The Daily Alaska empire Newspaper, May 24, 1929, Page 3

I’AL.A LOUDER AND FUNNIER THAN | “McFADDEN’S FLATS” with CHESTER Sam Hardy, Alice White, Ned Sparks, Bodil Rosing CONKLIN “THE BIG NOISE” | ALSO ARTHUR LAKE in “SODAS AND SHEBAS” M-G-M NEWS OPENS THE SHOW PALACE ORCHESTRA GIVES CONCERT AND PLAYS FOR BOTH SHOWS Coming Sunday— “CHEATIN(;. CHEATERS” Attractions At Theatres | [ | | “TENDERLOIN” AT THE i COLISEUM, LAST TIMES [+ The Vitaphone talkie pmduction,i “Tenderloin,” starring Conrad Na- | gel and Dolores Costello, will bc} shown at the Coliseum for the last two times tonight. Dolores is back in the chorus and as one of | the principals says, “she is all class.” | Tomorrow night Monie Blue will be shown on the screen in “One Round Hogan, also a Warner Bros. production. “One Round Hogan‘ is a fight film and incidentally a love story, lovely Leila Hyams supplying Lhel motivation for “One Round Ho- gan's” cyclonic performances during several ring scenes, which the direc- torial genius of Howard Bretherton have made unbelievably realistic. | ! public mind is strikingly | the | Noise,” THE DAILY ALASKA EMPIRE FRIDAY, MAY 24 1929 " ll[]'ILlflb BULLETS Charles G. Booth SYNOPSIS: Mnmcnmrll) safe hall, my ascont. of the staircase, from the shots of his unknown |and Dillon stalking me in the gal- assailant in the Lundy Place, |lery. The crack of his pistol, the Peebles rests in the room into |bite of bullet on woodwork. They which he stumbled. As the ter- |were as vivid to me as fire. A rific windstorm abates and the |door had opened, then— darkness of the room lifts | Here I paused. The sandstorm, slightly, Peebles makes a dis- |my experience with Dillon, my covery that leaves him gasp- 'painful entrance into the room be- ing. Two silent figures are E,\nnd. had been real. But the rest scated at table near him, ap- |of it? The two men playing poker parently playing cards in t {in the dark. Their cold,waxed dark. Peebles believes he is be- im the dark. Their cold, waxed faces coming mad, shouts at the 1 shuddered. Nightmare or de- ures, begging them to speak. |lirium; nothing more. Yes, I saw They remain silent. Pecbles |cxactly where reality ended and crawls to the table, touches onc n began. figure on the arm, then on the s lying on the floor in one face and fecls—cold flesh! He |of the rooms off the balcony, a faints. mmn\\ under my head. A bed, a 'I)'nmu and a chair were in the It was morning when I came to ‘wum The door had been smash- A finger of sunlight slanted across|ed in. Sitting on an empty case, a my face, intensifying an ache at |rifle between his knees, was the the back of my eyeballs. Still in a |oddest-looking creature I had ever dazed condition, I lay quiet “THE BIG NOISE” IS | SHOWIN GAT P 9 The power oi i€ i scintillating film, “The Big| by First National Pictures, written by Ben Hecht, which open- {ed last night at the Palace Theatre. There is pathos, liberally sprinkl- {ed with paprika, and humor inter- spcrsed with tears, in this film in | which Chester Conklin is featured as a “dumb” New York subway guard who falls on the tracks in front of a train, but is only slighi- ly injured, and who is then picked up and made a hero by a sensation- al tabloid newspaper which is con- | ducting a political campaign against the traction company. | In addition to Conklin, Alice! White, Bodil Rosing, Sam Hardy and Jack Egan appear in importar roles. The feature is full of laughs wd‘ the Palace orchestra puts over a |~ snappy program. o ATTENTION: For Carpenver Work of any kind ¢ —shop or city—Call Handy Angyl Phone 498, If you had to Mate of your Good Muuuc cream sauce in large quantities and roasting coffee in bulk ficulties. The cream sauce becomes lumpy and the coffee roasts uncvenly. ~ Hills Bros. roast every pound of their coffee evenly because, by a continuous proc- ess, only a few pounds at a time pass through the roasters. The de- velopment of the fla- vor is perfectly con- trolled. Uniform lof the events of the night. i N The gold-mad desert-rat shrilled, screamed and cackled. o rezresh itself | He was a little wizend-up erab- apple of a man, Snow-white hair thatched his skull and ears ‘afd neck, and his face was furrowed like a fresh-plowed field. 