Mt. Vernon Register-News from Mt Vernon, Illinois on September 29, 1952 · Page 13
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Mt Vernon, Illinois
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Monday, September 29, 1952
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MONDAY, SEPTEMBER 29, 1952 THE REGISTER-NEWS — MT. VERNON. ILLINOIS The Register News Daily Magazine Page 13 BLONDIE BY CHICK YOUi^G BLONDIE, I INVITED RAY FOR DINNER TOM0P(?0W NIGHT-HE LOOKS LIKE HE COULD STAMD A HOME-COOk-ED MEAL © I WISH VOU HADN'T DEAP I LIKE PAY AND ALL THAT, BUT VOU K'NOW HOW CONFUSING IT IS AROUND HEPE AT SUPPERTIME --GETTING THE CHILDREN FED AND THE DOGS FED "WHY IT'S THE WORST POSSIBLE TIME TO HAVE SOMEONE FOR LI'L ABNER BY AL CAPP RED RYDER BY FRED HARMAN ID JML P€ODLER PETE FOR WORDER, RED AC1B TO HOW DO VOO PlSSER \ ytoR ELKT'S TOOTH FOB \ QOT UrODER STORE l <^£EP£R WcAD'S &00r, PEDDLERl I LOST IT AT THE COR.Y , PLACE IS) BLACk CAKlVONi LASTYJEEK ^ HIDE PEDDLER TILL I CAI^ Fir<5D COT WHO PR^^^EO •HIN\, UTTLE BEAVER/ ^AE klriOW CAVE BUGS BUNNY CAPTAIN EASY BY TURNER THI5 MU^T BE MR. k\G6B' DEW. WOlO'T TAKE A ^ECOMD TO $EE IF CMHV RIGHT (VBOUT WHERE THE SAFE 16... BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES ^•Y MARTIN 0»i MV WK;^ WV^KX S'tft"^ . PRISCILLA'S POP POIMT FOUR \S WWAT ^ KEEPS PO\NT THREE FROM BUMPING INTO r " POINT FIVE! BY AL VERMEEK FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS '"HOE-OOWN" FOR. SHADVSloe YOUTH AT BURN TMAT SWOE LEATMER , PO^S / ROUND AND A -ROUND j ^^WE CO PI LEMUetZ ISNT me ONLY THING BURNING, CLBM/ BY BLOSSER CREEPlM'CROCOblLES H WMATC LEPr of= LOOK AT OUR BEMJAMINS/ J (AMB WOULDMT . ^ RATE A FIRE SALE/ CHRIS WELKIN, Planeteer BY RUSS WINTERBOTHAM INTO THE Ai4eT;4N OF HECE CO/Vie4 AN PA WOMAN I'VE NEvee ITisMsreow/zM, ANC7 HI'yFIZlENlP6' FfZOBA^LV A(Z.B Mi lllllllllllllltillllllllllllllll IlllllllUlllllllilllllllllllttlllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllUIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKIII AS YOU Glances Through the FUe» o« The Regjstef and The News 'iMiiiiiii iMuiiiiiiuuiiiMiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiMiiiiiiiMiiiiiniiminitiiiMiniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii^ 55 ^EARS AGO TODAY The Cincinnati National League team defeated Mt. Vernon here ycstei-day 15-6, There was wild excitement in the first inning when Dairymple of Mt. Vernon poled a liomer, Rev. J. W. Van Cleve, who has been pastor of the Methodist church lias iDcen transfei-red to East SI . Louis. Little Allen Coniplon, the five \ear old son of Mr. and Mrs. Cal Compton. fell off the fence at his home on South Fifth street yesterday, throwing all his weight on the right foot and breaking the bone. Anna Pace and Mrs. Winona McAnally of this city. 35 VEARS AGO TODAY Company K will arrive hoiTie fr-om Springfield tomorrow afternoon at two o'cloci<'. Mrs. W. S. Fly has received the aiuiouncemenl of the marriage of her son, John VVilbanks, to Miss Mae Ashton Carter of Barlow, Florida. 30 YE.ARS AGO TODAY Miss Maggie E. Shehorn died ycstei-day afternoon at the home of her son. Luther Sherhorn, 901 Shawnee street. A feature of the fair yesterday was a dead heat i-unning race in which Electric and Daggia finished so close to gother in the mile that the .judges were unable to pick the winner. 35 YEARS AGO TODAY Dr. C. C. Hall, superintendent of the Methodist Orphanage, in this city, spoke yesterday at the 100th annual convocation of McKendee College in Lebanon. Dr. Hal] is president of the board of the college. While walking on the brick sidewalk on the east side of Ninth si reel, between Harrison and North sti'cets yesterday, Donald Grant fell and injured his right knee. Mr. Grant suffered much pain but the bone was not oroken. 