Mt. Vernon Register-News from Mt Vernon, Illinois • Page 9

TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 23, 1954 THE REGISTEPNEWS MT VERNON fLLINOM THE Rmmmm DAILY MAGAZINE PAGE BLONDIE BY CHICK YOUNG FUNNY BUSINESS BY HERSHBERGER CAPTAIN EASY BY TURNER PROP ev ttV PLACE VflTJI IVi fmiT STL, KS you PRIVE HW OOT TO TH' JA6ET TH' WRITER WHO'S WOWIVkS OtO weu una. tu HWENTT WET VOU UOOKBt? F0RWW5P TO tAEETIMQ WTEKESTWXS PEOPIE THE you eW30VED' WOVBODV BUT WR. WCKUE WE SrtOUlP HIS, U0U5E. HE UW. BUT I 'LL TRY TO IWTK00UC6 WU TO THESE KSSORTED HE 'e PICKEP UP HERE AWO BUGS BUNNY WgBB WvBSTSB, HOPIN 'rVOOCH THAT SQUeEZS-S 2 WTHTVKO-nNOPS FER COLLECTIN' i HAVE DISCCVSBED A N6W UXATION WHICH CFFEES TREMENDOUS POSSlBlUmBS, SU BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES BY MARTIN "Your the defense rests AS YOlJ Glances Through the Files of The and The Newi 55 YEARS AGO TODAY A snowstorm which began about midnight has continued with great severity since.

The smoke stock at the coal mine blew over this luckily the company has enough coal hoisted to supply the demands. 40 YEARS AGO TODAY Last night the thermometer went down to three above zero. Guy Hollingsworth was in Trenton today on business. 85 YEARS AGO TODAY Mrs. Martha Wallace, one of the oldest and most highly respected residents of Mt.

Vernon died at 2 p. m. Sunday. A double funeral will be held tomori'ow for Mrs. Ted Mannen and her little daughter, Evelyn, victims of influenza.

30 YEARS AGO TODAY Uncle Lewis Seward died Friday afternoon at his home in Pleasant Grove neighborhood. The Mt. Vernon militia company wliich has been doing riot duty in Herrin 'has been ordex-ed here. 36 YEARS AGO TODAY Governor L. L.

is spianding the day in Mt. Vernon attending to some of his private business affairs. Mr. and Mrs. Clarence Shoop were hosts to the members of the Double Eight Card club at the regular meeting at their home on the Salem Road last night aO YEARS AGO TODAY Mt.

Vernon and Fairfield, regarded in pre-tournament. dope as tlie outstanding quintets in the Fairfield District are in opposite brackets, according to the drawing made public yesterday to Silas Echols. Mt. Vernon meets Crossville In thJ first contest and Fairfield meets Burnt Prairie. A George Washington tea was given yesterday by the volunteer class of the Logan Street Baptist church.

15 YEABS AGO TODAY In commemoration of George Washington, "The first fox hunter In America," the Jefferson County Fox Hunter's Association held its annual fox hunt yesterday, on his birthday. winter's coldest temperature has been recorded at nine above zero which occurred last night. Albert R. Pulliam died at his home on Caborn avenue today. He was a retired cabinet maker and had been a resident of this city for the past 60 years.

10 YEARS AGO TODAY Pvt. Burnett has arrived home to spend a several days furlough with his wife, the former Miss Mildz'ed Ploessei', and his mother, Mrs. Georgia Burnett. In their final game of the season the Mt. Verrton Rams lost a They'll Do It Every Time By Jimmy Hatlo 43-35 decision to the powerful Pinckneyville Panthers and closed the season with a 19-9 record.

The Jefferson County Infantile Paralysis Association announced today that three children from this county have been sent to hospitals for infantile paralysis for treatment, Jimmle Lomax has been placed in Shriner's Hospital in St. Louis, Lavena Tliompson and Lois Culli are patients at Illinois Research Hospital in Chicago. 5 YEARS AGO TODAY An explosion of a steam boiler in the basement room at the rear of the Royal Cafe, 1113 Broadway at 9:15 this morning, bulged rear walls, shattered a plate glass window at a doughnut shop at 1115 Broadway and knocked pans and supplies off the kitchen shelves at the cafe. Mayor Harry Bishop, Republican, and Milton D. Forsyth, Democrat, were nominated for mayor as Mt.

Vernon residents established an all-time primary election voting record yesterday. Remains of five World War dead from the area, includinpc a Mt. Vernon soldier and Marine, have been returned to the United States from the Pacific area aboard the U. S. Army Transport Dalton Victory.

They are; Pfc. Kermit H. Stern of Mt. Vernon; Marine Pvt. John M.

Pate of Mt. Vernon; Pfc. Guy H. Buchanan of Waj'Jie City; Marine Pfc. Robert Charles Crafton of Sims and Pvt.

Leonard L. Krawiecki of Ashley. Whert wife the husband do pll the talking, the chonces ore the husbond isn't hers. MIAW. THE STOKVi MIm Cora JohB- a timid, irncbrr.

In pnytne blackmail Is Alrn. Sj-nicA. motlicr of one off her pniiilH. Ulrs. Symcii aome Iriiprn Trririca to Mlsa Jobnaon from ninn frho hnd adTertlBc4 in mntrimonini acency paper.

that BTOMalp iroafd be more thnn xlic ponid xtnnd. Mlaa Johnson pnjs, btit la very nnhnpPT a XI Cora," happily oblivious ol Mrs. Hart's diagnosis of her changing disposition, spent a miserable autumn. Time, popularly supposed to do so. did not assuage Time seemed merely to blend autumn into winter, with no change in the statu? quo.

