Casper Daily Tribune Newspaper, October 18, 1922, Page 14

PAGE *~ < %e FLAMING JEWEL by ROBERT W CHAMBERS ©1002 GEORGE H DORAN COMDANY BEGIN HERE TODAY. seemed a delicate ng camp in the Adiron-|Stifred him “Pl come back to you,” he seid SCH, rum-ranner and law-| | Then, in his response, the girl in general, s noarding the|her turn became aware of somethifug| Jewel, that pricelese gem| beside the simple words—a vague pre sbineer es charm about them that faintly heunt- ed her after he had gone away (own the stairs. * That was tried to kill! rible WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 18, 1522 By Bitly De Bee’. Savi A HORSE THAT Coucd PUT Away Tas GRus Uke HE CAN - FRUIT, \ 7 cu Oe ~ r SANDWICHES ——— es * AND EVERY THING that sweetness In his b éecks. MABANANS AUS) ENN area a Ome the man she had once At the sudden and ter- recollection she shivered front and stolen from Quin. linch. Quintana has returned to gain|curiy head to bandai y he ged feet. Then possession of Jewel which | shetrembied a little with the mem- Clinch passtona’ holds as thelory of his Ups cgainst her. bruised rmeans of “making a lady” of his/hands—prulsed by hendeuffs which beautiful #*t7p-deughter. he had fastened upon her. eye STRATE As ew She sat very, very still now, huc-! ; JAMES DARRAGH, u je name/died on the -bed’s edge, scarcely ¥ : : = terete PETEY DINK--The Determin A i HAL SMITH, is at Clinch’s camp For the girt was beginning to date i. Dt By C. : Voight seeking to gain possession of the| formulate the deepest of any thoughts = gem and restore it ‘o the beggared[that had ever stirred her virgin 5. : —DARW THESE LEAVES 4 countess mind and bedy. ‘5 — WHATS THE Eve is captures by Ciuintana. Sav If tt “was dove, ctin it Batt come ANYWAY ——— 1M — Ive founp A Wainer, wir UNCLE. a ely treated, but escapes to the | suddenly yi TER 1 heating camp at Star Pond> Here, | conte on fears) Prien es ¢ = er pede} HANE & SET oF Fase TEETH, ee une a Re BuT, Kow || tant cent when’ by San Ghee ICKENS OF ATIME A DIAMOND RING, A HD His BALL HE CANT Find) | FORO AND A Needle His CLUBS*’ FINDING MY BAte ¢ against the tree and handcuffed her STATE TROOPER STORMONT, she But | CANT FIND awaits the return for Clinch and|—that terrible instant—{f it were his men who have gone out to clean | '°Y* wae ny “I think—I think it's Iéver, shé é S eaten! up Quintana’s gang. Clinch discovers that men. EARL to Quintana. a hail of bu vald under her breath: — “But he couldn't think of me—’ always listening to his spurred tread below. After a while she plated ‘both bandaged feet on the rig, It hurt her, but she stood up, walked to’ look Go on With the Story at him—just a moment— CHAPTER Tir. For its size there is no flercer an: imal thin a rat Ratlike rage possessed Leverett. In his hesclong fiight through the @usk, fear, instead of quenching, added to his rage; and he ran on and on, crashing through the unde-- growth, made wilder by the pain of vicious. blows from branches which flew back and struck him in the dark. Thorns bled him; unseen logs tripped him; he heard Clinch’s bul- lets whining around him; and he ran on, beginning to sob and curse in a frenzy of fury, fear and shame. Shots from Ciincl\s' rifle ceased; the fugitive Cropped into a heavy, shuffitog walk, slavering« gasping. gesticulating with his weaponless fists in the darkness. “God ram ye. I'll fix ye!" he kept etammering in his snarling, jangling voice, broken by sobs. “I'll learn ye ye poor harged thing, god ye—" “To bis own shack on Stinking lak he dared not go. He tried to believe}. it wes fear of Clinch that made one of his Vie STICK “Tie 1 Fiup 1T—-TRat Bae! HAs To LAST our “We SEABON— LEVERETT, has gone over Leverett escapes in ts from Clinch’s rifle. | ‘FORD SLASHES ~ PRICES AGAIN DETROIT, Mich., Oct. 18.