20 YEARS AGO TODAY The final match of the championship golf tournament was held yesterday between P. L. McGrath and A. S. Kimbro, which i-esult- ed in a victory for McGrath, 3-2. Mrs. Agnes L. Hamill, widow of James M, Hamill of Belleville, in his day o\\e of the most prominent southern Illinois attorney's, died last night at the home of his sisters, the Misses Dora, Ella and 15 YEARS AGO TODAY Dr. G. A, McDonald, well known physician of Fairfield, died in that city yesterday. The enigma of Patricia Maguire Chicago stenographer, asleep for five and a half .vears, was sealed today in death. Death came fiom lethargic encephalitis. 10 YE.\RS AGO TODAY Work will bo resumed at 7:00 o'clock tomorrow morning at the Mt. Vernon Garment Company', which was damaged by a violent explosion late Sunday night. Mrs. Merle Whitford, secretary to Congressman Laui-ence F. Arnold, will deliver the principal talk tonight at a county wide meeting of Democratic women. Ronald (Chick) Roth, 27. and his 18-year-old brother, Bob have . oined the Navy together. They eft St. Louis this morning for the Great Lakes, 111. Naval Training Station. 5 YEARS AGO TODAY Emmit Lemay, Mt, Vernon superintendent of public works, is a patient in Good Samaritan Hospital, suffering severe lacerations of his right leg above the knee, sustained this afternoon in an accident on south 26th street where he is building a new home. Lemay's leg was cut to the bone when it was caught in a inotor- driven saw. Mrs. Georgia E. Alexander. 56, drowned at 10 a. m. .\csterciay in a well at her home on RFD 5, about eight miles northeast of Mt. Vernon on the Tolle Road. During an inquest conducted by Coroner Ben Roeder, Willard Alexander, her husband, and neighbors, said it was their opinion Mrs, Alexander accidentally, fell into the well which was unprotected by side walls, having only a wooden platform. •' Glenn Metcalf. son of Mr. and Mrs. John W. Metcalf of 506 north 12th street was married on Sep- tem'^er 20. to Miss Violette Mildred Stupar, in a Chicago church wedding. The couple will make their home in Chicago. SIDE GLANCE^ BY GALBRAITH /I y "If he's curious, can't you take your nose out of that paper for five minutes and explain the Einstein theory?" OUR BOARDING HOUSE WITH MAJOR HOOPLE ESAD, JAKe f TRULY 1 RSP^MT HA\;ifvi(3 STF?UCK ^^V BROTHER itsi f\^eeRf 6uT yoLi ALSO MOST REGRET P^0yO\<\^G ME to \jf^ rvJOVvJ IT'5 MOST £M6ARRA6SIM6 TO CAMPAlG>Ni VAJITH MY ARM iNl A SLiNG FROM. ^COWTACT- • ROCK HEAD.' ONLY /WV GP?eAT RE5P£CK PER MARTHA KEERS ME" FROM ^w \NiGiN' you LIKE A 6VMlTCHMAM'6 LAr^iTERM.'--- AS F£R yoo BE IN' pRESioeMT. 6uD, WHO'D you PICK AS CABl^^ET ME^AB£R iM .CHARGE (OF > PA .VJM TICKET6^ bFFiN6 THE PEACS PlPE^ ••21 OUT OUR WAY BY WILLIAMS 11 TUB STORY I Laorle French, eneriiKed to br ninrried ID Oclolicr, hn* (rone to Indlann to vfxK b<!r father. Her fnther nnd mother nre eatran/^;ed nnd Lnurie tins been brougrht np In New Vork Cl(y. Four ycnm axo I .nurlc vi.Niiril In- dlnna nnd met Steve VVjNonK, > yonnr (ricnd of her fnthcr 's. • * • II T AURIE FRENCH wakened early that first morning in Ridgeville, despite the fact that she and her father anc' Bruno had talked until the wee small hours before Bruno started bacl to Capitol City. As she opened her eyes the dawn was just beginning to send pink streamers of light into the sky. A soft cool May breeze plucked at the sprigged chintz drapes and bore a flowery fragrance into the room, mingled with the dank wet smell of the river. Somewhere a rooster crowed insistently and a do.' began to bark. The dog was probably Steve's hunting dog Cass. Wasn't it silly she should remember a dog's name after all this time? She began to think about Steve Wysong as she lay there. She had felt an odd stir of excitement when she had seen him yesterday, and she felt it again now. Presently she threw back the covers and got out of the warm bed and padded in her bare feet to the window. The sun would soon be up. She could catch the river smell more strongly now and hear the rush of water over the riffle. Another