Bemidji Daily Pioneer Newspaper, August 22, 1922, Page 2

A T & ¥ 3 e PR B i SYNOPSIS i —_— — {Continued from its interior. ~Beneath a rakishly s cocked soft hat beamed a countenance | that bore a look of self-assured-imper- | tinent deviltry. After one look at that | countensuce the assistant cashier crooked @ hasty finger at the floor guard, who nodded and walked to the intruder with a polite query. “Can I help you, sir?” The intruder turned, favored the CHAPTER L—During the helght of the New Orleans carnival season Jachin Fell, wealthy though somewhat mysterious cit- izen, and Dr. Ansley, are discussing a series of robbéries by an individual known as the Midnight Masquer, who, iavariably attired @s an aviator, has long defied the police. Joseph Maillird, wealthy bankez, is giving.a ball that night, at which the Masquer has threatened fo appear and Tob the guests. Fell and Ansley, on their oY 1o ho Affals, meet & girl aressed == | guard with a cool stare, then broke Columbine, seemingly knt l, o ne, e panies them to the | into a laugh and a flood of Creole dia- hall. f lect. CHAPTER IL—Lucle Ledanois, recent- “Why, if it isn’t old Lacroix from Iy the ward of her uncle, Joseph Mail- | Carencro! And look at the brass but- g s e Columbloss tons—diable! You must own this cnx:m IIL—In ‘l’:!ut ‘}im;ry".:a;e):g place, hein?—the cat’s tail grows in Mallietd Al o 5o vy eld | 4ime, I see! You remember me?” up and robbed by the Midnight Masquer. 3 ! y ? “Ben Chacherre!” exclaimed the CHAPTER 1V.—Lucle Ledanos, the last ' SHABTER 1V —Lucle e tesms | guard, losing his dignity for an in- | ;mnc‘ol.dsllf::pg Malll{nrg’a h‘nndll!_gg“(:: stant. “Why—you vaurien, you! | un een unfortunate. Fel seat! her funds has been unfortunate, | TelL % | “So you turn up your sanctified nose | mleresteg in the :&rL GHenry LGmmum..t at Ben Chacherre, do you?” exclaimed ally the ince de ramont, son o “ really e princ O G oran mather, | that person jauntily. “A vaurien, am but who spurns the title of prince, is | I? Old peacock! Lead me to the man enamored of Lucie and belleves himself | \ho cashes checks, lackey, brass but- tons that you are! Come, obey me, or I'll have you thrown into the street!” a not unfavored suitor. - CHAPTER V.—Gramont's ~chauffeur, “You—you wish to cash a check? | But you are not known here—" Hammond, sergeant in the American “Bah, insolent one! Monkey in the army in France, and there known to Gramont;, lives with him. He was the original Midnight Masquer, and Gramont, for a_particular purpose, after discover- ing Hammond's activities, assumes the role. Where Hammond had been a rob- ber for financial gain, Gramont, of course, s not. He arranges to return the “loot” to those whom he has robbed. The jewels and money, in individual pack- ages, are got ready for delivery next day to their original owners. That night they are stolen from Gramont's auto. CHAPTER VI—Ben Cacherre, an In- @tvidual of -unsavory character, appears to- be associated with Jachin Fell He has a peculiar interview with one Mem- phis_Izzy Gumberts, notorious influential crook, in which there is significant refer- ence to a mysterious “boss.” last issue) CHAPTER VL. Chacherre. At ten o'clock that Monday morn- ing Gramont’s car approached Canal street,” and halted a block distant. Gramont -left the car, and turned to | i speak with Hammond. = “I've made out at least two finger- | prints on . the luggage compnrtment.": = he said, quietly. “Drive around to police headquarters and enter a com- plaint In my name to a robbery of the compartment ; say that the thief got away with some valuable packages I had been about to mail. They have a process of transferring fingerprints such as these; get it done. Perhaps they can identify the thief, for it must have | been some- clever picklock to get into | the- compartment without leaving a; calabash that you are! serateh. It was someone sent by that ‘ know me?” devil Jachin Fell, and I'll land ‘him “Heaven preserve me! i | i | | | i | | “Go to the Devil, Then,” Snapped Chacherre, and Turned Away. Do you not | I will not | if T can!” | | answer for your accursed checks.” “Then Fell will land us If he’s got | ugo to the devil, then,” snapped | the stuft!” | Chacherre, and turned away. “Let him! How can he prove any- . ~ g roving eyes had already found | thiing, unless he had brought the po- | lice to open up that compartment? Get | along with you!” stepped into the small queue that had Hammond grinned, saluted, and gormed. When it came his turn, he drove away. | slid