Casper Daily Tribune Newspaper, October 8, 1922, Page 8

Tbz Casper Dailp Cribune ROBERT W CHAMBERS ©1002 GEORGE H DORAN COMBANY BEGIN HERE TODAY The battle for the possession of the Flaming |. Which began two years Sco when the gem was stolen from the royal jewel casket of the now beggared SATTURDAY FLAMING The great crisia in JEWEL JAMES DARRAGH'S attempt to gain possession of the Flaming Jewel and restore it to the beg gared. COUNTESS OF ESTHONTA, was at hand. Facing him in the «moon light, an automatic in his hand & sworn declaration to kill bim on his lps, was MIKE CLINCH, who would stop at aming Jewel was. first stolen | |glare began to light his pale ayes. jyou7l come tn with ug an this tt will pay you, young man.” “No,” ¢rawled Smith, go it alone. | “ft can't be dane, old dear. You'll ou try It on. ho'll stop me? Quintana?” “Come,” urged Beck, “and be 2 008} pal, You can’t manage It alone. We've/ | got all night to make Clinch talk. We w }know how, too. You'll get your share—" “Oh, stow it,” snid Smith, watch- . who was reviving. He | mtly, and put both hands his head. Smith touched him on the shoulder and he turn- ed his heavy, square head in a dared way. Blood striped his visage. He gazed crully at Smith for a little while then, seeming to recollect, the old from the countess by “the gerat international | then Quintana by | daughter, EVE STRAYER, Darragh, work: at Clinch’s under the name of HAL SMITH, learned that Quin-| tana’s gang had arrived to steal the gem from Clinch. His plans were upset when he was recognized as a former officer with the American troops in Russia. Clinch immediate ly forced him at the point of an au Tho next instant, however, Beck spoke again, and Clinch turned in astonishment and s the two fig ures sitting there with backs toward Smith and harids up. sald Harry talk. We can make talk, np fear! Leave it to u pal, Are you with us? He started toe look around over his sho Smith hurled another sti in tha face Quiet chere, Harry,” He'll said he tomatic into the woods. They stopped by the side of a bottom: ' less swamp-hole. Go On With the Story. CHAPTER IV. | NN the edge of the sink-hole they | od. Smith turned and faced} the i@ea?” er. u he asked with. in Roosia?” 2 an officer?” “Then You're aj eop.” “You're mistaken.” “Ah, don’t hand me none like that! | You're a te Trooper or a Se-ret or a plain, dirty cn. joing to croak you." not in any service now.” fasn't you in army officer?” Tex. Crn't an officer go wrong?” “Soft stuff. Don’t feed it to me. Y ‘old you too much anyway. I was babblin’ drunk. I'm drunk now, but I gof sense. D'you think I'll -run chances of sittin’ in State's Prison for the next ten years and leave. Eve out here alone? No. I gottr, shoot | you, Smith. And I’m a-going to do it. | you're spyin’ G'wan and soy what you want . {¢ you think there's some kind u’ god you can square before vou croak.” “If you. go to the chatr for mur- @er, what good will it do Eve?" asked Gmith. His lins were cracking dry; he moistened them. “Sink holes don't talk,” said Clinch. “G'wan and square yourself, if you're the church kind.” “Clinch,” said Smith unsteadily, you kill me now you're dead yourself. Quintana is her “Say don't hand me that,” retort- 4 Clinch. “Do you square yourself er not?” “I tell you Quintana’s gang were at the dance tonight—Picquet, Sal- var, Georgiades, Sard, Beck, Jose Sanchez—the one who looks like a French priest. Maybe he had a ‘beard when you saw him in that cafe washroom—" ‘What!’ shouted Clinch tn sudden fury, “What yeh takin’ sbout, you poor dumb dingo. Yeh fixin’ to scare me? What do you know about Quin. tana? Are you one of Quintana's gang t what you're up to, hidin’ out at Star Pond. Ceme on, now, out with it! I'll have it all out of you now, Hal Smith, before I plug you—” He came lurching forward, swing ing his heavy pistol as though he meant to brain his victim, but he halted after the first step or two anc stood there, a shadowy bulk, growl. ing, enraged, undecided. And, as Smith looked at him, two shadows detached themselves from the trees behind Citch—asflently silently glided betind—struck in ut ter sflence. Down crashed Clinch, black-tacked his face in the ooze. His pistol flew from his hand, struck Smith's leg enc Smith had it at the same in stant and turned {t like Ughtning on tht murderous shadows. “Hands up! Quick! he cried, at bar ngw, and his back to the sink- hole: Pistol leveled, he bent one knee. pushed Clinch over on his back, lest the ooze suffocate tim. “Now,” he said coolly, “what do you bums went of Mike Clinch?” “Who are you?" came a sullen voles. ‘This is none o’ your bloody business. We want Clinch, not you.” “What do you want of Clinch?" “Take your gun off us!" “Answer, or I'll let go at you. What €0 you want of Clinch?