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i? u PAGE FOUR ; The Bismarck Tribune “HE Was teady When the time came. He met the big An Independent Newspaper THE STATE’S OLDEST NEWSPAPER | (Established 1873) Published by the Bismarck ‘Tribune Company, Bismarck, N. D., and entered at the postoffice at Bismarck, us second class mail matter. George D. Mann..........President and Publisher Subscription Rates Payable in Advance Daily by carrier, per year............ Daily by mail, per year, (in Bismarck). Daily by mail, per year, ., (in state outside Bismarck)....... Daily by mail, outside of North Dakota. Member Audit Bureau of Circulati $7.20 7.20 Member of The Associated Press The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the | | use for republication of all news dispatches credited | to it or not otherwise credited in this paper, and also the local news of spontaneous origin published here in. All rights of republication of all other mat: herein are also reserved, ee i ech eet ne ee Foreign Representatives G. LOGAN PAYNE COMPANY CHICAGO DETROIT Tower Bldg. Kresge Bldg. PAYNE, BURNS AND SMITiL i NEW YORK - - - Fifth Ave. Bldg. (Official City, State and County Newspaper) A Hero Still When the American steamer President Roosevelt | braved the full fury of a North Atlantic storm tc stand by the doomed British vessel Antinoe and res- w from certain death, two American sail their lives that the rescue might be accom- cue her ¢ man whose name was One of, them was a young carried on the Roosevelt's articles as Ernest Heit- man. He died gallantly, heroically, venturing out in a frail lifeboat when he, alone of all the ship's com- pany, knew that he could not swim a stroke. He was dropped into the water, clutched futilely at a dang- ling repe and sank out of sight. And now it develops that he was not really named { Ernest Heitman. The real Ernest Heitman is | in New York, alive and well, driving a taxicab. Heitman wa ilo; y zo, but quit the | sea—as sailors are al s threatening to do. He knows only that his locker, in a seaman’s club, was broken into one night four years ago and his sea- man’s papers were stolen. Tnvestigation indicates that the sailor who shipped on the Roosevelt as Ernest Heitman was a young German who found it hard to get a berth because he was not an American citizen. So he did what he could; he stole the papers of Heitman and used them, It's an odd little mixup. Suppose the young Ger. | man had known, when he broke into Heitman’s lock- er, what those papers would bring him; how they would lead him to an unmarked grave far down in the cold Atlantic, in dead winter; would he have taken them? a me \ Perhaps not. And yet— It doesn’t really matter. The seeds of heroism. forgetfulness of self, were buried in his heart all} the time, even if he did rob a fellow seaman of his} papers. Hidden in the soul of this unknown young sailor was the capability to rise to a brave deed. Somehow it doesn’t lessen our admiration for him to know that he committed a mild form of burglary. test, going cheerily over the side to his death like a hero. Wanderer, do well, roustabout, drifter— whatever he was, whatever his nationality, the un-| known hero was a chap we can glady claim as an American. never Easy Going Parents Lack of parental authority and supervision in the home are some cf the chief difficulties encountered by schocl-teachers, according to John C. Acheson, President of Macalester College. In an address re- cently before the members of the Minnesota Con- gress of Parent-Teachers, he declared that the pres- ent trend in child training, of allowing the child to follew his own initiative and the disposition on the part of some parents to shield him from hard wor! is making the task of the educators much more dif- ficult. He declares that the “assertive independ- enee among some of our young people is little short of defiance Continuing the symposium, Professor S. I, Ke foot, President of Hamline Uni ity, declares that the background of all education is in the home. He says that its influence must not only be: precedent to, but cooperative with, that of the school. There can be no question as to the wisdom of this conclu- sion. It is arrived at after years of experience as an educator. Ancther-side of the picture is shown by E. V. Vestling, a Carleton College professor. He places emphasis upon parent responsibility. He de- clares that students who come from homes where fathers and mothers practice what they preach are usually earnest and sincere. These educators have skillfully sketched a valu- able background for education. The school can only do part of the job, the home cannot shirk all the} responsibility of educating the child. Great Churchman Gone North Dakota loses one of its most prominent churchmen in the death of Rev. I. D. Ylvisaker, whose death occurred recently