Casper Daily Tribune Newspaper, April 7, 1923, Page 8

PAGE EIGHT WO HOSPITALS * N ALT GREEK Che Casper Daily Cribune parky Were Headed for a Trip Around the World. SATURDAY, APRIL 7, 1923. By Billev De Beck O3T AND FOUND 10 BE SEEN AT AMERICA TREATER LAST TIMES BARNEY GOOGLE--Barney and S =~ WERE LOST, T KNow ==] & THE DIREGTION OF “TA JuANA ABOLT AS WELL AS I KNow THE WHEREABOUTS Poor, SPARKY, Wou'Re Ait IN “You STAY HERE « Tir MoocH Downs THE HILL AND SEE JF CAN GET a a ae ae < . There is nothing new in sending a gis es ae motion picture company to foreign Ne i] lands to film a production. It's be- = done now every day. “The Structures Planned for) Immediate Building At $75,000 Cost. istian” was partly filmed in Eng- land; so ‘was “Sherlock Holmes.” “Ben Hur" is to be photographed in Palestine and Italy. But Goldwyn |established a precedent when it sent the entire cast of “Lost and Found,” jthe photoplay which ts showing at | the America theater, to the island of | Tahiti in the South Seas. This was | the first time in the history of the The cc action of two hospitals|island that an entire company had in the Salt field with a com-| been sent there to make a feature bined cos: $75,000 | production. Undoubtedly it was a was announ¢ One of| costly expedition; but the beauty of se ho: located at|the tropical settings more than Lavoye and other at the Con-| justify the effort and expense. The tinental O11 camp | thrillingly dramatic story was ex will be a| pertly directed by R. A. Walsh. a $50,000 and} a ieaparaie said Fortenat 4350.00 and “Barak,” said Fortesque curtly. f that place “AM dead or tied up. Where's Lou- | at the camp} mpany. The hospi he employes of| these four ¢ fons. Dr. H. R. vathrop of Casper and his entire ic will be at the disposal of the tients. spitals have been planned} parent needs on| Salt Creek | hos- | ar FO. BEBANAT ALTO SUNDAY to the Rialto George Beban cor day in “The| theater beginning 5 Sign of the Rose.” Always noted for/ his remarkably fi portrayal of Italian types, the star has also gained | no small measure of screen fame from is sympathetic understans of children and their irresistible ap- peal in motion pictures. In his latest offering this is strongly in| evidence. In fact, in choosing Dor- othy Giracit for the important role| hter in “The Sign of the| as placed opposite! ar who for all her} turbing | FAST MALL’ AT IRIS “ON TIME’ There can be no doubt about the entertainment value he Fast Mail,” the William Fox melodrama which was shown for the first time last night at the Iris theatre. It is action plus and contains enough thrills to satisfy even the most critical movie fan. “The Fast Mall," which was pro- duced from Lincoln J. Carter's sen tional railroad melodrama, {s eyen better than the original play which ran for twenty-two seasons. All the thrills that delighted the popular love for exciting melodrama are show: on the screen with the realism whic! could not be attempted on the stage. There is not a dull moment in the entire film. limax follows climax and thrill mounts on thrill during the course of this cyclonic melodrama There is also a two-part comed Slyde Cook in “The Toreador.” —$————— Home Saddened By Death of Infant! Mr. and Mrs. P. J, Sullivan sur- fered the loss of their infant daugh- ter yesterday, death occurring at the family home, 1438 South Walnut The funeral will be held at 2 o'clock this afternoon from the Muck funeral home AUDITORS c, H. REIMERTH Certified Public Accountant Income Tax Service | 401 O-S Blog. Phone 767 HARRY F. COMRORE Auditing and Accounting Phone 1008 Suite 18, Daly Bldg. R. ©. VAN DENBSRG Certifred Public Accountant Income Tax Service Over Campbell Hardware Phone 148 GUARANTEE REGISTRY CORP. Auditors and Accountants—Stock Registrar and Transfer Agents 208-11 Oil Exchange Bldg. 