The Courier News from Blytheville, Arkansas on December 27, 1951 · Page 9
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The Courier News from Blytheville, Arkansas · Page 9

Blytheville, Arkansas
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Thursday, December 27, 1951
Page 9
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\ THURSDAY, DECEMBER JT, 1WH. BLtTHEVILLE (ARK.) COUNTER WEW8 OUR BOARDING HOUSE — with Maj*r HM»|« I SOT IVJewMV CEMT6 6ES1D6S MVtVOO BUCKS, MA3OR/ VOG GOT TvJeMNY CEWT6, DAT'LL EQUAL -MO PLUS THKEC YCXI ear iw PAPER. -~-TOTAL. COUCH AREH'T SOCM A RICH FIELO FOB. PROSPECT- ISlS 'TODAY/ -~~ HOAle Doe UP *l.fco IN TOC> BAD CAW't WAS6R COMBS, . NAILFILes OW THA.T DREAM HORSE, 6U6AR 60>X. TOR THAT FOR SALE Concrete calverts, 12 Inch to 46 Inch, plain or reenforced. Also Concrete Building Blocks cheaper than lumber (or barns, chicken houses, pump houses, tensint houses, tool shrds. We deliver. Call u for free estimate. OSCEOLA TILE & CULVERT CO. Phone 601 , CONCRETE CULVERT TILE SlM« Hp to 36 In. Corrugated Metal Culverts Sim up to 84 In. A. H. WEBB Automatic Flood Gates Concrete & Metal Septic Tanks Sewer Tile Best Prices We Deliver Highway 61 at State Line Phone 714 OUT OUR WAY ty J. R. WiHimt AW, JUST PUTS ON THEM KJWOk ACTS TO BE SAKCASTICJ 100 OFTEN SAV VOU'RE GLAD VSMW4 WE'RE W SCKXX, MOTHER, BUT >*X) OUGMTA B6 6LAP WHEK1 HE'* &OkJ6 T3VMORK" HS'S W0«se THAW US: LEAVE ME WITH TVCM) WHY MOTHERS GET <SEAV FRECKLIS AND HIS NUINM Benefit by Reading and Using Courier News Classified Ad* THERF 'KXJ ARC! Tfe CHCKS'LL PLOCK IKI (tERE Tb SEE THE SWAMI / eS OMB ilMN* <f S&TOft * w*>fT/ "Your boy pilot* a plane at 500 mllei an hour? I'll »ur« h»v« to pinch him if he trie* that in his jalopy when he get* home!" Why Eat at Home ? When You Con Get 2 Choice Pieces of GOLDEN FRIED CHICKEN Complete with French Fries ••,—.—.•» H «*•• «,900 the RAZORBACK gconome/ SHOE REPAIR The Best Shoe Repair Will Save You Money! H-fl LTCRS iQoqL'"' SHO€ SHO1 I ' W. MAIN ST. There are ten species of in the Americas. By Nina Wilcox Putnam Copyright 1951 by NEA Servkt, Inc ' paTcntly la • failure. AM op?win 1C • a fa end cf <fee photoprrtplir de- ynrlMCMt In The- Uoujir frill ho CITCM t» »«me»M« *]«•* W?«>i«« Tommy J» M a«t Ike caliber" f*r the H ALMA CONROY paused a little before she went on with th« bad news—that Tommy wouldn't get the job he wanted at The House. Tommy had his hack to her now and was mixing a drink. "They want a settled man, someone who is loyal to The House," she tried to explain. "And—oh Tommy, perhaps Mr. Greig knew that you sometimes drink - too much and what with having to handle those precious things when you photographed them. . . . ] hope not. but I'm afraid that's what he thought. For you are wonderful photographer—it's such • pity that you always seem to spoil your own chances!" Aft Tommy looked at hey over his shoulder and, surprisingly laughed. "Thanks lor the lecture!" hi said. "Well, let that -.Id ruddy • duddy keep his confounded pho tography. I've got something bet ter!" "Where?" She was startled. "Right at Trumbull's. A big time job—and you didn't get it fo me either, my girl!" "Tommy! But that's wonderfu dear! Whnt sort ol a job?" "I can't tell you." "Nonsense—why not?" He came over, pul down hi drink and took net lace between his tine, long hands. "Do you know that places m Trumbull's rtass do a lot of confidential business?" She nodded. "1 suppose so, 1 never thought about it'." "Well, that's all 1 can (ell you." "Is that why you were out with Bright Muncie?" Tommy shot her a quick look from under his heavy brows. He looked angry. "I said, we are not going lo dis- V. euss details. I don't even want it ^ known that I'm working with Bright. He made that plain. Now will you shut up and believe that ymir husband is on the big time at last?" •I want to believe HI Oh, Tommy, how I want to believe it—but you've crowed too soon before This time I'd like a little proof." "Okayl How about this?" He flung his hat aside and thnisl the package he had brought home into her hands. They shook a little as she unwrapped It, feeling numbed by the statement he hac just made and curiously detached from all reality. Under the tissue paper Inside was a stole of gorgeous silver fox. She titled it out staring incredulously. "You must have worked awfully hard for this!" she Said uncerlain- ly. Tommy gave & short laugh. "Easiest money 1 ever made! he said. "Try it on—It won't bite Under the tissue paper tnside was a stole of jcor^ew She lifted H otrt, staring incredulously. silver PIT BARBECUE PIT BARBECUE PIT BARBECUE PIT BARBECUE PIT BARBECUE PIT BARBECUE PIT BARBECUE PIT BARBECUE PIT BARBECUE PIT BARBECUE PIT BARBECUE PIT BARBECUE V IVREAM IXASTLE DRIVE-IN • Corner Division & Walnut NOW YOWE WHOLE MOB HAIKCVTf WILL BE-DOWV ON V*! / COME ON...THE DOCK / AT i-HE EWD OF TUB I CATWALK A1USr BE THE **• CONTCOL KOOM! AUHAM06TO THfHAM^AItl TMf tAHTM/Hett AKfLOOff! SEEMS HAPPY WITH THE GUN YOU GAVE HIM FOR CHRISTMAS! I BELIEVE IN GIVING PRACTICAL SIFTS! ALREADY HE'S PRESENTED ME WITH A NEW V FL1R COAT! XI VOL) MEAN HE BAGGED ENOUGH ANIMALS TO A COAT?