Bemidji Daily Pioneer Newspaper, June 23, 1922, Page 2

A R AR l T S A AL - teret over the floor. Copyright by Wiliam MacLeod Raine __(Continued from last issue) “I"aidnt know what this joint was like or I'd never have brought you,” apologized ClarenCon. “A friend of mine told me about ft. He's got a queer fancy if he likes this frazzled dive.” Clay acquitted Bromfield of con- . He must have been talled by Durand’s men, His host had nothing to do with it. What for? They could not openly attack him, “Slim” Jim's eyes fell on him. He nudged Dave. Both of them, standing near the entrance, watched Lindsay steadily. Some one outside the door raised the cry, “The bulls are comin’.” Instantly the room leaped to fren- zled excitement. Men dived for the doors, bets forgotten and chips seat- Chairs were smashed as they charged over them, tables overturned. The unwary were trodden underfoot, Bromfield went into a panfc. Why had he been fool enough to trust Durand? No doubt the fellow would ruin him ns willingly as he would v. The rald was fifteen min- of schedule time. The gard politician had betrayed him, He ¢ felt sure of it. All the carefully pre- pared plans agreed upon he Jettisoned promntly. .His sole thought was to save himself, not to trap his rival. - Lin caught ‘him by the arm. “Let's try the back room.” Ile followed Clay, Durand's gang- men at his heels, The 1 went out, erner tried the window. It avily barred outside. He turned _to search for a door, Brought up by the partition, Brom- field was whimpering with, fear as he too groped for a way of eseape. A pale moon shone through the window upon his evening clothes. In the dim light Clay knew that - tragedy Impended. his automatic out. “T've got you good,” the chauffeur’ snarled, The gun cracked. Bromfield bleated In frenzied terror as Clay dashed for- ward, A chair swung round in a sweeping arc. As it descended the spitting of the gun slashed through the darkness a second time, “Slim” Jim went down, rolled over, Iay like a log. g Some one dived for /Lindsay and drove him against the fwall, pinning him by the waist. A jsecond figure Joined the first and cawght the cattle- man's wrist, Then the lights flashed on agaln. Clay saw that the man/who had flung him against the partitfon was Gorllla Dave, A plain-clothes man with a star had twisted his/wrist and was clinging to it. Bromfield was nowhere to be seen, but an.cpen door to the left showed that he had found at least a temporary escape, A policeman camre forward and stooped over the figure. of the pros- trate man, “Some one’s wmnk?. agzuy,” he sald. “Sliim” Jim had iorilla Dave spokefupiquickly. “This fellow did it, him.” There was 1 momy>ut before Lindsay answered quletly. | “He shot twice. The gun must be| lying under him where he fell.” Alrendy men hofl crowded forward to the scene of thi tragedy, moved by Withf a chalr. I scen the morbl® curlosity a crowd has in guch sights. Tiwo policemeny pushed them back and) turned the stdil body over. No revolver;wasito be seen. “Anybody know/whoithis is?"\one of the officers asked. “Collins—*'Sliny’ Jim,” answered big Dave “Well, he's fgot his this time," {the policeman' saidi, “Skull snmshed.” Clay’s heard. sank. In that noisetof struggling men and crashing furniture very likely tfue sound of the shots had been mufiled. The revolver gone, false testimony mgainst him, proof that he had threatened Collins available, Clay knew thal} he was in desperate straits, “There fwas another guy here with him in, them glad rags,” votunteered one of 'the igamblers captured in the Wlto was he?” asked the iplain- clothes mam of his-prisoner. Clay was, silent. He was thinking rapidly. His enemies had him) trapped at last with' the help of circumstance. Why bring Bromfield into it? It would mean trouble and worry for Beatrice, “Better speak up, young fellow, me lad” advised the detective. “It won't help you any to be sulky. You're up against the electric chair sure.” The Arizonan looked at him with the level, unafraid eyes of the hills. “I reckon I'll not talk till I'm ready,” he said in his slow drawl. The handcuffs clicked on his wrists, CHAPTERXVI Bee Makes a Morning Call. Colin Whitford came into the room carfylng & morninz paper. _ Hig step Wwas hurried, his eyes eager. When hie _spoke there was the lift of excitement in his volce, “Bee, I've got bad news.” “Is the Bird Cage flooded?” asked Beatrice. “Or have the miners called a strike again?” “Worse than that.. Lindsay’s been arrested. For