The Courier News from Blytheville, Arkansas on November 13, 1952 · Page 19
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The Courier News from Blytheville, Arkansas · Page 19

Blytheville, Arkansas
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Thursday, November 13, 1952
Page 19
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WOT. M, IM OURJOARDINO HOUSI - wirt, M.}ofHoop I. TO HBLP AM -HB P 3.e UK*. A«.e .'-^ MY 1WAT WOULO KB V WORST /»J/V"~*»' ^ BACKSET SIMCE 9 ( HAXle^T^ES^? V' TO SO RltXKjG OUT KELLEY'S Your Friendly Shoe Store BLTIncTiyLB (ARK.)' R "It's your cousin Clara, doar« She want, to know if you'd tike to enroll with her in a new physical culture class!PRESCRIPTIONS Fresh Stock Guaranteed Best Prices Kirby Drug Stores •"«•»•»•• k, H£A SMS* By Jow»h Shott* HEN Kitty Lane started down the train steps, ,". Eddie Fields let out a loud wolf whisfle. "Just giving her • break," he explained. "She ; don't get much of that any ' more.", i I stepped out of the station . wagon, walked across the platform , and took the two big suitcases out •f her hands. •Such service," Kitty Lane said. i"I never in my wildest dreams imagined—" "Why not? I said. "You know ,we all love you." "Sure." said Eddie Fields, rolling his little blob of a body out of the car. "I was so lonesome while you were away, I got out your picture every night and cried on it, when'my wife wasn't look- "Cut it out and give me a clg- • aret," said Kitty. !< Eddie fussed a crumpled, pack out'of his pocket, : • ' Kitty slid into the front'tea t while '/ slung her iridescent aluminum luggage in Ihe back of the Ration wagon. "Feels like you did * bit of shopping," T said. ."Had lo, Dan," she. said. "I've been wearing the sarrie dresses in •o many of our shows, the guests were starting to kick. Even the mothj were getting bored." "Hey, I'm supposed to make the cracks," Eddie rumbled, getting in beside her. "You're the singer— remember? Trying to hog the act?" "I wouldn't use that word hog, If I were you," said Kitty. "It makes people think of ham." Eddie's thin lips smashed to- ffether. "Sharper an~d sharper. I'll be scared to step on the stage with -her." .•. I closed the hack door and walked around to the front. What a load this station wagon had. Talent! Eddie Fields, the m.c. of High Hill Lodge, and Kitly Lane, the slinger of sad songs, and me, the razzle-dazzle athletic director. This was what our vacation booklets were talking about when they lid "star-studded social staff." It a rash thing, putting us all in Ihe same car. Just one skid on the mountain, highway, and what would High Hill Lodge have left? Grass. "You see, we let her go lo New York," Eddie said. "Four days on Fifth Avenue, and she's Kot her nose so high, she has to'wfpe it through an oxygen mask." ; "Yeh," said Kitty, blowing out a long drift of smoke. "I needed that, vacation, bud. I could have used a lot more than four days in New York." "I see—you don't like It at High Hill," said Kddie. "Mountain re- jort—hick-stuff. You want lights Broadway—all that crazy scramble, the noise, the rat race." He paused. "So do I." Kitly wreathed the windshield with smoke as I drove up the incline out of the station. - "The only one that likes it here ts Dan Morrison," Eddie said. "That right, Morrison?" "Maybe," I said. "See that, Kitty? Don't you wish you were young and innocent like Dan Morrison?" '. • • • « T DROVE through East Strouds••• burg, past the tidy frame houses that looked like • roifc of parsonages, past the little stores and the lew small factories. S,-Take in any shows In New York?" Eddie Fields asked. i "'South Pacific,'" the M ld "And don't start choking—it Isn't DS hard as you think. If you lust want a single, that It." Sh. was friends again, now that they were talking shop. "I also went to th« Paramount and took in the Frank Raleigh show. My old patlner" ; "Your old—? Are you kidding?" . "Nup—Frank's my 0 Jd par(ner all right. Raleigh and I.ane 'Sones u You Uk« T. 1 -— ' — "I almwt fen over thi. pile of leaves and dirt—and a hand • sticking out of It." of Philly's spots before we broke! the little, brown-shingled main- "Whv th. »,,«,!