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I WAS JES" GOIN’ UPTO COLLECT TH’ REWARD FOR THAT WATCH AN’ BLAMED 1F I DIDN'T LOSE IT !! I-TOLD MAW-TO SEW THAT HOLE IN ‘LOU-LOU’ A Brilliant and Dramatic Novel of the South Seas. BY H. BEDFORD-JONES, AUTHOR OF DARKNESS AT DAWN,’ “THE SECOND LIFE OF M. THE DEVIL,” ET INSTALLMENT NO. ELEVEN. WHO'S WHO IN THE STORY. Lou-Lou, beautiful daughter of the deceased Sultan of Sibuko induces Brian Fortesque, a wealthy young American to help her in maintaining the throne left by her father and which Zahri, her half-brother plots to take away from her. With the as- sistance of Hvarson, a white, whom Lou-Lou describes as a “terrible man,” and who had once kissed her against her will, Zahri has her placed asylum in New York. Barak, a loyal mute servant of Lou-Lou's family, rescues her from the asylum. The Rey. Luke Quail, a militant accompanies Tou-Lou, Barak, and Fortesque to the Island of Sibuko, Auto Wrecking Co We tear ‘em down; everything saved but the honk. THIRTY DIFFERENT MAKES OF CARS SALVAGED NOW 1117 East Yellowstone At Scoop’s Garage | in an} $500. GONE To PoT !! Tit HUSTLE OVER To BANKER’ DOSACKS HOUSE ANYWAY'!! MEBBE TH’GUY WHO FOUND, | HE SANS HE HAS MERELY GIVEN HER -AND HAD DINNER A GREAT ScoTT! THEY GET PROMISE SIT UNTH You- Fou FIV attached to a mission, and where his wife had been killed and nis little daughter had disappeared, following a raid by Dyak pirates. While Lou- Lou and her party are on the way Franks, an exiled Virginian who is known to have been friendly to Lou-Lou and who {s suspected of knowing the whereabouts of the old Sultan's treasure is found dead. He has been stabbed with a dagger which had been hidden in the old| | Sultan's tomb. where he had once been | ‘Trehearne, a commercial agent and (riend of Franks, 1s visited soon after by Cerise, who induces him to try with her the operation of a Ouija board. Within a few hours after the arrival of Lou-Lou and her party, ‘Trehearne dies, unable to give a lucid account of the causes leading up to his death except to make known by signs that he had been potsoned, and able only by a supreme effort to say the words “Franks note.’ He is referring to a note entrusted to him by Franks to be given to Lou-Lou in the event of his death. Rais Hamed Been Yusuf, owner of tho schooner “Cazello" and consplr- ator with Zahri discusses with Hyvar- son the faflure, so far, of their plot. Hyarson declares he values Lou-Lou more than the treasure of Sibuko. Lou-Lou assumes the government, banishes Hvarson and Hamed and pardons Zahri. Barak 4s captured by Hamed's men and taken away on his boat, the Gazelle, After torturing Barak, Hamed sus- pends him in a net of metal links beneath the bowsprit of Fortesque, wandering about the Bazaris is called by Cerise and in- vited into her house. As he is about offers of her guards Cert prepared to eat some sherbert which shi yu-Lou and & the him enter ¥ hou dismisses nd sho orte to herbs rtesque. ~ THREE HUNDRED. his vessel. | A FEW RIDES HER OUT TO FEW TIMES. HOw DO BREACH OF OUT OF WOULD NEVER THAT KIND ! WELL, HAROLD! ISN'T TH MRTUNATE - May L 1 Do So Hate To SUP PHYLUS BLOSSOM bo ATHING LUKE THAT, NO SIR! SHE'S NOT NOW ON BUT IF THAT'S THEIR GAME AND THEY'RE LOOKING FOR A IMA WOMAN HATER! YES My FRIEND Got THIS $500. R RETURNING AGOLD WATCH I! RR HUNDRED, —& HUNDRED! } son, lures Lou-Lou, Quail and For- | tesque on board his vessel and bring: them, Hvarson demands that Quail marry him and Lou-Lou and knocks |the minister senscless when he re- |fuses, carrying Lou-Lou into his | house. Fortesque !s thrown into the | hold of the Gazelle where Barak 1s still confined. However the mute ef- fects their freedom, killing five of the crew. Fortesque told his story in whis- pers. A convulsion overspread the face of Barak as he heard the news of Lou-Lou and Hvarson. He point- ed to the bodies around him. There were four besides Banak. Then ho pointed to the deck abdve, and held up his open hand. Five of the echooner’s crew re- mained. Releasing the mate's body and finc- ing his feet, Barak stooped. From the weapons he took an automatic pistol, which he handed to Fortesque then gestured to the deck above, “You want me to go at em?” ask- ed Fortesque. Barak nodded. “All right. You'll pose?" Barak shook his head. He point- ed aft, made incomprehensibie signs and shdok his two clenched hands. come, I sup- “Never mind Rais Hamed did this flend's ‘work on ypu? The devils! Wait till I get a shot at that infer- al—" ™’parak made motions of violent dis- He came closo to Fortesqque, to himself shaking his head "Ah! Fortesqque stared at him You want me to leave Rais Hamed to you?” lparak nodded earger!y. sent. Now the captives, to Hvarson's island. | | Fortesque had not the slightest | |{deo, what he meant, and laughed | coldly. AND WHERE Dip YOU Ger IT May 1 ASI Ke |Fortesque understood and stepped! into them. He heard Barak grunt,| then he was shot upward suddenly. | ‘That one great heave sent him up-| ward in an arc that ended on the | deck above, Ho came down sitting— and as he recovered from the shock the autcmatic in his hand spat death.) ‘The fiva remaining men of the crew were only a dozen feet from him. Fortesque sat there on the deck and shot cown deliberately, before they could touch a weapon. Three of them staggered and sank to the deck the other two plunged aft, where | Rais Hamed was rising from his |chair in startled amazement. So swiftly had the whdle thing transpired that Hamed was still plucking at his wepons when For- tesqque came toward him. In this moment Brian would have shot Rais Hamed deliberately, had he not re- membered the plea of Barak. ‘The thréo men, hands above thelr heads mized at Fortesque, unmov- ing. Hoe started to speak, then! checked himself quickly. Behind} | those three men he saw something move. A hand had reached up and gripped the stern rail of the schoon- er. Then Fortesqque understood that Barak had gone aft, between decks had found a way into the stern of the ship, and was coming upon Rais Hamed from behind. Even as the though sped tnto his brain, Barak came. He rose over the rail a terrib!e object, the metal net looped in one hand. Rais Hamed | and his two men, unconscious of the) | menace, still watched Fortesque. And as they watchec, the metal “t left the hund of Barak—oyened lin tho alr behind them, came over the head of Rais Hamed and envel | }oped him | From the three came a sharp cry. | ihe two Moros shrank aside in mid lfright. Rais Hamed beneath that Capt. Wrexham, hired by Hvar-| mute stooped and cupped his hands.|death-net, whirled and plucked out a revolver, Ho fired twice as Barak plunded upon him, The arma of Barak swept around him net and all. He fired again; this time the report was muffed. The lps of Barak opened. From his mouth came that horrible inar- ticulate laugh of his. His lifted Rais Hamed from the deck, staggered — then seemed to lose his footing and reeied headlong at the rail, The two men, locked together, hung there an instant, water came up a sutlen splash. Fortesque had broken into a run —but too late. They were gone. He saw a pool of crimson, eddying in| the water below, but neither man rose. He turned and lifted his auto- matic at the two remaining Moros. “Tuan!” they cried the imploring word together “Taun—" Fortesque’s finger was pressing the trigger when over their should ers he saw something move on the is land. It was Luke Quail, whom he had thought dead, but who was now stanling up and waving an arm. Tho automatic lowered. Foresque approched the two- men, who sbrank from his cold smile with horrified eyes, and in five minutes he had them both bound hand and foot, bound beyond escape. Below the counter trailed a bca’. Fortesqque got into this,and rowed ashore, coldly and de'iberately. All hope was dead with- in him. and ke felt like an old man. When Firtesque reached the shore, Luke Quail was waiting to Craw up the boat with both hands that shook. The old man’s face was livid and waxen. Upon him there was singu- lar clam, which was not the calm of of the craft despair. nor the calm of swered prayers. Fortesque had never sec a look which resembled this on the face of Luke Quai) “What happened?” said the lat then disappeared. From the! | Lou?” Luke Quail pointed to the door. Fortesque now percelred the out- lines of the house. There. With Hvarson. I refus- ed to marry them. He—", The o!d volce faltered Fitrtesque ran ‘at the (vor and hurled himself against it, bodily. It did not even quiver under the !m- pact of his bod: Somewhat dazed, he