in Fargo. He was one of the state’s prominent citizens and had much to do with the upbuilding of the Norwegian Lutheran church in North Dakota. He gave his life for the church and spent many of his years in striving for better social conditions. Hundreds of friends and associates paid him a wonderful tribute as his body was carried to its final resting place. The church loses cne of its prominent leaders and the state of North Dakota a good citizen. tes ‘ ing iner down to the sea in ships, but it is just ay hazardous ! and praiseworthy. | We become so accustomed to self-sacrifice as a result of these industrial accidents, that the men! who do brave deeds, are often forgotten. Some day | a great novel will be written equal to the sea epics | of Conrad, paying proper tribute to the men who! labor in the bowels of the carth, and fight gases and } suffocation in order to ‘supply the nation with fuel and precious ores, Hoover Urges Prompt Action ‘y Hoover has come vigorously to the de- of ‘the proposed inland waterways. He de- that the Middle West is boxed in by toll} Th toll gates he well pictures as compris- ed rail rates, the Panama Canal, and ocean freight rates maintained at virtually prewar levels. He is a firm believer that the construction of the proposed waterway system would bring the Middle West back to its old economic position. ‘Such an} enterprise would convert every lakeport into a sea-| port and give the Mississippi Valley and contiguous rritory cheaper transportation. retary Hoover has made a profound study of | transportation conditions of the Nation) and he speaks as one having authority on a subject of this kind. | The Middle such an advocate The chief obs definite statement of its policy terway project. There is much miseoncepticn regard- ing the great waterway entery . One of the vital problems before the friends of the inland waterway is to bring about unity with Canada. If the Great Lakes system can be linked up in one wa- terway to the sea there is the possibility of cheap- ened ion for imports and exports of grain and raw mat 1s. This would go atong way toward solving the problems of the farmers of the Middle West. gates, | | West is indeed fortunate in havi etary Hoover. ¢ from Canada soni relating to th sport { i laa Fane: | Politics in the League of Nations | From a distance at le it appears that selfish politics is dominating the League of Nations. Fol- lowing so closely on the Locarno agreement the present disagreements are especially significant. It argued that the Locarno pact was to pave the y for the harmonious participation of Germany irs of the League of Nations, France. ems determined to set up the League council against Germany by the admission of Po-, Ger- | i land, and one or two other fourth rate powers. many is reluctant to allow the participation of Po- land in the League on the same basis as she. Spain and some South American Republics are also restive because of the limited membership accorded them. It is impossible at this writing even to speculate upon the possible solution of the difficulties. It must be apparent to every American citizen that the United States is much better out of the League, and minding its own bu: at home. No Aut Authorities at Princeton University have requested fathers of students not to allow their sons to have automobiles while at the university. The use of autos by students, it is charged, harms the students? moral, physical and intellectual well being. Naturally, many of the students protested. Yet the university authorities are exactly right. No youth of college age ought to have an automobile for his own use, much less if he is supposedly getting aa education. There are too many irresponsible young “wise guys” driving cars for the good of the country. Princeton is acting wisely. In case you think your own life is a bit tough, con- sider the case of Lieut. Frank O'D. Hunter, opera- tions officer at Selfridge Field, Mich. Lieut. Hunter began his career as an aviator dur- ing the war when he brought down cight German planes. Then, a couple of years ago, his plane come dow? in a crash and he broke his back. He recovered, went back to aviation, and had to jump out in a parachute while 2000 feet above the ground when his stabilizer frame collapsed. Now he has again flirted with death by leaping 8800 feet—in a parachute, of course—to the ice of plane caught fire. e day, if that young man doesn’t watch out, he's going to get into danger. dered ten new observation cars ‘antinental trains. They will be of a new and extremely elaborate type. One more proof of the marvelous prosperity of this country. It wouldn’t pay to install such pala- tial accommodations if the average traveler didn’t have a pretty fat wallet. (Grand Forks Herald) In his discussion of taxation at Minot the other day Tax Commissioner Thoresen devoted some