-„„,: l' c " ance Aiding. The rear hall of fc-up? "Hah, hnh." Her litlle laugh had rough edges. "Just because died and left him fifteen Ihousand bucks." "I see," Eddie said. ' "He took off like a bird," Kitty said. "Wcnl lo New York and hired the Bart Jamison firm lo heal the gongs for him. It blow most of his wad, but zingo—it got him top bookings." I made a sharp right turn off Main Street and started up the concrete highway into the mountains. Kitty kept talking: "You can sing at small clubs till you're SO, you can have a voice like seven angels, and nobody'll hear about you—nobody that matters—unless you get yourself some build-up. You've got to get everybody lalking about you, to crack all the columns. Who arranges all that? Somebody like the Bart Jamison outfit. Pay them enough and they can make you sound like the biggest thing to hit town since King Kong." T DROVE down a macadam driveway, winding through crowded evergreens thai threw comfortable shadows across the road, and suddenly we burst into the clear, and the bright green of our lawn and the high-hearted bliw of the lake leaped up at us. I drove along the rim of the grass toward the wide cinder turnaround where all roads met at High Hill. Directly ahead of us was the big, two-story recreation hall with its rough-hewn porch, where at the moment girls were standing up lo see if maybe I was bringing In a new male guest. Off to Ihe left wa» the road leading to the men's collages, which formed a curve around Ihe edge of Ihe lake. On the right was the road leading to women's country a row of 10 pastel-colored collages which we fagged Chicken Alley. Kitly'i roor.i was in Collage No. t. I started,to make a right turn but she caught my arm. "Let me off at the office. I want to talk to Al." 1 drove across the cinder turnaround. I passed the recreation the office of Al Kemmer, High Hill's owner-manager. As I hauled out Kitty's luggage, there was a noise inside the build- the steps ran a little figure In yellow halter and shorts. A very agreeable lillle rounded figure, with a little, baby nose; rich, protruding lips; wide gray-green eyes; and brown hair of no special- classificalion, just brown. The name was as cule as the package: Midge Burnelt, She rushed around Ihe car at me. "Oh, Dan!" she cried. "What a time to run into her!" Eddie muttered, ruffling his washboard forehead. "Killy, keep your claws in your pocket." "Don't be silly," Kitty said, walking away from him. "I like Midge." "A body." Midge blurted in my face. "A body! In the woods back there. Ohhh, Dan." "Leave your luggage in the office, Kitly?" I said foggily. "A what, did you say? A what?" "A body," Midge said, her voice suddenly falling. "A man. He's dead." I scooped up Midge's arms and deposited her on the front seat. Her armpits were a trifle damp. "Let's take this thing gradually" I said. "I've already told Mr. Kemmer," she fluttered. "He's out there now. I've been waiting for you for ages." "Where did you say this body s?" Out there. In the woods." She pointed a shaky finger up the road past Ihe women's collages. "Excuse us, Kitty," I said. Eddie clambered in beside Midge, and I started Ihe car going across the cinders. "Okay, kid, tell us about IL" "It was ail on accounl of one of those wolves," Midge said, getting breathless again. "! said I'd go for a walk wilh him, and we went up the road here, and he started gelling fresh, and he wouldn't slop, and f ran away into Ihe woods— I ran far In so he wouldn't find me, and I almost fell over this pile of leaves and dirt—and a hand sticking out <ii it!" was? lite. Tomorrow WMCT. Memphis. Channel 4 THURSDAY MOHT, NOV. 1J 6:00 Evening Serenade 6:16,News Reporter 6:30 Dinah Shore 6:45 News Caravan 7:00 Groucho Manr 7:30 The Unexpected 8:00 Onnj Busters 8:30 Theatre 8:00 Martin Kane 9:30 Arthur Godfrey 10:00 Racket Squad 10:30 News 10:35 Boxing 11:35 Industry on Psra<}« 11:50 News 12:05 Sign Off ' FRIDAY, NOVEMBER U 7:00 Today ' 7:J5 News 7:30 Today 7:55 News 8:00 Today 8:25 News 8:30 Today 8:55 News 9:00 Mrs.'U.S.A. .8:30 Ask Washington 10:00 U.N. General Assembly 10:30 Strike It Rich 11:00 Storyland ll:is Love of Life 11:30 Search for Tomorrow 11:45 Morning Meditation 12: no News 12:15 Farm News • " • . 12:30 Garry Moore i:oo Guiding Light 1:15 Film Featurette 1:30 Homemakers Program, 2:00 Big Payoff 2:30 Welcome Travelers 3:00 Knte Smith 4:00 Hawkins Falls 4:15 Oabby Hayes 4:30 Howdy Doody 5:00 Bert OJjg-anjer 5:15 News' 5:25 Weather 5:30 Short Story 5:45 Hartoons 6:00 Evening Serenade 6:15 News 6:30 Thase Two : 6:45 News Caravan 7:00 Dennis Day 7:30 Playhouse 8:00 Big story 8:30 Aldrlcli Family 9:00 Cavalcade of Sports 9:45 Greatest Fights 10:00 Football This Week 10:15 Washington Spotlight '• 10:30 News 10:40 March of Time 11:10 Names ths Same 11:40 Weather 11:45 Where Was I 12:15 News 12:20 Sign Off Xmas Gift Suggestion. a camera from BARNEY'S! Choose a camera as a Xmaj gift NOW! Use our ccnTentent layaway plan. Barney's Drug CAMERA HEADQUARTERS Z*«« W. 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