisite little ears. Queripel saw n her eyes again that conflict and confusion of colors and shimmer- ng lights. Slill studying her eyes, Queripel ook refuge behind his desk, and told her from there the whole story of his crowded day. Then he waited for her to put i a storm of hysterical weeping and laughter. But Azalea was one of those 7 ighting spirits who can maintain he battle while there is a battle, but collapse when victory is assured. Instead of bounding into .he air and screaming, Azalea just crumpled and slid from her choir the floor wilh no sound at all except the little thud her velvety jody made when it softly struck • ihe rug. • • * JT was the men who furnished the hysterics. Seeing a woman faint is a luxury almost unknown to modern generations, and the men cast about for what to do. Being an avid reader and romantically inclined, Harley Kenyon fell on his knees and seizing one of. Azalea's limp liltle hands began to rub it with violence, but without effect. O'Hea dashed to the water cooler and was going lo lug the whole carboy over and empty it on her. But Queripel was reminded of some old wisdom and cried as he dashed for her: "Put her feet higher than hothead." ' • ', Then be himself lilted her diculously little shoes to the edge of the chair she had just vacated, and revealed two of the prettiest knees, rounded calves and slraight- cst shins in the whole world. While the three awestruck men were feasting their eyes on these, Azalea Palmer came slowly to her senses again and lying on the floor, strange ceiling. <To Be Concluded) The first potatoes in North America were planted in Rockingham County,- N.H. "Say It With Flowers" BLYTHEVILLE FLOWER MART Memphis Hiwaj Phone 6002 Chamblin Sales Co. , • Sales & Service • "Your Friendly Studebaker Dealer" RAILROAD & ASH PHONE 6888 HY-C ALUMINUM PWMNEY COVERS (EFOU RMB Out BUILDERS SUPPLY CO., Inc. So Hiway 61 Phone 2.13.1 SHOE REPAIRING SAVES MONEY! Prompt Service Expert Workmanship H-fi LTCRS fUflLITY SHO£ SHO I Zl W M a I M ST. 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PRISCILLA'S POP Perils of Parenthood AL VERMEER WELL, CARLYLE! I'M SURPRISED TO SEE YOU LISTENING TO OPFRA! PREPARED FOR WHAT: A MUSICAL CAREER? -' NO... FOR "THE KILLER KID 1 : IT COMES BY MICHAEL O'MALLEY and RALPH LAN! WHERE'S YOUR FAT FRIEND, /V1ANGL£? LOSE HIM IN THE WOODS 7 I HAVE A JOB I WANT YOU TO HEIP ME WITH, CHRISTOPHER. THESE CANS ARE FULL OF KEROSENE. VE'RE 60ING TO SO4K JHf CABIN WITH IT. THEN YOU AND I ARE GETTING OUTW HERE ' THEY WILL REMAIN RIGHT WHERE WIVABf... TO WATCH THE BONPIRE / WHENEVER HE IS, YOU WIL1FOUOWHIM SHORTLY, FLINT.' BUT WHAT ABOUT MB. ! FLINT AND MISS SWEDEN? tive Dollars Per Month? BY LESLIE TURNEH rH CO WORM HUES OVER BEYOND TH' PUSH BOVS' PL&CE.EASV. ABOUT THREE 'JEMt ft SO SHE COME HOME OWE DAY Ml 1 FOUND THAT PLASTER HEAD BJS1DE TH' OOOE. SITTIW ON THPS WOTE BRING? IT MlVBODY ABOUT TW HEftD TILL T- SEt« IT LATEM AW R6CO'Nlt6D MIW'SHUSM CLAV MCXICAU* USB tO GOTTEN TUB MONEV MOUTH? MM>E ID CONCCN. CtCTUKE AMD THEIOST PAPtft.i WHS IASV NO NEED T HAVE THIS^X TRASH LITTERIN' /V\Y I VASP, WHEN ELMER'S / IS SO CONVENIENT.',/ TH' DUMB LI'L CLUCK'LL NEVER BE ABLE T FIGURE OUT WHERE THIS JUNK CAME FROM.' VAK.' BY V. T. HAMI.IN OH.' HI. FOLKS.-SIAD YOU 5HOWED DR.. I COULD DO \VtTH A LITTLE HELP: SVE HEARD A TERRIBLE ROAR AND THOUGHT YOU'D MET UP V/ITH OH, I DlCUTWiS WHV I NEED HELR.. THIS CARCASS THROUGH TH' BRUSH '. BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES BY EDGAR MARTIN Mtt f-to. VCTTU» 10 WOO ,COW;te«UV.«WiG LVa-OK* VOOK WOW. COMfb found herself blinking at a

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