Neither was there a change when at long last, winter released it5 grip. And spring, with crocuses and embryonic tree- buddings, signified its presence. The world at large might have felt a sense of uplift, a resurgence of life and hope, from these a a manifestations. Miss Cora Johnson did not. Even had she been inclined to.

the regular meetings with Mrs. Symes would have quashed any salubrious stirrings in her soul. No matter what iieart she could build up in the interims, one of those hideous somewhere-about-town appointments always left her limp and discouraged. "Happy spring, bright and gay now has passed away," Cora's pupils sang. This spring was happy in no sense of the word.

Not, anyhow, for Cora as she was, by an avaricious familiar. Then, on an early April day, Mrs. Symes established herself as a woman of foresight. "Look, dearie," Mrs. said, "I've been thinking.

Yoa don't get paid In the summertime, do you?" "I do not." "Well, now," Mrs. Symes' eyes were speculative, "that's too bad. Shorten, us both up, so to speak. But 1 guess you've got something put aside, havent you? I mean, living at that cheap boarding house and alL Your expenses couldn't be much. And what you have to spend for appraising dressmaker's gaze ran over Vliss clothes wouldn't be much of a problem for you.

Well, summer's my slack season too. I'll have to have a little something, to tide me over." "B-but, Mrs. Symes, Vm accustomed to She stopped. What was the use? This sticky-fingered harpy wouldn't care what she had been accustomed to do with her simi- mers. But, after a moment, she worked up a modicum of fight.

"Now look herel I've done everything that could reasonably be expected of me. From the first, you Oh, you're simply insatiable." "1 wouldn't know what that Five dollar words go over my head. But 1 know what the score is. all right. a schoolteacher with practically no expenses not like me with a child to bring up doesn't have to worry.

Even with the little she hands over to me. Uh- unh, Miss Jl Well have to come to terms regarding the summer." "I think," Miss Johnson burst out, "that you're the most despicable creature ever made." "Tsk, t8k!" Mra. Symes remained placid. "Never mind the name callin'. This is just business between you and me.

And don't you forget it!" Indeed, Miss Johnson couldn't. riN an April afternoon Miss Johnson sat alone in her classroom, correcting compositions. School had been dismissed and the building was quiet, save for the Bwishihgs of a mop plied in the corridor by old Mr. Cripps, the janitor. Miss Johnson, concentrating on the papers, denly became aware cf foicM, But she paid no attention iiatQ Mr.

Cripps rapped on the batC- opened door. "Gentleman here to see yon," he announced. Surprised, she glanced op. Then she started almost lently. As if by tostiDet, knew that the man old Crlvipa ushered in was Adrian She had, of course, sew Adrian before, and BB pliota- graphs had been exchanged, somehow, he corretponded perfectly to the picture ber ntol had formed of him.

He was tall, with good Aewl-' ders and an erect carriage had wiry, russet hair and elMr, tanned skin. As he came daw an aisle between MW that bis eyes were gray. QaM eyes, she thought at owe, ttwifl would often be sober and reflect- tive. But now a smile Hghtwl them. He walked up to her rather slowly, extending a Hg, brown hand.

"Well, Cora, Vm wondering whether I'm going to have to introduce myself?" Miss Johnson noted with satisfaction that old Cripps had gone back to his mopping. His withdrawal helped her regain poise. don't think so," she well, you're She gave him her hand. "It's nice really to meet yoa, at And what a pleasant A DRIAN KAYE regarded Miaa Cora Johnson quietly and steadily. "I thought it was about time we met So I decided 40 drive down to see Her shock over, ings swarmed' at Miss JohmoB.

Adrian Kaye was here and hem would she explain him? To Mm. Gopeland, the shoe workerf, Mrs. Hart and Miss Dillon and tiM town in general? And Mn. Symes? Mrs. Symes would indubitaMy learn of iiis visit in no tima anil what capital, if any.

woold aba try to make of Tha thought of Mrs. was enough to upset Miaa JehoMQ. Unconsciously she began.tiriitiRg her hands. (To Be CoDtiB PRrSCILLA'S POP PBUT I 'WOULDN'T KNOW OUR BOARDING HOUSE WITH MAJOR HOOPLE MAKI MS, UP A TFAW OF MOST LIKELY TO IF VOU AWAY WITH VOUR (Mve 'MTiOfO, 'LL MOW ABOUT -THE JAKE SOLD IT TO ANlD HERE TO UP PARTICOLAR PART OF THe-, YOU LIKE ro FAP mo WA6tWB I THlMK -SMALL-' MIMDED PEOPLE iO KECKED gOTTLES THeiESSTHEY MANJB IN TKe MORE tHEY MAKle RDLiRlNJ(3, OUT OUR WAY BY WILLIAMS FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS TPeREfeTMAT NEW REPOFCTEK. FROM TWe SWADY- SIDE BUGLE LOOK- INS FOR SCHOOL NEWS OHE SID ET A PERSON! COULO BB fiSJAttY INJUReO WHEN OJSMtSSAL BELL glNQS HERE CHRIS WELKIN, Ploneteer TO MBBT My LOOki WHT BUY TV4r BY RUSS WINTERBOTHAM.