Casper Daily Tribune Newspaper, October 27, 1922, Page 12

PAGE "St The FLAMING; JEWEL ly ROBERT W CHAMBERS ©1000 GEORGE H DORAN CcombANY (Continued From Yesterday.) CHAPTER {1 uided by Quintana’s directions, the ¢ had made a wide detour to the steering by compass for the cross Star Pond. of cedars, on a ersing wet land Quin listen chez, supposing hin heels, continued on, thelr, way blindly ghrough jars, swinging to the hard terror of sink holes. But s@ was very slow; and in sight, fighting a amid the evergreens, suddenly squatted moist earth behind a except the threshing of 4 and Sanchez rough the 1 obstr . there was the woc came a soft, swift ce of a forest crea reetly hurrying re than a series ks than sound kneeling on one knee, 1. He already felt the a sound t earth-sho n of the ground on the The cedars were moving | him now. He waited| the parted foliage, a © loud report of his pistol struck horror of paralysis. about with one spring, hand. a weapon in either = began to creep back; Sard ead than alive, crawled at his Presently ‘they saw Quintana, juniper, looking down they drew closer they lying on his back the whole front of nis shirt from chest to belly a sopping mess of blood. There seemed no need of explana-| tion. The dead Greek lay there where he not been expected, and nis) tro p'stols lay beside him where they had fallen. Sanchez looked stealthily at Quin- tana, who said softly: ! In his left side cool hand on the then, satisfied, found Georgiades’ ? made“the di- the three men had silently! allotted to each, ! ously at the dead the toe of his shoe. H he remarked. “I had security, a ver’ large dia-! Now it is Interlor of this. gentle- man. " He turned to Sanchez: T sell him to you. One sapphire. Yes?" ! Sanchez shook his head with a slight sneer. “We wait—if you want your diamond, mon capitaine.” Quintana hesitated, then made a grimace and shook his head. “No.” he sald, “he has swallow.| Let him digest. Allons! March! But arter they had gone on—two hundred yards, perhaps—Sanchez stopped. Well.” inquired Quintana. ‘Then,| with a sneer: “I now recollec’ that once you have been a butcher in Ma- arid. Sult your tas'e, l'ami Sanche: Sard gazed at Sanchez out of sick- ened eres. “You keep away from me until you've wnshed yourself,” he burst for in the pistol barrel. within vhe ing a pair of FRIDAY, OcTORER 27, 1922 By Billy De Beck BARNEY GOOGLE-- ~~ __ Nou STAY RIGHT: HERE wm The GOAT AND QUIT Your SQUIRMING —4wE WE AINT RESCUED WELL DROWN — TOGETHER = NO, SHAKE. I PROMISE NOT To Poor G&D PAL - THE MENTION OF THE WoRD Fooo AND SPARKY DID A BRODIE “COVER THE. RaIL> OH Bor = THs SEA AIR. CERTAWLY GIVES A FeENeER A POWERFLL APPETITE = I Cant Qo ewer LONcER | | | where shadows of slim trout stirred. into crystal caves only Very far away «to the eastward! Quintan” stood listening, clutching Sard by one sleeve to silence him. | somebody is hunting with hovn's in { this fores’.” “Don't leave me!” gasped th ter-| rified diamond broker. “I don’t know where to go—" | Quintana faced him abruptly—with | a terrifying smile and glimmer of white teeth—and shoved a pistol into| the fold of fat beneath Sara's double e You hear those dogs? Yes? Ver’| well; I also, Run, now. I say to you} run ver’ damn quick. He! Houp! Allez vous en! Beat eet!" He struck Sard a stinging blow on = | PETEY DINK-- | —OH,WELL= EVERY Cloud HAS A SILVER LINING —AS MABEL SAYS ITS OuiTe AN ECONOMY Ik A WAY" HEY CAN WEAR ALCTHEIE OLD STockincs “THAT HAD HOLrs ABove THE | ; NVM PER To FIT opt THe | YA @'Ris \AITH THESE LONG / DRESSES Comins BAcK TO | ahce— Geewnie? SANCHEZ TURNED AND SNEAK ED BACK ON THE TRAIL THE HAD TRAVERSED. his fleshy ear with the pistol barrel,| and Sard gave