The Courier News from Blytheville, Arkansas on October 14, 1955 · Page 13
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FRIDAY, OCTOBER 14, 1985 BLYTHEVILLE (ARK.)' COURIER NEWg PAGE 'l'HIR'1'IEN OUR IOAftDIN€ HOUSE — wttfc M.j»r OUT OUR WAY By J. R. William NO, WE'VE MADE SO \\ MANV D6MAUP3 FS* 1 SAF6TV DEVICE* / ME'» WOND6RIN 1 IF V, W6 SOON WON'T BE > 1 BETTK8ULLW WDMDERIKJ' WHV TH' KIPI5SE6-5AWIN 1 HIS HEAP BACK AM' FORTH TO FOLLOW WHAT TH'TOOL IS COIN 1 " LIKE A KIP TRYIM' TO SEE WHAT A 6UV SAWIN' A LOO HAS SOT TATTOOEP OU HIS BUSY HANPi MY «OTO.T\NI666.' gSCUS I ADED A PATCHED OVERALLS TCTIN6 A TOOL CHEST, SHALLOW ' OBSERVERS MAY HWJC PRESUMED I ABHORRED TOIL.' YOU See HOW— AH-6R WOULD VOL) APPLY THIS SEhiTLY TO iWV FI60B6D THAT AFTER WOCKIM6 A VlEBri.YOOR 8LEATIN6 YlOOLD DROVW GOT TM6 COMBED CHORUS OF ALL THE AMIMAL5 IH THE DO SCWETHIM' TO KEEP THEM KIND < FROM SETTIM' «*TTLE-BRAIKIEP/ ASPCIM AMD QUIET AS A LIBRARY/— HAS THC OLD RESISTANCE QUIET Ltvte A SLUMBER- IMS VOLCANO THE TRICK is ib FIND A TWOSOME WHO WONT MI5S A CRUMB M6RE AND THERE . DADS 8ARDCCUF FORK COMES. IN HANDT WHEN 1 CAN'T eer A DATE FOR A TWIRP SEASON SNACK / DID I SAY IT WAS A ROM SOME? KEY. YOU'RE NO . MUSICIAN, BAZOO/ VMT ARC YOU CARETIN6 THAT TROMBONE? Bead Courier News Classified Ads WE RENT • HOSPITAL BEDS . . . BABY BEDS • ROLLAWAY BEDS • USED REFRIGERATORS • USED WASHERS WADE FURNITURE CO. 112 W. Main PhM* 3-3122 RENT MOVIE CAMERAS FLASH CAMERAS Complete Selection of Flash Bulbs, Polaroid Film, Color Film, Movi* Film BARNEY'S DRUG STORE 2006 W. Main Ph. 3-3647 WE'Vfc GOT IT! Over 33,000 different items in stock! HU BBAR D HARDWARE Continued from preceding page Best Grade Illinois Coal and Kindling Nut Coal 2 or more tons $10 per ton plus tax B&CCoalGo. S. Hlway 61 Phone 3-8612 THE COWARD BY RAY LAPICA Copyright 1955 by NEA S«rvic«, Inc. THE STORYi Clnlr Holinnky. • * I n R: e-r, nnrrrmlj Mcnl'cti (tenth, with hrr daughter. .Sharon, whrn a wildly rfrtvfn car »l- rno.I rnn thrm dnivn in IMM«- ImrRh. I'tfnn. She- realize* thnt It miKht have lirca nn intentional attempt on her lift. Three hoodlum*, nfinlnM whom • h* hnd te-Hlitled flvf je.-ird IIKO. rerenllr were released Iron* • rlfltm. LORNA ROGERS looked down from the sixth floor of her three- room apartment in Parkchester, N. y., and saw the smaller boy unmercifully beating Billy with his little stone-like fists. < She pushed open the casement j window and shouted down to the two tiny figures on the concrete | pavement. "Billy, hit him back!" | But Billy stood .there, hands over I his face, sobbing violently The: smaller boy shouted up at Lorna. "He's just a cry baby!" and scam- pored off. Lorna went down and got Billy, who was ei°ht It was <i^r third such trip thai week On the way up in the self-service elevator, she asked, "Why didn't | you hit him back?" I Billy looked up at her with wide blue eyes and, still snif-, fling, said, "I couldn'L I get j scared." She touseled his bright yellow hair and said nothing. That night she stayed up till after 1 o'clock waiting for Tim. He came home j haggard as usual, his fat chin bristly, his pale blue eyes reddish, the eyeballs sunken in the fleshy face, the sockets lined with crow's feet. He was exhausted, but tonight he seemed cheerful. She was glad. When he came into the kitchenette for hi« beer, she asked him to move the refrigerator so she could get a half dollar which had rolled under it. Instead of barking at her, as he usually did when she asked him to do something around the apartment, he nodded .pleasantly. Putting his two huge flsts on the box, he leaned his 200-somc pounds against it, and it tilted back as easily as though it were made of balsam. "Thahlts," Lorna said, retrieving the coin. TIM ROGERS threw, himself on their 10-year-old couch she had bought at a 14th Street cut- rate furniture store In 1945. As he guzzled the beer from the bottle, ht uM wrnestly, "I got norne newi that may interest you." She rustled in the kitchenette fixing him his late supper—cold, from the refrigerator where she always put it because she was always asleep when he came home. "Let me tell you about Billy first." she said. And she did. When she brought the food to the dinette, Tim was standing thoughtfully looking down into Metropolitan Avenue below. The street was deserted. A fast- moving taxi disappeared toward the park-like Oval A blue- uniformed guard leaned against a glass door to an apartment | building stealing a forbidden '• smoke. "What can 1 do?" he asked helplessly. ''He's afraid of everything," ihc- said, "bugs, snakes, toads, strangers, even merry-go-rounds and the beach. And each year it ^ets worse He won't even go out to play now unless 1 go with him. Ann when he goes alone the other boys know he's afraid and purposely beat him up." Tim sat down and began eating his cold tomato soup and the first of three huge ham sandwiches. "1 don't know what to do," he said. "He sees you and his fear grows." Tim thought of how little time he had given his boy since Billy was born and the sadness showed in his fat face. "Maybe this trip I'm going on tomorrow will change things," he said. "How long will you be gone?" "Several days." "Where are you toirig?" "Can't tell you that." • She dared not ask more. She had learned not to ask too much in their 11 years of marriage. But Lorna wondered how it would be to go away sometime, somewhere outside the city in which she had been born, perhaps to the mountains or to a distant state where trees and flowers grew a* nature planned, instead of in ordered rows In parks. • • • LORNA watched her husband wolfing his supper down and saw the weary lines of his puffed face and wondered, perhaps because it wa< the first time In months she had stayed up for him, why they had ever married. Aod Tun, catching the un- fathomable look in her hazel eyes, thought it was revuision and wondered about the same thing. He looked at her closely out of the corners of his eyes for the first f ime in many months. Her once-blonde hair was stringy, faded now, done up in ugly curlers. The round mouth, so fresh and warm once, seemed cold and thin. She was a small girl, once slim and straight almost with boyish lines, now rounding out, having trouble holding her weight And a feeling of anguish swept over him so intense that he choked on his food. Tim could eat no more. But pushing the food aside, he rose and began to pace the room— across the faded blue carpet on the oak parque floor, past the cofl'ee table whose glass top had been cracked and discarded long ago. past the old brown roll-top desk which he always kept locked, past the old-fashioned console radio he had bought second-hand years ago and repaired himself. Instead he stopped suddenly, came over to her, lifted her from the chair, with his big hands as though she were a doll and for the first time in over a year kissed her on the lips. "It's been pretty awful, hasn't it?" he said kindly, and she nodded, the tears welling in her eyes. "Ten years while your old man works two shifts a day, picks up a third job weekends. ... I