his check across the marble slab, Slowly Gramont edged his was | tycked his thumbs into the armholes | through the eddylng crowds to Canal, of nis vest, and Impudently stared into | street, and presently gained the impos- | the questioning, coldly repellent eyes | ing, portals of the Exeter Natlonal of the teller. bank. Entering the bullding, he sent, «well?” he exclalmed, as the teller his-card to the private office of the = examined the check. “Do you wish to\l president; a moment later he was| eat it, that you sniff so hard?” ushered in, and was closeted with Jo- | The teller gave him a glance. “This | seph Maillard. is for a thousand dollars—" The interior of the Exeter National “Can I not read?’ sald Chacherre, | reflected the stern personality that| with an impudent gesture. “Am I an i ruled it. The bank was dark, old-| jgnorant 'Cajun? Have I not eyes in fashioned, conservative, guarded with | my head? If you wish to start an much effrontery of iron grills and bars | argument, say that the check is for a against the evil doer. | hundred dollars. Then, by heaven, I | “The window men greeted their cus-| will argue something with you!” | tomers with infrequent smiles, with| “You are Ben Chacherre, eh? Does | caution and reserve so great that it| anyone here know you?” | was ~ positively chilly. Suspicion | Chacherre exploded in a violent | seemed In the air. The bank’s reputa- | oath, “Dolt that you are, do I have | tion for guarding the sanctity of| to be known when the check Is in- wealth seemed to rest heavily upon| dorsed under my signature? ‘Who each pair of bowed shoulders. | taught you business, monkey?” | The business customers of this bank “True,” answered the teller sulkily. | found thelr affairs handled coldly, ef-| “Yet the amount—" | ficiently, with an {nhuman precision| “Oh, bah!" Chacherre snapped Lis | that was admirable. It was good for | fingers. “Go and telephone Jachin | business,“and they Hked it. There| Fell, you old woman! Go and tell | were no mistakes. - him you do not know his signature— i §People who were accustomed to, well, who are you oking at? Am I éeallng with bankers of cordial smile| a telephone, ther®-You are not- fired | id courteous word, people who liked | to look but to,act! Get about it the correct window by means of the | other persons seeking it, and now he | ‘walk into a bank and to‘be met| The enragéd and scandalized teller with a personal greeting, did not| peckoned a:confrere. Jachin Fell was come here, nor were they. wanted telephoned. Presumably his response | here. Chaufice customers who entered | was reassuring, for Chacherre was | the sacred portals were duly cowed presently handed a thousand dollars and put In their proper place. Most| in small bills, as he requested. He | of them were, that is. Occasionally insisted upon counting over the money | some intrepid soul appeared who| at the window with Insolent assiduity, seemed Impervious to the gloomy flung a final compliment at the teller, chill, who seemed even to resent It., and swaggered across the lobby. He was still standing by the entrance One of-these persons was now stand- | 'y on Henry Gramont left the private ing in the lobby and staring around | ;si.e of the president and passed him with & cool impudence which drew un- | | y without a look favorable glances from the clerks. Foward noon Gr.nm ox‘nt rrived afoot He was a decently dressed fellow, at his an ns“:. Behind t.:e garage, in obviously no eustomer of this sacro- the Bfi’:’_ he discovered mmm;:nd sanct place, obviously 8 Stranger 0| iy g¢ work cleaning and polishing the engine of th e | to it him. | not heard the name of Memphis Izzy | army post In the country and diverted “Hello!", “What luck?* “Pretty - good, cap'p.” glanced up) then paused. A strangir was strolling toward them along the alleywhy, a Jaunty in- dividual who \was gaylly whistling and who seemed 'entirely] carefree and happy. He apiieared) to have no in- terest whatever in {Jaem, and Ham- mond concluded /thatf he was innocu: ous. { “They got them Y rints fine, cap'n. What's more, they tlf ink they've locat- ed the fellow that 1f .ade 'em.” “Ah, work¥’ exclaimed Gra- mont. “Some crimihal?” Hammpang, frownéd. . The, giranger ad come Yo a halt a few feet distant, jung them 'a jerkyj careless nod, and as beginning to rell a cigarette. He he. exclalmed, | cheerily. Hlmmm;d “Fsurveyed the car with a knowing and appreciative’ eye. - Hammond turned, his back on the m:n disdainfully. “Yep—a stieak thief they'd pinched a couple