time to the theory that taxation should be proportionate to ability to pay. It was pointed out that the prop- erty tax is inconsistent with this theory, because one piece of property may yield its owner a sub- stantial revenue, while another, of equal market value, may yield only very scant returns, or possibly none at all, Of course there is no such thing as a system of | taxation which will operate with perfect justice as to all individuals. No such scheme will ever be de- vised. It is easy to find inequities in the operation of any property tax. On the other hand, if all tax- ation were based on earnings, which may be ac- Heroism in the Mines During the last few months the nation has becn}eiency. The farmer who put industry and scund shocked by a series of mine disasters, but much of| judgment into his work and ‘reaped the reward the tragedy of all has been relieved by the heroism} which such a course merits would be required to which resulted in the rescue of many of the trapped} pay a heavy tax, while his neighbor with land and men. One outstanding figure in a recent disaster} other property of equal value who neglected his of-| work would escape with » small tax. at Eccles, W. Va., was P. J. Davis, veteran mii ficial. When the blast swept through the tunnels, Incidents 3, som ye Davis’ first thought was of his fellow workmen. He/ tion of a single basis for taxation, but perhaps the gathered thirteen of them and started a race against} nearest approach to equity is to be found in.a varied death; a terrible struggle against poisonous gases.| system under which part of the revenue is derived His heroic efforts, however, saved eleven from %) from property values as such and part from earn- terrible death. such as these emphasize the bravery of | inequit the mines. Their valor] these that ‘cf the men Who go] ance’ will be struck. *” cepted as evidence of ability to pay, we should have semething in the nature of a premium on ineffie “A good many people have speculated on the crea- THE ‘BISMARCK TRIBUNE | ; * No Arguiment Here grit | } i BEGIN HERE TODAY HENRY RAND, 55, 4 business man, ix foutd murdered- in a cheap hotel in Grafton, Police find » woman's handkerchief and the «tub of a» yellow theater ticket, JANET RAND, his daughter, breaks her engagement — wil | BARRY COLVIN, because of the “disgrace.” JIMMY RAND, his son, gocs to MANSFIELD, where the theater Is. The stub in traced ! to THOMAS FOGARTY, a politi- cal boss, whe says he gave it to OLGA MAYNARD, a cabarct singer. pene meets and falls in love with MARY LOWELL. Later he encounters Olga. She faints at hearing police want her for mur- der. Mary, out with SAMUEL CHURCH, a wealthy lawyer, sees Jimmy lift Olga into a taxi and misunderstands. Olga tells police the stub might have come into possession of a-tman who “picked her up” two nights before the murder. Jimmy receives mysterious warn- ings to leave Mansfield and later is attacked at night by two men, but escapes. With Jimmy and Mary eca- tranged, Church gets Mary promise to marry him. tells Jimmy this when they mect and he, trying to hurt her, a cuses her of marrying for mone: That evening Jimmy and Olga see, in an auto, a man they both recognize—she as the man who not the stub, he as one of his at- | tackers. The man and his com- pa Hen a aad Lotiad they ognize his police picture a of IKE JENSEN. oe Church, motoring with Mary, runs over a dog. Hix heartless- ness causes her to break their engagement. Mary writes Jimmy | a letter, telling him about it. The office boy sticks it in his pocket and forgets it. Barry and Jimmy, coming from a theater, rub into ‘a street | fight. One of the men, who runs away, is later identified by “HER OWN WAY” UP TO NOW | s “Julie Kean” at the Chicago oY & Girl of Today restaurant where, under the tute lage of her new-found friend Mamie Ri she is learning to be a_ hat! check girl. Her real name is Julia! is - \ Her dad. Dean, 2 ride with in yo, Julia lost the $ nt Sterns gave ing job, which she soon found,| her to constant insults of One evening the insults came. by lizards.” max of thes! DISCOVERED I had just stepped away from the rack for'a moment and as 1 was re- turning I heard someone shout: i y Dean, where di you knew the tall chap who d_ me with outstretched . as he came nearer, [T ree- there, I was so cager for the sight} of someone from home, | “Judy, Judy, where have’ you| been? Wher I came home from my first trip on the road about tw months ago, they told me that you had gone away and left no addr I asked your father and he polite) told me that it was none of my bus ness, that his daughter had written to him and asked him to keep her address from everyone in the town. All he could say was that you were doing well and very happy. I don't} think it was fair for you to act like that, Judy? here? dine at your table have to go and work