* “Money. What do yon think?” “You're here to stick up Clinch?” inquired Smith. “Yes. What’ that to you?" “What has Clinch done to you?" ow “He stuck us up, that’s what! ere you going to keep ont of “We ain't going to hurt Clinci “You bet you're not. Where's Test of your gang?” “What gang?” “Quintana’s saif Smith, laughing. A wil® exhilaration possessed him. “Turn your backs an¢; sit down,” he said. As the shadowy forme hes!- tated, he picked up a stick and hurl- ed it at them. They sat down hastily, hands wp, back toward him. "You'll both die where you sit,” re. marked Smith. “if you yeil for help. Clinch sighed heavily, stirred. grop- @! on the damp leaves with his hands. “T say," began the voice which Gmith identified 2s Harry Beck’s “it he “What's my share if I you?” go in with e-sixth, same's we all g hat’s it worth?” asked Smith h a motion of caution toward bt x “It 1 a million you'll tell me I 1 li But it's nearer three—or you \ } ji canitave ony share, Is it'@: gets h NW yale Boone “9 | “Yo not hurt Clinch when he Hi NAA WINS 7 fds MW comes to? 114i \\\ N \ {| HA “We'll make him talk, that’s all PEER SVAN Ns i AMAR Nyy plea BARNEY GOOGLE---Barney Can’t Afford to Take Any ee W PETEY: DINK uei7ec0 sce veeoumemmme 9 PU “Bray : ( dusv Keep Him / ONT OF THe NIGHT | AR = HEU BE ALL” RIGHT IN THE Poor .SPARKY - ro wish & Had A STAU AWA Aice (WERY STABtE -- I DowrT Knots WHAT IM GonwA . Drawn by C. A. Voig).* . AIR—“THATLC BRING 4 = 2 SOMEONE — WeRe lost. ZB URL CA a CAR E\ j j Wow REMEMBER IF hy, Wt bie, j 554 ABIX /— Hore— a! /, Wwe GET LostT— FIRE Of hi BR, 7 Si CAN T,SEE A THREE SHOTS IN THe, Ge, FAMiiar THIkG ee) es “ | NoficE OF ASSESSMENT TO HIM | “RIGHT-O! “L MAKE | < SHOVE} TALK FIRST AND THE HIM IN.” lt may burst him som “You won't kill him?" \ I swear by God— “Wait! Isn't ft better to shoot him after he squeals? Here's a lovely sink | hole handy. “Right-o! first and then you with us?” “If you turn your head I'll blow the face off you, Harry,” said Smith cautioning Clinch to silence with a gesture. | “All right. Only you better maae up your mind, That cove is likely to| We'll make him talk! shove hims jn. Are Wake up now at any time,” grumbled Beek. | Clinch looked at Smith. Tho lat ter smiled, nered: “Can you walk all right?" Clinch nodded. “Wall, we'd better beat it. Quin-| tanz,'s whole gang is In these woods, | somewhere, hunting for you, and they might stumble on us here at any leaned over, and whis-| moment.” And to the two men in front: “Lie down flat on your faces. Don't stir; don't speak; or it’s you for| the sink-hole. . , . Lie down, I tell| you. That's it, Don't move till I tell you to." i Clinch got up from whete ho was sittitng, cast one murderous glance tt the prostrate forms then followed Smith, noiselessly, over the stretch of sphagnum moss. i When they reached the house they saw Eve standing on the steps in her night-dress and bare feet, hold ing a lantern. “Daddy.” she whimpered, “I was frightened. I didn't know where you! Al HAROLD TEEN—HORACE KNOWS A THING OR TWO. | ALL PERSONS LIABLE FOR™AS- SESSMENT IN PAVING DISTRICT | JMBER SEVENTEEN. GAMBLING? GASOLINE ALLEY—AVERY, YOU HAVEN’T BEEN NES, AND THE DIME FoR BANANAS. | CAN'T REMEMBER ANNTHI Notice is hereby given that | Assessment Roll for Paving D: et | Number Seventeen was certified on |the 3rd day of October, A. D. 1922, LETS SEE, GAS #(.26, NEWSPAPER 2 CENTS, . Tie To BELL, Hop A NICKEL, (ve ONLY Gor 22° CENTS IN CHANGE AND | SHOULD HAVE DiD You Put Down THE TWENTY CONFOUND THE LUCK! : “a by the City Clerk to the undersigned "WE GOT ALL THAT Down CENTS You ELSE* THIS MORNING 35. mM Sure I DIDN'T { GAA WAS AFRAID SOMETHING | City ‘Treayurer for collection. "The BuT MY AccouNT IS SHY 13 CENTS GAVE ME THURSOAN? HAVE ANYTHING DONE To THE CAR THAT VE FORGOTTEN |owners of any ‘lots, tracts or par- .cels of land or other property |charged with