of years back; didn’t know where he was, but the prints seemed They'll come up and look things over semetime today, then go after him and'land him.” Gramont gave the stranger a glance, | but the other was still surveying the car with evident admiration. If he heard their words he gave them no | attentlon. “Who was the man, then?" asked Gramont. “A guy with a queer name—Ben Chacherre.” Hammond pronounced it as he deemed correct—as the name was spelled. “Only they didn't call him that. Here, I wrote it down.” He fished In his pocket and pro- duced a paper. Gramont glanced at it and laughed. “Oh, Chacherre!” He gava the name the Creole pronunciation. “Yep, Sasherry. I expect theyll come any time now—sald two bulls would drop in.” “All right” Gramont nodded and turned away, with another glance at the stranger. ' “I'll not want the car today nor tonight that I know of. I'm not going to the Proteus ball. So your time's your own until tomorrow ; make the most of it!” 4 He disappeared!, and Hammond re- turned to his work. Then he straight- ened up, for the jaunty:stranger was bearing down upon him with evident intent to speak. “Some car you got there, brother!” ! Ben Chacherre, who had overheard | most of the foregoing conversation, lighted his cigarette and grinned fa- miliarly. “Some car, eh? All she needs is some good tires, a new coat | of paint, a good steel chassls, and a new engine—" “Huh?” snorted Hammond. “Say, you 'bo, who sold you chips in this game? Move along!” Ben grinned dnew and rested him- self against a near-by telephone pole. “Free country, ain't it?” he in- quired lazily. “Or have you invested your winnings and bought this hére alley?” Hammond reddened with anger and took a step forward. The next words of Chacherre, however, jerked him sharply into self-control. “Seen anything of an aviator’s hel- met around here?” “Huh?” The chauffeur glared at his tormentor, yet with a sudden sick feeling inside his bosom. “Who you kiddin’ now?” “Nobody. I was asking a question, that's all. I was flyin® along here last night ‘n my airplane, and I lost my i | helmet overboard. Thought maybe N | youwd seen it. So long, brother!” Warner as the deser) chief and Bar- Hammond stood staring after the | swaggering figure; for once he was Grand speechless. The jaunty words had sent terror thrilling into him. He started impulsively to pursue that im- | pudent accoster—then he checked himself. Had the man guessed some- thing? Had the man known some- | thing? Or had those words been only a bit of meaningless impertinence—a | chance shaft which had accidentally | flown home? The last conjecture impressed itself on Hammond as being the truth, and his momentary fright dled out. He | concluded that the incident was not worth mentioning to Gramont, who surely had troubles enough of his own at this juncture. So he held his peace about it. As for Ben Chacherre, he sauntered from the alley, a careless whistle upon his lips. Once out of Hammond's sight, however, he quickened his pace. Turning into a side street, he directed his step toward - that-part-of the old quarter which, in the days before pro- hibition, had been given over to low cabarets and dives of various sorts. Coming to one of them, which ap- peared more dirty and desolate than the rest, Chacherre opened a side door | and vanished. He entered what had once been the Red Cat cabaret. At'a table in the half-darkened main room sat two men. | One of them, who was the proprietor, i jerked his chin in ‘an invitation to join him. A man famous in the underworld | circles, a -man whose renown rested :on_curious feats and facts, this pro- prietor ;:few crooks in the country had Gtmberts, ‘He was a grizzled old bear now, but in times past he been the head of a far-flung organization whidli, on each pay day, covmflvel’f into its own pockets about two-thirds of Uncle Sam's payroll—a feat still related In criminal circles as the ne plus ultra of success. Those palmy days were gone, but Memphis Izzy, who had never been “mugged” in any gallery, sat in his deserted cabaret and still did not lack for power and influence. The man at his side was apparently not anxious to lirpee, for he rose and made his farewells as Chacherre ap- ched, s (Continued in Next lssue) —————— R “THEY SHALL PAY” AT ELKO THEATER TODAY AND WED. Here is a drama taken from life! Revenge is a motive for many ac- tions .in the course of human life! }?evenge is an emotion that at some time or. other, stirs us all. 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