murder.” The bottom fell out of her heart. The Bottom Fell Out of Her Heart. She Caught at the Corner of a Desk to Steady Herself. She caught at the corner of a desk to steady herself, “Murder! It can't be! Must be some one of the same name.” “I reckon not, honey. It's Clay sure enough. Listen.” He read the head- lines of a front-page story. L “It ean't be Clay! What would he be doing In a gambling-dive?” She reached for the paper, but when she had it the lines blurred before her eyes. “Read it, please.” ‘Whitford read the story to the last line. Long before he had finished, his daughter knew the one arrested was Clay. She sat down heavily, all the life stricken from her young body. “It's that man Durand. He's done this and fastened it on Clay. We'lr find a way to prove Clay didn't do it “Maybe, In self-defense—" Boatrice pushed back her father's hesitant suggestion, and even while she did it a wave of dread swept over her. The dead man was the same criminal “Slind’ Jim Collins whom the cattleman had threatened in order to protect the Millikan girl. The facts that the man had been struck down by a chalr and that her friend claimed, according to the paper, that the gun- man had fired two shots, buttressed the solution offered by Whitford. But the horror of it was too strong for her. Agalust reason her soul protested that Clay could not have killed a man. It was too horrible, too ghastly, that through the faults of others he should be put in such a situation, And why should her friend be in such a place unless he had been trapped by the enemies who were de- termined to ruin hin? She knew he had a contempt for men who wasted their energies in _futile dissipations. He was too clean, too much a son of the wind-swept desert, to care any- thing about the low pleasures of in- decent and furtive vice,. He was the last man she knew likely to be found enjoying a den of this sort. “Dnd, I'm going to him,” she an- nounced with crisp declsion. Her father offered no protest. His impulse, too, was to stand by the friend in need. He had no doubt Clay had killed the man, but he had a sure convlction it had been done in self-de- fense. “We'll get the best lawyers in New York for him, honey,” he sald. *No- body will slip anything over on Lind- say if we can help it.” “WIIl they let us see him? Or shall we have to get permission from some one¥" “We'll have to get an order. I know the district attorney. Iie'll do what he can for me, but maybe It'll take time.” Beatrice rose, strong again and re- silient. Her voice was vibrant with confidence. “Then after you've called up the district attorney, we'll drive to Clay’s flat in Harlem and tind out from Johnnie what he can tell us. Perhaps he knows what Clay was doing in that place they raided.” . It was not necessary to go to the Rufit. He came to them. As Beatrice and her father stepped into the car Johnnie and Kitty appeared round the corner. Both of.them had the news of a catastrophe written on their faces, A very little encouragement and they would be.ln tears, .. — TAint it tur'ble, Miss Beatrice? They done ‘got Clay at last. After he mude 'em all look like plugged nickels they done fixed it so he'll mebbe go to the electric chair and—" “Stop . that nonsense, Johnnle,” or- dered Miss Whitford sharply, a pain stabbing her heart at his words.’| “Don’t begin whining already. We've got to see him through, Buck up and tell me what you know.” “That’s rlght, Johnnie,” added the mining' map. _*Youf: and Kitty quit looking like the Atlantic ocean in dis- i| tréss. -We've, got to enlyre the grief and get bnsy We'll get Lindsay. out of this hole all right.” You're dawg-goned whistlin’, Y'bet- I} ctia, by onted)" lagreed the Runtim- mensely, cheered by Whitford's_ confl dence. “We been drug into this an’ we'll sure hop to it.” “When did you see Clay last? . How did he come to be in. that gambling- house? Did he say anything to you about going there?” The girl's ques- tions tumbled over each other in her hurry. “Well, ma’am, it must "a’ been about nine o’clock that Clay left last night. I recollect because—" “It doesn’t matter why. Where was he going?” “To meet Mr. Bromfield at his club,” sald Kitty. “Mr. Bromfleld!” cried Beatrice, sur- prised. “Are you sure?” “That’s what Clay said,” corroborated the husband. “Mr. Bromfield invited him. We both noticed it because it seemed kinda funny, him and Clny not bein'—" (Continued in Next Iss=e) The Bello-Pacifist. “H. G. Wells is known in Europe as a bello-pacifist, and