for my ji Then he rushed out of the door and that was the end of him. The cook picked up the Blue Che just about to swallow the kangroo, grab’ it out of his Paddyfoot, the mouse, took a nib- ble, and instantly there stood the real king of the Land of Blue Che. ° . Then Jupe took a ip and. he | Editorial Comment ess at once from # Ive kangaroo in a blue velvet coat, to a handsome | prine na blue velvet s' Taxes and Profits | “Thank you, children,” said he. \“My brother and 1 never would have become ourselves again if you hadn't come asearching for the Blue Cherry. And I-beg your pardon if 1 w rude to you or scolded you. er A kan- roo can't be expected to have as fine manners as @ prine “Oh, that’s all right,” answered Nick. “You are as kind as could be. The only thing you were cross about was the wicket.” Jupe laughed kindly, or I should say, the prince laghed-kiydly. “That is all over now,” he said. “And now just as soon as I do one more thing, Fairy: Queen. So saying, Paddyfoot, excuse me, 1 mean, the king, and Jupe, | mean the prince, led the way to the court rooms and gave each little black pig and cach big white pig a nibble of the Blue Cherry. Instantly they all turned into lords and ladies. Next they went out to the court- yard and fed every crab and codfish and lobster a bit of Blue Cherry. , Instantly they turned into soldiers and guards. And a bit, of the Blue Cherry dropped into the moat turnéd it back into water ugain. E Then they huntéd up the alligators ever. far as the wicket gate with ings as such. In this way, while there will still be’ » those’in one direction will tend to correct the other and thus a respanably fair bal- ane k the Blue Gh d jancy took the e ‘Cherry an. pot ik) inte “her pectst, “aad” then turned to say good-bye. 3 But, wonder of wonders! Snaffles and the other fair ied Doctor Pulse. N.. Pi ere. was poor Twinkle Pen still)” / . jon J ed the Itish-gray eyes, red hair| , 1 freckles of Jimmie Costello. T almost kissed him right then and What are you doing ' , Walls were cov j vad every hand. { vou may take the ‘Blue Cherry to the, and they all turned into farmers. And still forall the bites taken off it, The Blue Cherry was as whole as, The king and the prince: went as] the, There stood the Fairy Queen and Doctor| - doctor’ » And Jimmy ax one of the pair who | had attacked him. \ Barry, without Jimmy's knowl. 4 edge, seeks out Mary Lowell and | tells her who Olga Maynard is. Later that day he tefls Jimmy to mark the date in his note book. NOW GO oN ITHE STORY CHAPTER XL } ‘The magic shoes had gently” but | swiftly carried the Twins from the liand of the Blue Cherry back to the 5 Fairy Queen's palace’ from which | they had started, as quickly as you “Boo. hello, here, Queen kiddies!" cried with delight. The Tsaw him glange in a wondering | {Yeu've only been gone ten minutes! | Jimmy said to Barry Colvin, as they anner over black dress and tiny | That was quick w Did you get] were getting ready for bed: “There's on which hi ed to have no-| the Blue Cheory to cure Twinkle; been a lot in the last week or so to} ticed for the first time. | Pen ee y mind off my real job her “I have no table, but you may]; here ae Seeing that fellow Kid Divis last: hang your hat on my hat + » "fing it over, “But ten minutes! f night made me realize it. I'm through ) 5 |we even went to China! And we've! mooncalfing around. I'm going-to find that man Jensen or bust. And when I find him I'm going to learn bottom of it all. I don’t an ng th door of the Deai “That's : must ha I c s ju 1th Hill alone “Ten minutes lig the Fairy Queer Twinkle Pe Here's. a_ nic: fake a bite.” é grocerie ’s. Dad | O'Day tell you about Did he locate him ayain?” But we |, don't worr} uk ; Barry, has it occurred to you what The poor fairy man who had drunk |g strange, weird sort of mystery this the blue ink, and had been acting} whole thing is? Our newest clew,| queerly ever since, took quite a bite-|you might say, is this. man Divis.| Instantly he changed from blue to; Checking back from hiin the other! white and his hair changed back’ jinks in the chain ate Jensen. the from orange to brown, anonymous letters, Olga Maynard “I'm all cured now,” he said grace- ‘Tom Fogarty and the yellow ticket fully. “Thank you, my dears. stub f have to buy a nice big eraser, now|” ay, cherry. my living. to come back in about two. weeks. However, if he knew that I was the check gis] in 2 large, Bohemian res- taurant, 1 think he would drag me back home by my hair. That's one of the reasons I've had it bobbed since 1 came her I had to laugh the peculiar look immie Costello's face, and the little:shooting - party an you shake the hat rack long|@nd rub. out all the stuff. have | inat was planned ‘for: you. Don ‘a enough to come out and cat with| Written” forget the famous shot in the dark, me?” he Trine, the, had more work) Jin? or