The Daily Alaska empire Newspaper, June 19, 1929, Page 6

THE DAILY ALASKA EMPIRE, WEDNESDAY, JUNE | 9, 1929, - By CLIFF STERRETT WE'RE NOT GOING Te ALLOW ANYTHING TO MAR YOUR VISIT AND WE DONT PROPOSE TO LEAVE ANY STONES UNTURNED TJO MAKE IT A " NOw DONT RE BASHFUL, ELM IF THERE'S ANYTHING IN THE C THAT You'Dh LIKE To SEE OR DO SPEAK RIGHT UP A\_l_l_)__\_/_\lgi_i_ DO OUR I_E\/EL.lr’—\ . W & @ i ! “You always said I was a funny N ] little thing, Uncle John, but you've ’ | be h a dear!” She kissed me | {and I began to melt like butter. | —— bj":hul’ .Booth “Jerry was in serious trouble. If | - les‘G i f he should be 3 Iw ed afraid, held mine. SYNOPSIS: A lead bullet |yc . | right to d by him to solves a 30-year old murder. trying to shield me. It |1opa] one. You've always sht | Andrew Ogden is enraged when |was entirely my fault. He didn't|me to think thing elf Furie admits violating the re- |know abouf his father until this|ang what I did 1t | We started back as s00n | nearly broke heart to deceive | s 1 told him | him. You—you won't scold us, will | “You didn't tell him until this|yoy, Uncle John?” | incredu- | mains of Ogden’s brother in the Torridity mine. Furie pro- | duces a flattened lead bullet | found in the skeleton. For the |morning!” T exclaimed Seold them! How could I? Clever Tirst time, Ogden realizes that | lously. | Lucy! She had known wha was his brother did not kill himself | “If T had told him when I found | going when she made Jerry tell as the bullets in the gun he [him he wouldn't have—married me. | his story f 8% b & Eplendid carried were gold, that Dillon | “Hardly!" Jerry mumbled. |thing she had done, marrying a | Shot him probably because he | “You young idiols!” T roared, re- |man with a murder charge over covering myself. “Couldn't have waited until th I YOU | his head, even though she believed | thing Was | him innocent; but it wi sort of — |romantic, audacious, illogical thing | Lucy would do. | } “It was fine of you, dear,” T told | | her ntly, pressing her tightly to me. , if you ever fail this girl of yours, I'll take you apart 4 with a jackknife.” “I hope you will, Uncle John,” he mumbled earnestly. “Lucy is {too fine for me. And she’s trying Ito make it casy for me, but—well, {1 can't help feeling that I had been his accomplice and feared exposurc. Ogden then dad. He told me to stay there un- ' !til he came. When Lucy told me labout him—this morning—on top |of what I'd done—it pretty nearly | finished me.” { The boy suddenly dropped his lhead into his hands. Lucy ran |over to him and put her arms {around him | “He didn’t want to come away,” | Lucy said tenderly, “but I told him I'd stay there until he did—and |that he didn't love me—and that it |he didn’t want me then he needn't |have me ever—" Didn't want you!" Jerry burst th, lifting his head and seizing shoulders. And with this he| 1k d her very competently indeed. ‘!'When she said she'd stay down | there until I changed my mind— | -I*';rci up?” "\on. damn it, Uncle John! what | reveals the whole story to Jer- “‘ ETDU:” “;uu soe?” Lucy sald pa.|coud I do? I gave Furle $20 to ry and sends him to Torridity el s B “‘e’ed;kwp his eye on the mine—and what to guard the skeleton. Lucy | ea lan - Hald il) » li)l' Wb |w in it. T hoped we'd be back interrupts the story with a sur- |5 i e - rouble, When |, next day, but the sandstorm prise—she and Jerry were mar- |does he ‘nged one? | delayed us most of the night. That's I felt as if I, p;n [ | “Oh!” I gasped. ried after her mad dash to the : ! R Mo, 4 { iy ark |hadn't known Lucy until this mo-| 1 sam( < Wistful but still defiant, Lucy kissed her uncle, asked forgiveness. tiently. | earued ment. { I THINK POLLY'S AwFUL SWEET, SHES AS PRETTY AS A PICTURE! SORT OF A TALKIN-PICTURE, AINT SHE? ‘ L grimly. “Don’t feel too badly, son.| Deacon was thoughtful for a mo- to an amazing challenge, a dar- \A 244 I imagine most of us would have |ment. Then he said: “Did Mrs. ing acceptance—in tomorrow’s 1 = # _ ~a\} done the same under the circum-|Lundy say if her husband is able| chapter of “Gold Bullets.” i i stances. Eh, what, Henry?” and|to get about?” ————— N i 1turhed bo S I nodjifgs= "He s Wyt Just judging from the way shei E Young fools!” he growled. “I| .nothing. I was just wondering.|yses e hasr faa] | suppose it's the sort of thing that's | 4 s i uses it, a flapper doesn’t comsider \ 4 |1f his memory is gone I don't sub-|per Jjgtle pocket mirror one bit | o 1 done nowadays.” e (DOSe he could recognize Dillon. You .1 chuckled 1:emmlscently. 3 80 | were right about the motive, too. T'm told. But if T remember right-| ) 4row was killed because he had ly, the young lady who became MTS. | ¢,unq out that his brother Jerry Deacon wouldn't have you unless jiq pot commit suicide. Yes, Dillon | you eloped with her in the romantic |{; o man.” AANRE Gk “But who is Dillon?” Jerry shout- Henry raised a hand, grinning.|.q tempestuously. “All right, John. They are fc Just then the telephone rang. I given.” I suppose he was thinking |4 v off the receiver. of his imprisonment behind my | b ‘ Y | (Copyright, 1929, Wm. Morrow Co. voor day’ FLEER Bab batk to Dil-| e o i : lon.” “Dillon, yes!” Jerry exploded. “He more essential arms. —— .- —— ‘WILL RETURN e TURS The telephone message leads {!:mparlum. than a man does| | his right eye, his left leg and both’ | Dr. George C. Barton’s office will | {be open Wednesday, June 19. We are pow ready to aiicr or make up your furs. 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MEN LIKE “CATERPILLAR” brary.” “And you left your that room.” “Wer pocke! “They were.” “What time did you leave your father?” “At 15 after nine. my watch.” | “I suppose you went out by the | hall door?” “Yes.” | “And you went straight te the garage? | “I did.” “You saw no one?” “No one, Uncle John.” I rounded again upon Deacon. “Satisfied?” | “Some time ago,” he cried hearti- | ly. When Henry is convinced he | is wrong he always admits it man- | fully. “You were right, John, Dil- lon is our man. He killed An-| drew, dressed in the boy’s tlannels, | and later planted the; behind | Lundy’s bar. But I havent any | idea who he is. Has MacNair? | Where is MacNair, by the way?” | I didn't know. flannels in your keys in one of the I looked at 5 Phone 79 for Expert Typewriter Repairs Ask for our specials for this week J. B. BURFORD & CO. LOGGING. Northern Commercial Co. 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