assessment may re- deem the same from all or any por- tion of the liability far the cost of such improvement by paying the en- \ tire as:essment, or any rtion | thereof, charged against such lots, tracts or parcels of land without in- ) ,terest within thirty days after the ‘first publicaion notice, to-wit: On lor before the 14th day of Novem- ber, 1922. The owner of any such _ lots, tracts or parcels of land may redeem the same from all liabilities for the unpaid amount to said assessment at any time after said thirty days | by paying the entire installment of jsaid assessment unpaid and charged against any lot, tract or pars of land at the time of such payment with interert thereon at the date of maturity of the last installment fall- ing due, and the entire ten equal installments with interest upon the ; whole sum unpaid, at the rate of | |six per cent per annum, payable at |the same time that the installments are payable. All payments shall be made to the City Treasurer. | This notice is given gursuant to the ordinances o< the City of Cas- per and the statutes of Wyoming. In witness whereof I have here- |unto set my hand at Casper, Wyo- ‘ming, this 3rd day of October, A. D. }1922, J. S. VAN DOREN, : ‘ity, Treasurer. ~ Aes Ocr. 4 to 14, inclusive, 29. Woe NOTICE FOR PUBLICATION, Department of the Interior, U. S. land office at Dougas, Wyoming, | Sept. 15, 1922. Notice is hereby given that George F. Radden, of Casper, Wyo., who, on October 23, 1919, made homestead entry, No. ©22i70, for |SW%SE%; SSW Sec. 27, |SE4SE% Sec. 28, Wi; WHE Sec. 34, T. 34 N., R. 80 W., 6th \Prin. meridian, has filed notice of {intention to make final three-year CAN You? 2 WKS GOING To HAPPEN To Spoil THE Trip Home! SOMEWHERE bo’ Horace - OLE THIN @ — WHEN Se GET hee BU2G, sey! Teees Lots A 2uB25 COME ouTe A Yawk~ Bercta You DoT KNOW WHeee At SHIMMALE cRIGiNaTED! ) 1h miss UL oce’ AYauic— BUT, | GuESS lle BE EBLE TG STAND THIS Hicic BURG, BEING, AS How LiLUMS IS | had gone—" Clinch put his arm around her, turn ed bloody face and looked at| Smith. | “It's this,” he said, “that I ain't for-} getting, ung fella, what you done} for me you done for her. “I gotta live to make a lady of her. | That's why,” he added thickly, obliged to you, Hal Smith .. . bed, girlie—" “You're dleediig, dad? “Aw, a twig scratched me. I been} in the woods with Hal. G'wan to! bed.” He went to the sink and washeo| his face, dried tt, kissed the girl, and! gave her a gentle shove toward the| stairs. i} “Hal and.T ts sittin’ up talkin’ busl-| ness," he remarked, bolting the door and all the stutters, | When the girl had gone, Clinch | went to a closet and brought back/ two Winchester rifles, two shotguns. end a box of ammunition. Goin’ to see it out with me, Hal?” Sure.” smiled Smith. “Aw’ right, Have a drink?" | proof, to establish claim to the land above described, before Marion P. Wheeler, U. S. Commissioner, at | Casper, Wyo., on the 25th day of October, 1922. Claimant names as witnesses: Frank Duff, Robi WINNIE WINKLE, THE BREADWINNER. Ain’t That Jast Like Some Men? THERES ANEMPTY SEAT" | Set aa ontea ca ce Ene Te RES a LSAY-eR_T BEG Ret oe EN worth Tubbs, Clarence Engard, all TO STAND To SEE THIS MOVIE! PARDON !f ~ Sees R ea . B. J. ERWIN, 3 o— ; Registor. == Publish Sept. 16, 28, 30, Oct. 7, 14, 1922. ge ee NOTICE FOR PUBLICATION. Department of the Interior. U. 8. land office at. Douglas, Wyo- ming, Sept. 6, 1922. . Notice is hereby given that Will- jam W. Hanks, of Casper, Wyo., who, on August 30, 1919, made homestead entry, No. 0203438, for Lot 4, Sec. 3. Lots 1, 2, See. 4, T. 82 N., R. 79° W., and SEX See. 34, T. 38 .N. R. 79 W.. 6th Prin. meridian, has filed notice 6f inten. tion,to make final three-year proof, to establish claim to the Iand above described, before Marion P. Whee)- jex. U. S.’ Commissioner, at Casner, “aw' right Where'll you set?” Anywhere.” | ‘Aw’ right. Set over there. They y try the back porch. I'll jest set there a spell, n'then I'll kind er| mosey ‘round . Plug the first | felia that tries a shutter, Hal.” “You bet « ed in Our Next Issue.) . A on the 16th day of October, Claimant names wit : William Baitey, David Guttth B: R, Brown, Sam Glenn, all of Cas- per, Wyo. . .. 1. ERWIN Register. Oct, 1, 24, READ The Casper ae Morning Tribune “Everybody’s Paper” Pp, , rote: Sept 16, 23, 30,