— Ford Motor company has cut the p: of all makes of passenger cars $50 establishing a record low price. No change is made in the price of trac: tors. Seeks, Go D Ao) AUNTIE bb, — ¥ No, its A LeTrer THis SHE WAS GoING - AND SHE NEVER MENTIONED THE SKEEZIX BABY DRESS LET HER Axe, [M GLAD SHE | * + , = EXPLAINED I(T ALL j ‘ C : 7 F Ahad fasrretdh Line iM THE NoTe! ram The 4 “I'LL LEARN YE, YEH POOR DANGED THING.” By chance he looked up at t tn him shy of the home shant but, in ; yi Pus her palé face, like a his cowering soul, he knew it wh! Jeeate oe tine Soror of Save on [ne our feet | cars will list for $298; roadsters, $ stitious horror of Jake Kloon's emptY not to be on your feet Fs oct ee tunk—the repugnant sight of Kloon's|" “once.” she saldisyouwere not sig spare clothing hanging from his P°E)so particular about fy bruises.” The price of self starters remai rane cece aed va |g neh Doma thiossstttlgs voice: coming unchanged at $70 and demouniable "All at once he thought of Clinch’s|aown through the starlight thrille) open aff step-daughter, Tho thought instant-| him, . ge Ty scared him. Yet —what a revenge!] “Do you remember what I 4a?" ; —to strike Clinch through the only|he asked. There ll Be No creature he cared for in all the world!| “Yes, You betifued my. hands and] Generals There, Private Sings made my mouth, bleed,” | “I did penance — for your hands." | “Yes, you kissed them!" What posscssed her—what ir ..« What a revenge .. - Clinch was headed for Drowned Valley. Eve Strayer was alone at the Dump. . - Another thought flashed like lightn- across this turbié mind—the packet!| sponsible exhilaration was inciting | ‘Bribed by Quintana, Jake Kloon, hers to a daring utterly foreign to Jurking at Clinch’s oor, had heard XS nature? She heard herself laugh, fi Eve to take @ packet to new she was youung, pretty ca 2 2 tim, direct pable of provocation. And in a sud- WEY: ORREANE i iereper: 1S solemn, bronzed youth in olive dr: Owl Marsh, and had notified Quin- tana. Wittingly or unwittingly the girl had takep a packet of sugar-milk chocolate “instead of the priceless par- cel expected. an overseas cap svt at carefree an over one ear, stood in the middle of Royal street at night while crowds ‘of American legion visitors, h : ; Gi ward bound from the ‘Frenc in Jackson square strolled Dy. bronzed comrade was holding a den, breathless sort of way an aver whelming desire seized her to please, to charm, to be: noticed by such a man—whateyer, on afterthought, he| might think of the stepchild of Mike Clinch. | HAROLD TEEN—THE RIGORS OF FOOTBALL fete The Rememser! (FI Cate any oF ‘ YOU BIRDS BREAKNG TRAINING f Again, carried in, exhausted, by a pares Bacar Jake. Eicon bas oer her window and stood looking up. yoy ees 5 { jooled; and it was the pack: “I dared not} offer furth = 6Wee;r STUFF Goes! : ‘4 ae - > Tile chocolate that Jake had pur-| ance,” he: pald. he alent : sapeiyt eat i co 25 iy Youle PARDON commissioned officers and of non SH Ta. co sions as wel Me, Lituums, : loined from the veranda where Clinch kicked it. For two cakes of choco- late Kloon had died. For two cakes/at him: - . TH i ec of chocolate he, Earl Leverett, aad} Sho said “You (did offer further SuNDeAS w Geen Me cers admitted. ‘Throw ‘em out become a man-slayer, a homeless fu-| penance—you offered your handker- WHIPPED CREAM HeAcnee MYSELF “To af xp sonics erone of eves Beco : INS 2 ~ eutenant appeared to d’spute hit @ND NUTS — CARTES TENSE and he resuined the address of wel gittve in peril of his life. Somewhere in Clinch’s Dump was the pocket that would make him rich . ... Here was his opportunity. He had only to dare; and pain and pover- ty and fear—above all else fear— would end forevert ..