- OH, M3> I TOLD MM HE COULDN'T HAVE THE GUN UNLESS HE SAVE> S^_ Bier -ri ie COACT* * AA\ ^CRlBE'fr COOED VsORD^ *TAKT MAKE ^ENJS-E. "**! *. »S^&*« .•»"., -^^^ What's more, it's all paid for. From BQC to you with lov«/* LIDING the soft fur around her | shoulders she suddenly wanted to cry. After all these years Tommy had brought her a present like this! Only a man who was making real money would buy such a thing—unless—unless b« were Tommy Conroyl She wanted terribly to accept the gift as a symbol oC accomplished fact, even though offhand It just did not seem possible But there were the furs: they spoke Tor Ihemselves and spoke elo- quenlly Perhaps at last the mo- mcnl (or which she had longed so long had really arrived. How she would laugh now at Papa Victoi misgivings about Tommy, at Joe's Fgust ai his friend's backsliUmgs! Tommy making good! It Justified verything—the fact that she nad upported him, given him one resh start after another, shielded iim from the consequences of his 3wn mistakes, built up his courage ;-ith flattery and faith. A slow warmth began to nil her: he youth and strength of which ong subconscious worry had ;npped her. came flooding into her ;eins again. "Tommy," she said chokingly. 'My darling, my darling, \ knew .his would happen some day!** "That I'd eventually pay oft?" She could not endure the taunt, even though it was flung laughingly. "Oh, Tommy, it Isn't thai—it't fust that I wanted you to b* man! I love the present, of eoursel But your having stood on your own (eel to set H if even more precious o me." She Looked at him under lowered lids for a long moment, allowing him to see the great welling of tenderness In her eyes. "Darling!" she added softly "Darling!" He echoed the word with Infinite meaning, his ey meeting hers in that deep, basic understanding which was th« thing that had held them together despite all reason. 'pHEN the years of quarreling , seemed to fall away from he: like a tattered clcftk leaving he naked before the old passion which she had sometimes felt was dead His arms were around her, his lip* penile on the edge of her hair. She trembled in his embrace and dung to him. It was only later that her mind began to (unction. And as usual her reasoning was not all her own. In her mind there seemed to come, as they often had before, the faces of the two widely different women, now dead, who had reared her. They were Aunt Pleasant Lee, her mother's old-maid sister with whom the summers of her childhood had been spent and whose mind was as upright as her grimly clean body, and Gran' Bijou, Papa Victor's French wife. Almn could not remember her own mother who nad died at her birth, bui ran' Bijou was very vivid—a gay Id lady with suspiciously black air, bright lipstick on her with- red lips and a warm Love of Life lovering about her like an aura. Alma had adored both the summers on the bleak New England arm and Hie winters in New York where Gran' Bijou sang the supposedly naughty French songs of ier youth and Papa Victor taught tMma the n'orions art o* jewel making. The two women spoke very clearly tonight, ^R be it from me to criticize," Aunt Pleasant was being severe about It, "but I do hope. Alma, that you haven't driven your husbftnd Into anything wrong t>y nagging him about being 'a i lure! Easiest money he ever made, eh? Don't like the sound of it. Nigging Is no way to build up a man!" Gran' Bijou, laughing at the pomposity of mankind's penalizing of sex. broke in. "How foolish!" she said, her earrings twinkling like her laughter "He brings you into his arms with * gift, and at once you try to find a moral issucl Do not deceive yourself, bebel Take this hour of happiness lightly. It Is a good thing In ItScU, and that suffices!" They are both right. Alma thought. She and Tommy coxild not live happily on love alone. They had tried that before and W "lad failed. (T* B« CMllDttOd) YOUR LIFE'S- IM OAWGEK.EH? WELLr A. LOWG CAR TRIP B* VCW&ELP WOULD BE *|£KV FOR A UDU1CE- PRlvER.BUT-, machine problems? Then you'll appreciate the rjuick, economical "service that you'll find at Wicker's. Machine work of all kinds; ct Wicker solver your ma- hine problem! r Welding Electric and acetylene ^ Blacksmithing Mow point sharpening, etc Winch Truck Service SO CERTA1M DESPERO.T6- CHARACTERS ARE OUT TO SH.ENCE »*E FOREVER'. DW?E NOT TELL EUEM WU— I SEE. KMOW WHIM" I THINK? VOU'Ue READ TOO IWJCH OF THE SOK.T O 1 TRIPE JfkMET tW.ll 5 WRITES KNOVO ,TOO m>CH MOUf MOTHER MMTER_ OKAY, BUT 1 CAN 1EL.LYOU RIGHT MOW '0 SOME OF OH DINNY'5 DOIN'S: F. L. WICKER MACHINE SHOP 620 East Main St. Phone 2192 FOR HEW/EMS GAKE, ALLEY SO OUTSIDE AND SEE WHM'3 WRONG WITH -, OUR CHIMNEY/ GOOP, EXCELLENT, MI5TEU 3LJNNV/ VOU HOvVE OF MOST or T* wovw o» ROURt. •S.VtVv V«t

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