a muffled shriek which was more like the squeak of a fright-| ened animal, “My God, Quintana—" he sobbed.) Then Quintana’s eyes blazed murder:| and Sard turned and ran lumbering} through the thicket like a stampeded ox, crashing on amid withered brake, ——} Leoermenr x Piper te NS "—w- GASOLINE ALLEY—ASK AVERY—HE KNOWS A CHEAP ONE _ — || Blaeckheaded- White birch scrub and brier, not know-} ing whither he was headed, crazed Too — . e with terror. { = 3 NOT OW, > Sard could not run very tar. He LISTEN WALT, BLOSSOM DOE 13 ALWAYS GETTING Phir pare alc ITY AAR OREN NE ea f Pimples Quit gies ey = ee ron tose ipress WAS ASKING ME IF YOu HAD WRIGHT UP WER SOMETHING. IVE ALWAYS INTENOED Te Do A CAILD, bel ag THROUGH THe minister | i . up and k 2. | A . ‘ 2 — Pal be q More dead than alive he embraced, LEGALLY ADOPTED SKEEZIX. WAGr MOTIVE COULD MRS. {T SOMETIME — sie AND THE DOCTo®, sur WithsS Ss S the tree, gulping’ horribly: tor atr; ev-| {© | WERE You 'D Co [/ Dowty worry \ BLEssom HAVE BESIDES TRYING 1 GUESS YOU'LL HAVE 4 by aad nis) ery fat-incrusted organ laboring, IT Quick. 1 THINK SHES |] p66. 5, To. BE FRIENDLY 3. TO S€@ A‘Lawver. bah if tart ‘Poison Goes When Rede senses swimming. : GoT Some ASON FORL o Bi ells Increase! S. S. S. And now, directly ahead, he saw ONLN PERSONAL These Red-Blood Cells. clear gray sky low through the trees. The wood's edge! Ho began to run. As he emerged from the edge of the woods, waist-deep in brush and weeds, wide before his bloodshot eyes spread Star Pond. Even in his half-stupefied brain there was memory enough left for rec- ognition.. He remembered. the lake. His gaze traveled to the westward; and he saw Clinch’s Dump standing below, stark, silent, the doors swinging open in the wind. And after a long while he ventured to waddie nearer, slinking through brush and frosted weed, creep:ng be- hind boulders, edging always closer and closer to that silent house where nothing moved except the wind-blown door. Hl And now, at last, he set a furtive) foot upon the threshhold, tip-tosd in, peered here and there, sidled to the| dining-room, peered in. | When, at length, Emanuel Sard dis- covered that Clinch’s* Dump was ten: You can be sure of thie, nature has ne eubetitute for red-blood-celis. Plinple. Poison can't live mm the red rivers of your blood as long as there are enough Tich red-blood-cells in it. More red = HAROLD TEEN—HAROLD WONDERS WHAT (IT’S ALL ABOUT PF age | You @RE $0 UNSELFISH, blood-cells! That {s what you need ‘when you see pimples star! at you la the mirror. Blackbeaded pimples 17» worse! Eezema tg worse yet! Youcan try everything under the @un.—you'll 1 WoNDEe WHO COULD Have 1 SENT LILLUMS 4 5-POUND SENT “THese CHocoLATeSs 227? You DES Boy! Box ANONYMOUSLY — WHEN How PECFECTLY antleus, he made straight for the pan- HeRoLD CALLS. HE'S see, Tueee Was No Name- SWeer oF You 1 MIRE You cow (T= fina’ “only, one antwer, more cell-pom-t try. Here was cheese, crackers, an welt beet SiMe 1 Have @ HUNCH IT KNOW ING “THest You salt groducsAvhatan teamase | apple pie, half a dozen bottles of home- brewed beer. blood-cells is one of the A: B. C.’s medical science. Red-cells mean clear You@s6Le @NT EAT He loaded his arms with all they could carry, stole through the dance. hall out to the veranda, .which over-| out, revolted. “Don’t you come near fine till you're clean!” Quintana laughed and seated him-| HEM - YoU PRovIDEy ME UCTH Some BE-” use Yeu KNOW 1 Love. pure rich blood. ‘They ‘mean clear, rud- dy, lovable ‘complexions. ‘They mean nerve power, because all your nerves are-fed by your blood. They mraa freedom forever from pimples, from (be self. Sanchez, with a hang-dog glance|!ooked the lake. at him, turned