The Key West citizen. [volume] (Key West, Fla.) 1879-current, 1952-05-24
CONCH
CHOWDER
by YMER

tnlES .A-HuHtlHs we VIII CO. but
not for wiley fox, not in pink
coat riding to hounds. Never the
ground!' Instead, | went hunting
for lost colony. Not the lost At
lantis, not for Judge Crater land
rary a brace of bl0odhounds to
sniff the traiD but for the lost art
colony. Karl Agrieola tribe of
hrushmen land ladies'. In Thurs
days column, the first fan out for
the painters class was reported.
Hold on to your paints, here we
go again! Friday morning Karl
stopped by and said to follow
dirt road off Front street and /
would come upon his classes hard
at work until noon. At HIS / be-
gan the search. / should call it a
safari, that hot trek in the near
MONDAY sun. Before it ended
needed a camel and an oasis.
iEchoasis would have done nicely. }
Some helpful gents with boards
aboard the "ARTMAR" in dry
DOCK directed me to little path
through some screening bushes. I
saw two men off the side of the
track. Bushmen? In fact, nearly
stumbled over the feet of one. They
we're sound asleep, and at first, |
thought the art school was taking a
siesta. but the scent in the air
was not spirits of turpentine, so I
loped away with the speed of
bushwhacker evading cavalry.
Spotted a silhouette of a lady a.
gainst a palm next. but she was
Just writing a letter and airing a
black cocker spaniel. No artists.
Next. l walked to the A and B
docks and asked a shrimpboat man
If he had seen any artists around.
Saw one over yonder a while
back" the rugged fisherman said,
hut they done finished"
On the route back | saw some
net members. sign that said Ice
Cold Melon, Is cents a slice. ?
Stand deserted so that was mi
rage. too. Noted another adjacent
sign, German Shepherd Pups For
Sale, :" but was dog-tired by then.
Finally struggled back to the water
fount at the office. No art class
anywhere. Conclusion: Art Class
was caught with its paints down.
but not where the search had been
made. Phone call brought news
that | had been to the right happy
hunting grounds, but the class had
broken up earlier than expected.
TolckslH cots and added hunt
was also a feature of Thursday
night when Shop Hopper Jaxson
and We writer set out for the ship S
party given by the USS Saufley al
Recreation Beach. Since the word
beach was mentioned, we decided
il was bach party and wore
shorts. Jaxson thought ii was to be
at Truman. Beach. hut there was
nothing there but a lonely umhrel.
10, so we turned around in the big
gray car she drives Git will be
robins egg blue come today and
began looking for the right spot.
We drove down blind alley. We
drove down another. We finally
saw the harbor lights. and by
their reflection noted that no fe.
minnie party-goers had on shorts
so We headed for the home range
at a hand gallop with the torn car
top Tapping overhead Chats being
fixed, too as Jaxson says, like
applause. Quick change artists or
bus drivers had nothing on US the
way We made rapid change in.
to dresses Arriving We tried 10 10.
cate Ensign Brashier T. Barn.
yard} Barnard. By this time felt
Ike pinkerton lady detective. We
Sound 1t 4 ( Lukasik, IT. Bill
Zimmerman and various helpful
people. but no trash Brashier.
lie finally showed up. So did the
staff photographer Ellis Finch. .
and the evening vas fun. includ
ing the finale With Horace Young
IS host and hellos to other night.