truly his recent peace articles have stirred up a lot of bitterness and strife.” The speaker was Stephen Lauzanne, the French publicist. He went on: “Wells reminds me of the can- tankerous individual whe was about to be married. When le came to the church on thke wedding morning he warned the minister beforehand that he didn’t want any fuss. “He consented, however, to station himself in due form at the flower- decked altar, but as the minister pro- ceeded with the ritual he got more and more impatienv. Finally, when e was asked if he, Henry, did take this woman, Jane, to be his lawful wedded wife and so on, he gave 2 snort before the question was half through, and then turned to the con- gregation and said in a loud, jeering volce: “aWell, T guess I came here with that Intention.’” Advanced Methods. “Has that young Thingmajigger per- son proposed to you yet?" “No, mamma, but don’t worry; he’s going to teach me to drive his car, and if he doesn’t grab me pretty soon I'll start for a dteh.’ “—luchmond Times- Dispatch. When Spring Comes to London. In the long lane that leads to spring the first new leaf of brush or tree is the honeysuckle, next is the elder's, and now at last the green buds appear on the hawthorns, and break into leaf, %o that a forward hedge is dappled with verdure. The wood sallows, with their satin-soft cushions of down, make a silvery illumination in @mber- hued woods, and the cushions are fast opening into golden flowers. Red and umber shuades are the first colors of spring. Osler beds make arr patches of orange red in a landseape, and the elms are wine hued with their myriads of flowers—the wryneck be calling among them any day,—I. don Post. WORTH WEIGHT IN GOLD, SAYS MRS L. C. HAVEN| Little St. Paul Woman Wn Forced to Live on Milk Be- fore She Began Taking Tan-|| lac—Now Like a New Per-|| “I feel like a great been lifted from my shoulders since Tanlac rid me of my troubles and made me so strong and healthy,” said Mrs. L. C. 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Centenary of the birth of Felix Oc- tovius Carr Darley, eminent Ameri- can artist. The Prince of Wales, just returned |, home from his Indian tour, ceiebmteu his 28th’ birthday today . Gen., John J. Pershing . will *pre- sent diplomas to the graduates of the Army Music school in Washing- ton this evening. Al The,‘annual intercollegiatei iconfer- ence under the auspices of the Na- 'tional 'Y, W. C. A. will be opened to- day at Silver Bay, N. Y. W. P. G. Harding, governor of the Federal Reserve board, is to be the chief speaker at the summer meeting of the New England State Bankers’ associations, opening today at New Castle, N. H. A convention of the Anti-Blue Law League of America has been called for St. Louis today “to settle the question of whether or not the people of the United States want blue laws and interference with their rights as to the observance of Sunday.” In the Day’s News Irvin S. Cobb, who todar will re- ceive congratulations from a host of friends to remind him that it is his| birthday anniversary, is a Ken- tuckian journalist, with present head- quarters in New York City, who first won fame as a wit and humorist on Paducah and Louisville papers. In 1904 he joined the staff of one of the New York City newspapers as a special writer. His success induced another New York paper to wean him away with higher pay; and then, in 1911, he became a staff contribu- tor to several of the foremost: of the daily and weekly periodicals. His|j assignments since that 'ddte haveicar; ried him about the world as well as into all parts of the United States, sometimes with a serious, intent as.a . high-grade 'reporter ‘and ‘interpreter of the -life of common..:-folk, and sometimes as a comic jester, seeing the {ludicrous in the doings of the so-called high and mighty...:Mr. Cobb is a vital American of the more mod- ern school, and a prolific craftsman of works of travel, comedies and novelettes. BARBER TRADE Now is the time to learn a good trade. Summer rates are in effect. Write today for FREE descriptive information and catalog. TWIN CITY BARBER COLLEGE 204 Hennepin Ave. Minneap Minn. ] PROTECT YOUR FURS N\ " The proper storage of Furs will prolong their life and insure their best appearance when again desired for use. We theroughly clean each garments and insure it against fire, theft and moth damage. WE ALSO DO MANUFACTURING, CLEANING AND REPAIRING KRUSE & GROSS* 11 <! . 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