sound floated up the hill, echoing faintly, the sound of metal striking wood and the clanking of a chain. That would be Steve getting his boat out to go up the river and run his lines before the mist rose from the river On sudden impulse Laurie opened one of her suitcases and rummaged in it, bringing out a pair of pale blue shorts, a white shirt monogrammed in hlue and some rope sandals. Uer hands shook as she began tQ dress. If she didn't hurry she'd never be able to catch him. A splash of icy water on her face from the bath room tap, a hasty brush or two at her hair and a couple of expert daubs with a lipstick at her mouth and she was ofif, down the stair and out the front door, eagerness making her feet fl; . Steve's boat had already left his dock. She trotted along the path at the edge of the • ler, following the sound of the creaking oarlocks. The mist was so thick it was hard to keep in the path. "Steve!" she called out, "Wait for me!" • • • 'TPHE creaking of the oarlocks ceased for an instant and then began again as the boat was pulled toward the bank. The dip of the oars sounded rhythmic in the stillness, a dark blur in the mist emerged gradually into first the bhape of the boat and then Steve's figure hunched over the oars. "Laurie?" He peered at her through the mist. "Great guns, what are you doing up this early?" "You always used to let me help you run your Lines that other sxim- mer. Remember?" The boat bump^ the sandy bank and Steve stood up, holding out his hand. She felt the warm strength of his grasp as she stepped down. The boat rocked slightly and she settled herself on the wet seat, squirming a little because it felt damp and cold on her bare thighs. "Lovely morning, isnt it?" she said. She wrinkled her nose and moved a bait bucket full of crawdads out from under her feet "Why Laurie, what's the matter?" Steve said grinniiut. "An old fisherman Ul^e you shouldn't mind the smell of dead crawdads. Besides there couldnt be more than one or two dead ones in that bucket The rest are nice and liveljr. Louis and 2 seined ihem (only yesterday." He tipped up Ma I battered old brown hat with the • tiies on it, and picked up the oars : dgain and puUed the boat wt into ithe stream. "They smeD like they're aH dead." Laurie replied. Laurie was aware of : quick warm feeling of sheer .pleasure.- She loved the river, the smell and the feel and the sound oi it M must be something she had inherited from her father, she thought "Is that the same hat you wore the last time 1 was here?" shs asked Steve, for want of something to say. "Nope. Lost that one»in the big pool by the rock cliffs where we always fish for channel catfish. Remember the place? 'ind blew it off one day and it sank before I could get to it I'll probably hook into it and think I've got a good fat channel cat on my line sometime." He stopped rowing and let the boat drif with the current for a second or two while he lit his pipe. A drift of sweet smelling tobacco smoke floated on the morning air. • • • T AURIE studied the strong lean lines of Steve's face. He was much more handsome than she had remembered. His face was thin, almost angular, but the bone structure was fine. He had a strong mouth witii a hint of gentleness about it and there were laughter crinkles at the comers o< his eyes. She was struck all at once by the incongruity of her ?in^ here, with a man who was practically a stranger, sitting in a damp smelly old row boat on a river ia the mist at 5 o'clock in the morning, when o: ly yesterday she had been in New York. This seemed like a different world. It was a djifferent \/orldt One that her triends in New York» her mother and Mark and Fletchw did not dream existed, and would not have appreciated even il ijomf • had known it Fletcher and Marlv went fishing sometime*, but thtif' flew down «o Florida and fished from Mark's big cabin cruiser.

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