the rendezvous with Jensen.” “L think so,” 1 answered eagerly. | #head. “Phe one thing we can be than same ved th the rack Seminal | Se Be Continued.) _,| ful for most of all is the yellow stub, Mamie.” x | (Copyright, 1926, NEA Service, Inc)! Phank God for that. ve: ever 0. run this thifig down, it will be be- cause of that insignificant little piece of cardboard. Without i¢ we'd have been lost; we'd still be in Graf- ton, most likely.” . “There's an old saying, Jim, that there is no murderer smart enough to get awa: out leaving some clew behind. I'm beginning to be- lieve it. I've never heard of one that succeeded in doing it, and I've read about quite a few murder. case: “It’s a law of retribution, Barry. Mandan-—-Part cloudy, 8; roads}or something that amounts to’ the good. ~,|same thing. You know, I imagine Grand Forks—Clear, 8; roads good.}] ¢an just visualize that murder, Jamestown—Clear, 11; roads good.|und trace the man ‘did I've caught girlie,” said a guttural vei my “T knew you were just pre- It’s ¢ ae agtammer 2au vere Just s:]| Temperatures and enough for you to make a date|| Road Conditions PCM a SALA ea sla NE) f it's only with the right (Mercury readings at 7 a. m.) “What do you mean, you cur?” snapped Jimmie, wheeling about. “What is it to you? Does she be- long to you?” i For answer, James Costello's arm} shot out and’ the man sprawled his! length on the floor. Copyright, 1926, NEA Service, Ine.) NEXT: iri Bismarck-—Clear, 9; roads good. St. Cloud—Clear, 0; roads fair. Mankato—Clear, 8; roads fair. who it Hibbing--Clear, 10 below, roads) through every step he tok. . . « wandering around the room improving. After it was over, of course. God! “Forty-nine bluebott! a Minot—Clear, 30; roads ood. an’t bear to think of the actual- ‘argo—Clear, 6 below; roads good, |! Rochester—Clear, 0; roads partly blocked. Winona—Clear, Duluth—Clear;;0;)roads good. the wall! _ Forty ahanging of the wall was covered with know,” said Barry softly. “T can see him,” Jimmy continued, “as he put on his hat and overcoat, then fumbling through his pockets and pulling out the handkerchief and laying it on the dresser. In this case, you know, the murderer was so con- fident of not being traced that, out of sheer bravado, he deliberately left the handkerchief on the scene.” “Maybe not bravado entirely,” put in Barry. “Perhaps ‘he calculated to throw. the police onto the wrong scent by bringing in the woman an- gic, You know how they persisted in iclieving that some woman was mixed up in it, And then, of course, when Olga Maynard enteted into it, they just knew they were right. They still think so back in Grafton, 2 above; roads EVERETT THERG/S OWE GOOD THING ' AGOUT GEINS AS FAT AS You ARE —. ‘ou DON'T EVER NEED TO Worry : 2 AGovU ALLING THROUGH A wouldn’t have led us anywhere, but the murderer failed to reckon wi the yellow stub. You know, Barry,’ the said musingly, “that phrase, ‘the yellow stub,’ sort of fascinates me. It isn’t just a theater ticket coupon. To me: it’s always been the yellow stub, ever ce that night in that awful room when someonc—oh yes, it was a newspaper reporter—picked it ap and remarked that it would make a good headline. called it \ . as the mystery of the yellow stub. \ “They never used the headline, did they 2” Detettive ; Mooney Pe him id ask a big favor aside and aske: HY ee ashe Lover ; i not. to mention sess Mooney explained that they wanted the murderer to think that the hand, kerchief was’ the only clew. He said the reporter kicked like the. devil but finally consented, inasmuch as none of the other newspapers knew about it, because of some favors Mooney had shown him in the past.” “PIL be seeing Mooney: tomorrow— nbout that ring, and rie Real. THE ACLEGED FUNNY ONnSS WORRY MS .Jother form of amusement, Mell; of course, the handkerch: I “SATURDAY, "MARCH 13,1926 ers Porter and the two of them talked a while and 1 héard them mention your name,” Late that afternoon you were discharged. I'm sure that’g what they were talking about. The reason I wrote to you is that [ saw the same man today, riding in an automobile.’ ” Barry raised his head from the letter. “There you arc—framed, all right. The bozo who is so anxious for you to clear out is trying to make it éasier for you.” “Don't talk about it,” said Jim- my> “I'm weary of it and I’m’ go- ing to sleep.” a, Barry left for Grafton the next morning, taking ‘with him the ring and promising to be back as soon as possible. “You chum: Jimmy. Left to himself, Jimmy retreated to the quiet of his room and there sat down with valiant’ resolve to ap- ply his mental machinery to the for- mulation of some plan which might lead him to the root of the myste! Fogarty, Jensen, Divis, Olga May- nard, ‘O’Day, Thaddeus Rand—the images conjured by these names floated , mistily before his eyes, and, disappearing again, left him groping