and sneaked back on the trail they had traversed. Before he was out of sight Sard saw him fish out a Spanish knife from his hip pocket and unclasp {t. Sanchez made no erort to find them. They had been gone half an hour >e- fore he had finished the business that hud turned him back. As he stood there, examining his clothing, and washing what Le could of the ominous stains from sleeve and shoe, very far away to the north he beard a curious noise—a far, faint sound such as he never before had heard. i If it were a voice of any sort there was nothing human about ft. Probably some sort of unknown bird. y Perhaps a bird of prey. That was natural, considering the at- traction that Georgiades would have for such creatures. . . If tt were a bird it must be a large one, he thought . . . Because there was a! certain volume to the cry. Per- haps it was a beast, after all . . Some unknown besat of the forest. .|almost frightened Sard out .|dog-like head well out of the water. “a THem —1le Keep THEM, (9 And here Sard slaked his raging| : 1F_SIGHT-S06 thirst and satiated the gnawing appe-| ae } sad Ye Not ae BS tite of the obese, than which there is} no crueler torment to an inert liver “Dlackbead pest, from bolis, from ma and skin eruptions, from rhev tism impurities, fromf that tire hausted, run-down feeling. Red cells are the most™Importent th: joods g in the world to each of us. 8. 8. will and distended paunch. Shetworia tench ot tn Sil Munching, guzzling, watching, Sard {pa sae OA nl pe bas bee io Sagat anal gtr hybric A est blood-Dullders, binod-cleansers snd way. anxiously considering his} ersten aerenethenera rer Produce tn atl two fs! Thelarger size bottle 's In all that panorama of forest, swale, and water the only thing that} had alarmed him at all by moving| was something in the water. When! first he noticed it he almost swooned, for he took it to be a swimming dog. In his agitation he had risen to his feet; and then the swimming creaturo of his the more economical, makes you feel Ss Bice yourself gan senses, for it tiited-suddenly and went DIAMONDS down with a report like the crack of High Grade Jewelry, Watches and a pistol. Silverware He dimly remembered hearing that beavers behaved that way. . Watching the water he saw the thing out there in the lake again, swimming in erratic circles, its big, 09 Exchange Building HAT AILS THAT DARE, FRIEND 0’ YOURS $7 1 ASK RIM WHAT TIME IT 15 AN' HE UP AN’ BEATS IT! WHAT'S TH! IDEART DONT You SUPPosE || WHAT D'YA MEAN, HINT ? KENNETH CAN TH'CLOCK’S STOPPED AN’ TAKE A HINT, 1 JES’ WANTED To KNOW FAWTHAW 2%. WHAT'S TH'RIGHT TIME !f AHEM -ER- 1M A -1 WONDER i Mt GOING RIGHT Now H IF KENNETH 15 It certainty was no dog. A beaver, IN TH’ PARLOR maybe. Whatever it was, Sard didn't WITH WINNIE If Sanchez was suddenly afraid.|¢are any longer. Scarcely knowing what he was doing} Shivering, Sard filled his mouth! he begaz. to run along the edge of, with appie-pie and cheese and pulled bog. |the cork from another bottle of home-| He was tired, or thought he was,| but the alrming sounds were filling] his ears now; the entire forest seemed| ta upon him frdm everywhere, tion to run. Te next instant he fel headlong! edge. struck water, felt himself in a vast green w: 1 in hfs brain an instant, then into roaring chaos. down the turbulent out- md—where a great shest of green water pours thirty feet into the tossing foam betow—and spinning. f " ness, epilling f; monds, eapphi of them, echoing in all directions, } ¢ krew not in which direc-| und. in the icy, rushing| ed over, tumbled through ids, blinded, deafened, choked ater toward something that thun-| brewed beer. 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