drew back. ivarson!” he tried to shout. ce more he flung himself at the massive solid door. This time he re- cofled, bruised and hurt, and lost balance. He fell in the brown sand. Luke Quail came up and aided him to his feet Fortesque, staggering, pulled out his automatic, staring at the door. He shook off the old man’s hand. “He'll be out, and then—" Minutes quivered past, and Hvar- son did not appear. More and more terribly the conviction grew upon Fortesque that Hvarson would not { appear until forced. The thought of Lou-Lou, in there, tortured him into a cold sweat. Luke Quail was speaking, but he did not hear what the old man was say- ing. He stared at the door with bloodshot, hungry eyes. A savage curse broke from For- tesque. He took a step forward, aimed at the keyhole in the brown door and fired. He fired again—then |» the pistol clicked. It was empty. Once more Fortesque threw him- self at that massive door. Exultation thrilled him as he saw that the two bullets had smashed the keyhole out of shape. A cry broke from him as he flung his body at the door again. Yet again ho effected nothing, save to stager backward and stand reeling, gasping, glaring at this door which seemed like a solid wall in the stone. What lay behind this terrible door? He fancied that he could hear the voice of Lou-Lou calling to him, and the voice maddened him. He threw himself at the Insensate wood, beat it with his fists, hammered at it with foot and shoulder and body, until he dropped limply, bleed- tng and hopeless. Or The door remained closed, im- placable, unresponding. From with- in the house came no sound. In this very immobility there was a hideous mockery. In this silence there was a contemptuous scorn. He was impotent. His fury was broken. | After a little he found Luke Quail, } bending above him. He eat up, won-™ dering at the strange calm which possessed the old man. "4 “Don't you realize,” he groaned, “that we're helpless to to ald h is “Then do do anything, asked Luke Quail quietly, | realize that we are help- uu less es," assented Fortesque with a ture of despair. “In that case, ask the help of God.” “God can do nothing. It ts too late.” “Coward! cried the old man stern- ly, his blurred blue eyes suddenly shining strangely. “Coward! What do you know of the power of God! | Have you ever tested Him? Get down on your knees beside me and pray! Pray? as I have been pray- ing from the very deeps of your little soul! Put your puny heart into your prayer, and He will answer!" Fortesque looked at the older man in moody despair. “If there is any answer, would be a miracle!" “Miracles happen every day, Brian Fortesque. Pray!" It came to Fortesque, that just a; in Barak had been a friendship mofe powerful than torture or greed, so there was in this Luke Qual a re- Ugion, a faith, more powerful than all other things. In this moment all | the cold exterlor of the man was shattered and wrecked. All his harsh sufficiency feli away from him, and the barriers were stripped clean |from his inner self. With tears, he surrendered him- self into the guidance of this older man at his side, this man whose tremendous fund of faith was a | Welling flood of unknown forces! Just as that wooden door had re- sisted all his attacks, so had the heart of Brian Fortesquo resisted all spiritual things; but now, in this moment, he had been broken. As he knelt here in the hot sand, beneath the hot un, he could feel about him like a tangible force this spiritual force which emanated from Luke Quafl—a force more than the man himself. It penetrated into For. tesque and transformed him, It caused him to forget himself to forget what he was doing here: {t lifted him out of thought of him eclf. He knew only that he was joining in the broken utterances of Luke Quail—that he was, in truth, making &n appeal from his very soul depths. For almost the first Ume in his life he tasted the salty exultation of reul prayer. And presently, when he rose and gazed toward that immobile door of wood it was with the pt expression | of who av acle. fi that 1923, b cate, the Inc. Another fine installment tomorrow, Bell Syndi-