wish I could tell you why, but |1 can't—yet. You've been swell through it all. You've got nothing out of it. You haven't had one day of fun in all that time. But when 1 get back, dear, tilings will be diflerent." She started to give voice to the thought that had been uppermost jn her mind for years: "Why? Why the savage drive to make money? Where did it go? Was it worth aging 20 years in 10?" But she remembered the one serious quarrel they had two years ago when she opened one of his letters and he saw her reading it She had asked him the questions now Hitting through her mind, and he spoke coldly, as to a stranger; "Don't ever open my mall again, or touch any of my things!" Then he pushed his fat face close to hers and the tiny. py« were lost In the flesh, "Do you understand" (To Be Continued) Salesman Wanted "Quit using my shaving cream for {rotting on your mud pies!" I "Pop won a dollar bet on you from Mom—when h« hcirtf yo« w«f» coming to see us, he said you'd be too tight t» stay at a hotel!" I . O I WKS.WAVrJE.'GOU-VI > H . . . ^1O «E \DU IF NDU HAD LONS f WOT WINGS AND AYttKIDWITH GOOONiSS KNOWS YCWE BEEN OS TO HEE/WU, WE EVEB TORSET HOW NOD HELPED 1DSET HER HOW NOD HELPED 1DSET HER ^ -rSONff PUBUSHBO? • r - / / Will accept application b> letter for good salesman. Good j open territory and good pay for right man. A. G. Shibley Co. 10|10 ck tf Wanted to Buy We buy used turnuurc HALSELL * 1 WHITTE 113 S Division Pb 3-SOM «]4 ck ti will buy moderately priced duplex. nave 510,000.00 to '511,000.00 Cash. Olve Full particulars. Write Box D-10 c o Courier News. 10|7 pie 15 Give Your Child Something Educational and Entertaining for Xmas, a set of Child World Books. Call '3-4152 for Demonstration. - GUARANTEED "Always** Good Paint Closeout Man? Types »nd Colon £ Price Hubbard Hardware RADIATOR WORK • Boiled Out • Repaired • Flo Tested • Re-cored ALL WORK GUARANTEED GROVER'S RADIATOR WORKS 508 Cl. Lade Ave. Ph. 3-6981 Attention: Men of the 461st Wing! . Hudson Can Supply All Your Clothing Needs • Uniforms • Belts • Caps • Ties • Slacks • Shirts • Cheverons • Jewelry Cleaner - Clpthier • Tailor Rlvlhfvillc, Ark. THEN WHO DID YOU THINK YOU WERE fc^l PICKING UP?? &OSH, HAZEL, YOU LOOK GORGEOUS- 1 I DIDN'T EVEN RECOGNIZE MAYBE SHE'D LIKE A RIDE HOME! BEAUTY PARLOR WHrVT HAPPENS) IT5 n >c;™«- .-icn-r.cr>, '-'^^J- ,'X"^r7 "aT"^' | N -THE THRP J/MOCK EXECUTION FOP HEP LOVER. BUT flaVICer^POUSLE-CROSSEBWHEN^PWeSgJ/ OF COURSE THATS NOT NUNZIO'SNO- INS OfTCSlTE < jZXI...ArJ!J I'M NOT THURSTEN RO6ER5, MANNER OP THE COMPANY, AMP TOU'fZE NOT fiLOBIA" MB, ROSBZ&, I'M SEROUS; . THAT ftNAN IS AW IV.PO6TOR' HERE BY NOON, COKE 1 . PLANNED W GIRL'S PEATH Ml ACCIDENT, SO THERE WON'T K W IIWE5TISA.TICKJ THAT MlflKT AMERICAN CEETIZEN5. 51! HOKAY, I WEEl YOU WHEW YOU RETUKWl YEAH...WANTA TAKE WY FKIENPS ON THAT RIP6 1 TOOK A FEW PAY* A.SO! Ifr THIS ENOUSH 8LJEW05 DIAS, 5EUOK SHANC>« SACK. ORDING THE RIO 6UMIPE, VILLAS6 OF BOQUILU& MEXICO... .TH' STRANGER JUMPEP ME FIRST. THEN, NEXT THINS I KNJEW, TH' TIGER YKNOW, GUZ, ...MOW'S 1 LOOfc \ I THINK TH' TRUTH, I IXNT KNCW-. DIZZY LOOKIN' STRONGER OR TH 1 OLD TIGER HIMSELF? WHAT I'D LIKE TO KNO\V IS WHICH OF YOUR ATTACKERS. SOT AWAY WITH THE TAIL? SUESS I'M LUCKY ft TO BE ALIVE! I WOULDN'T WAKIT \ r SET THIS SNAZZY NEW 9POI?r* JACKIT ME9SEP W BY CHEERIO, AN' THAT SORT OF BILSE! •VOUf? WISH IS MY COMMAND, GUV 1 MORI PULL IN CLOSE T 1 TH' CUKS, SYLVESTER! THEX'RE CrXLUNG XOU THE DORM, XOVi'RE ft Sf\KES\ W WHJOWEV

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