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Coffee ‘mously erong I thought and thcy terminated in a pair of sinewy hands. He was fingering a lump of quartz, at which he peered through a lense stuck In his eye. “Good morning, Furie,” I sald, at length. His ancient head flashed up and I put his age at eighty. The small, red-rimmed eyes, China-blue in color, were set in a dirty wedge of a face. The glass in his eye, held monocle fashion, was eight-sided. “He—he—he!"” the old man cack- led “So ye ain't cold hawg yet, huh?” I don‘t know that it isn't your fault I'm not,” T observed. “Huh!” shaggy head at me. “Hain't T bust in the door and put yer head on a piller and gived ye a guzzle o' water?” “Very kind of you,” I admitted, “pbut I was thinking you tried your hardest to put a bullet an inch from my head up at the Two Brothers.” “There’s too many comes anosin’ round these parts now' days!” he screamed. “That thar mine ain't none o' yer business, nor nob'dy else’s!” I managed to get to my knees and, by degrees, to my feet. Drop- ping onto the bed, I fixed a stern eye on the crafty face in front of me. “See here, Furie, you called on Nathan Hyde Friday morning. Just where did you find the pistol you sold him?” He began to interlace his bony fingers. “Hain't I said I ain't tellin’ nothin’?” I leaned nearer, pointed my fin- ger at him. “You also called on Andrew Ogdep. You took him a specimen of gold quartz. Where did you get it?” “I ain't tellin'!” he yelped. “Well, it doesn't matter,” I said softly. “You got it from a new vein in the Two Brothers. He leaped to his feet, speechless and foaming, his walnut shell of a face as yellow as saffron. Quiver- ing, he shook his bony fists in my face, his eyes bloodshot. “’Tis my gold, this!"” he screamed, prancing up and down, eyepiece rattling on its wire. “Hain't I tramped Skull and Skeleton 50 years alookin' for it? Hain't I thirsted an’ starved? Hain't I burn- ed and sweated and freezed? But I found it! An’ nobody’s agoin’ to to take it away from me!” Quite mad on the subject of gold, he raved on in this vein. “Would Andry Ogden have know- ed it war there if I hadn't told him, I ask ye? But I'm squar’ shootin’, I is. ‘Andry,’ sez I, claim is yourn. but the findin's mine, so I'll split ye fifty-fifty.’ ‘Ye will not!” he yells at me. ‘How dare you trespass on my property! I'll have the roof o' the jail over yer crack-brained head’!” I thought it time to stop him, “Furie! What else did you say to Andrew Ogden?” “I ain't telin’!” Leaning nearer, I said gravely, “Andrew Ogden is dead.” “Huh—what? Dead!” he shrilled. “Dead!” “He was stabbed to death in his library after you left him Friday night.” “Stabbed! Whut! Ogden! Who did it?” I looked at him accusingly. “The police will be askin you that ques- tion before long.” Huh! Andry ““Tis a lie!” he screamed. “I left him alive!” “Hmn! Well, maybe it is. You can prove it?” “Prove it!” he mumbled. “Prove it! How's an old geezer like me to prove anything?” Then shrewd- ly, “How’ll they prove it agin me when I didn't do it?” “Maybe they won't if you tell everything you know.” He opened his mouth, then shut it stubbornly. I let the point rest. “Ogden’s son Jerry was here. Did you see him?” “Uh-huh. The girl, too.” “Do you know why Andrew Ogden didn’t want the Two Brothers open- ed?” “He-he-he!” he cackled. “Ye ain’t been in the mine, eh?” “No. Why?” “Nothin’. He-he-he! Jes’ nothin’!” “You said you were guarding the mine because people were hanging around it,” I went on. “What did those people look like?"” “Dunno. Both was tall. ‘em ran to meat.” “How Jong have you been in Skull Valley, Furie?” “God knows. Forty, 50, 60 years.” One of Craig Pencils Made by SHEAFFER PEN COMPANY $1.00 BUTLER-MAURO DRUG CO. Free Delivery Phone 134 WHEN WE SELL IT IT'S RIGHT Sub Btation Post Office No. 1 e rrrrerrrrrorereeed he shrilled, shaking his| ‘the | / “Ever of hear Alex Peterson in the old days?” . “Ten-to-One Peterson!” he shrill- c 9:25 ed. Everybody knowed Ten-to-One o seum B 30 years ago.” 7’30 “You've lived here all alone—all this time?” I inquired. | He nodded mournfully. “Uh-huh. Who'd live in this devil killet but an old fool of a desert rat like me? | When I gets crazy lonely I talks to Bull and Nap.” “Bull and Nap!” “Who are they?” (Copyright, 1929, Wm. Morrow Co) LAST TIMES TONIGHT All Vitaphone Program CONRAD NAGEL and DOLORES COSTELLO in “TENDERLOIN” MOVIETONE NEWS Gigli and De Luca in “The Pearl Fishers” I exclaimed Can Furie solve the mystery of Andrew Ogden’s Murder? Peebles is rescued from his pre- dicament in tomorrow's chap- | ter. 1 - | NOTICE TO AUTO DRIVERS | Beginning Monday, May 27th, 40, minute PARKING ONLY will be, permitted on Front Street from Main ‘to City Dock from 8 a. m.' to 7 p. m. daily. This notice does not apply to cars in commercial use. | Cars will be permitted to park\ both sides of Main Street, both| sides of Franklin above Third St.| north side of Second, Tmrd\ Fourth, Fifth and Sixth cxceptmg, in front of entrances to business house or garages. GEORGE A. GETCHELL, l +adv. Chief of Police. | \ [ COMING SATURDAY MONTE BLUE in “One Round Hogan” Prices—10-20-75-Loges $1.00 MOOSE BASEBALL TEAM DANCE Fair Building SATURDAY NIGHT Music By Serenaders P 2 7 AUTOMOBILE LICENSES City Licenses for Automobile for, the year cf 1929 are due and pay- able June ist, 1929, i H. R. SHEPARD, City Clerk. e DOG LICENSES Dog Licenses—Four Dollars for Male and Six Dollars for Femalc due Junst 1st, 1929. Unlicensed dogs will be disposed of. H. R. 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