«- When, at last, he came ou 1 edge of Clinch’s clearing, th ark October heavens were but a vast wild- erness of stars. The light burned steadily Eve's winfow. CHAPTER IV From his hiding place among frost Diackened ragweeds, the tpap-robber could see only the plastered ceiling of the bed chamber. But the kerosene lamp cast two shadows on that—tall shadows of hu- man shapes that stirred at times. trom Stormont had come directly under The. emotion in his voice stifred her—but she was Still laughing down chief. So—as that was all you 6f- fered as reparation for—my lips—" “Then I'm coming up ¢o complete my_penance—” “I'l lock my door!” “Would you?" “I ought to, _—- Rut if you are in great spiritual distress, and if ¢ou really and truly repent, and if you humbly ¢esire to explate your sin by doing—penance—” And hesitated; “Do you so desire?” “Yes, I do.” “Humbly? Contritely?” “Yes.” She strove to laugh, gazing down Into his shadowy face—but suddenly the desire had left her—and all her gaiety left her, too, suddenly, leav- ing only a still excitement in her! breast. “You—you knew I was just laugh- ing," she saiG ‘unsteadily. “You un- RULES, OUT You Go -No PAGS. J tle hewe ew “WINNIE WINKLE, THE BREADWINNER. She Expects to A BLAGK WALNUT, BUT, | CANT Trust Be Late Again free,convention all his own— “This is a buck privaté’s conver tion,” said the comrade. come to himself. sald-the b ‘with the s ing of a little ditty which fs this: And hs sang: ‘There'll be no generals there; “There'll be no generals there: “In Heaven above, where a love, 4 “Thre'll be no gerierals there.” # Second verse: . “There'll be no colonels there—" With military exactness he went through it all and down the line te corporals. Then he claled it a day and the buck priyate’s conventicn adjourned, * MAYBE IF 1 RAISE HER PAY SHELL JAKE MORE. INTEREST IN HER WORK! You CAN CATCH MORE FLIES WITH HONEY THAN WITH VINEGAR — Hm 1 WARNED MISS WINKLE THAT 1 WOULD Dock HER FOR EVERY HOUR SHE WAS LATE AND HERE SHE 15 TWO HOURS LATE NO THANK YOU DOCTOR, 1 +, DON'T WANT THE RAISE !! Z| IM ONLY LosING 83 CENTS | AN HOUR WHEN Gerstood, ,didn’t you?” “T don't know.” After a silence: “I didn’t mean you ‘The shadows on the ceiling were cast by Eve Strayer and her State Trooper. to take me seriously,” she said. She Arahat $poon DAY AND Eve sat on her bed’s edge, swath-|tried to laugh. It was no use. And, 1 ING LUNCK 4 A . a e4 in a llec kimona—delicate relc|as she’ leaned there on thewsill, her ee KENNETA DARE TLLETRY Tit £42.29 A WEEK !! Z T'MLATE NOWI' ES = ef school days. Her bandaged feet./ heart frightened her with: its loud ‘Suppose ! Itt f a > crossed, dangled above the rag rus] beating. t att « BUY on the floor: her slim, tanned fingers| ‘will you let me come up, Ere?” PIGEON’S CO FEE interlaced over the book on her Near the door stool State Trooper Stormont, spurred, booted, trig and trim, an undecided and flushed young man fumbling irresotutely with the purple cord on bis campaign hat fully, bored © looked up at him egain, wist- Perhaps he Was restless.} sitting there beside her half the Cay, ané, already, half the night of that kind—active, nervous men accustomed to the open, stand caging. you to go ont and get ” she sald. “It's © Go anq walk a ‘ou fee! ike coming an’ “T want some fresh wondertul nig! while, And—if y No_ answer. “Would you Sock your dpor? “What do yo uthink 1'@Q do?" she asked tremulously. “You know; I don't." “Are you so sure I know «what va do? I don’t think elther of us know our own minds.--. I seem to have lost some of my wits. - 4] Somehow. - - -" , “It you are not going to sleep, let me come up.” “T want you to take 2 walk down by the bond. | And while you're walking there ell by yourself, I want you to think very clearly, very. calm- iy. and make up our mind whether I should whether, when you return, IT otigh: be adigep mnd—and my door bolted.”” a long pause: “All right," a low voice ued Tomorrow) remain awake tonight, or! READ The Casp “Everybody’s Paper” er Sunday Morning Tribune It’s Fresh Roasted Pigeon Tez & Coffee Co. Phone 623 | | | | ACCESSORIES Willis-Hackett Co. 363 S. Ash St. Phone sors] noe!