vaguely in an attempt to rationalize the strange procession of events. That ning found him with Lieu- nt O'Day at police headquarters. Did Thaddeus Rand have any brothers or sisters?” he asked. O'Day sat and- pondered. “I'm not sure,” he said finally, “There was some talk or rumor that he had a sister, but it's been too long to remember. I sort of think there was a sister.” ; Jimmy id: “Barry Colvin brought a ring when he came here. It has the name Marie in it and my It was Maric need a bodyguard, - you ” was his parting shot’ at father’s initials on it. Real, of course.” than assented . “but does it mean anything?” Nothing, except that I’m going to run it down if I can. I’m sure that the motive for my father’s mur- der comes somewhere from out of his past. That’s why it’s worth in- vestigating.” He reached for his_pat. “If there were any way of tracing my grand- father—if he did have any sister that or that might help us clear up.this, this fogealen we might get some- where.” ~ “You can never tell. Rand. Maybe someone who loved Marie Real and was jealous of your father—' “Hardly. She would be as old as my father now. It would be wait- ing a long time for revenge.” — “But people are strange. Some- times they go wait for the right chance—-some of them.” . . He felt certain, as he threaded his way home, that old Thaddeus Rand mehow held the key to this baf- fling mystery. Perhaps old Thaddeus was dead, and. if so, the secret might be locked with him in his grave. Perhaps !Marie Real, if she were still alive, Id point the way... .- He reflected that this thing that had happened to Henry Rand could have happened to few men. There were very few about whom so lit- tle was known--even by their, own families. Henry Rand himself, he admitted, was nearly as-much of # tery as his murder. ‘Pleasure-bound grows, headed for ji e eater, Ol an evening: at the>t Abr] 4 he walked thcedlessly on. . ite Had firmly resolved to put Mary Lowell out of his thoughts, but despite himself she filled them and his attempts to decide on # plan of action were futile. jack in his room, he flung open his window and, heedless of the cold, he sat gazing at the distant lights. Electrie signs, blorks away, flilk- ered danced as they conveved their sales messages to & ipublic whose pocketbook responded to sd- vertising as to no other thing. ‘An illuminated billboard, not.so far away, proclaimed the virtues of certain brand of automobile. He studied it and grew cold. ‘He heard the gentle ing of Barry Colvin’s laughter sin his cars ‘and missed his amiable companion- ship, and -his continual banter... - ‘The ‘sign had faded. Instead, he saw Mary I's eyes, and the loneli- ness that filled him was almost more than he could endure. | How long he had sat there he did not know, but the ringing of the telephone bell downstairs aroused him with » sudden start. Mrs, King had gone to bed. He waited. debating whether -to go downstairs and take the message, and decided to let it ring... Still he reflected, it might be for him, Better go down. é Unwillingly, he pulled himself to- gether and’started slowly down the stairs. He “Hell “Jim! Is that you?” It was Olga Maynard's voice, tense, strained. Yes.” Alarmed at her. tone, he said: “What's the matter?” “Thank God you're there!” Her voice came over the wire in @ hoarse whisper. “I've found Jensen. He’s in @ house across the street. Come quick—oh!” ; : A sudden, gasping cry—then si- lence, | He i phone. ed the receiver, said, lazily: called franticafly into the “Olga! Olga!” {sounding strangely in the dark, lempty hallway, were his. only” an- H swer, (To Be Continued) I’m leaving for Grafton early in the morning.” A “Oh, yes—and by the way, Barry, here's. » funny thing.” dieny. pro duced a letter from the pocket of his coat, which was hanging over the back of a chair. “I got this letter Now, as 4 smart young crim- yer, suppose you, sce what ry read it, “Who imthis Miss Caton?” he asked after he ‘had fin- ished. referring to the signature. “She wes a rapher and a sort of secretary it fellow Por- fer who fired me from my job with ‘Ant ohe says she thinks you were ‘the victim of & frame-up.” He read from the letter: “A man came in t morning |. daked if Mr. worked theres Tahowoa Bie te te Bim to Mr; of Husbands ure people who act so silly before company. , Publie opinion has it that public pinion hasn't it. : | Camel's hair suits ure popular in London, Perhaps you Cant eee one @ week without wanting a drink. ‘Palmyra, Ind., teacher will be tried for promoting athletics so Tennessce will be jealous now. 1 ‘ a they jatled a New York 101 srow her small town faves ye wa In Florida, winder, Chicago "9 lover ai ‘ove dollar and nad® hab fl (Capra ATE, 00.) But the echoes of his own voice, .. seis. | might be able to tell us something,~ a Be ky

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