The Daily Alaska empire Newspaper, September 25, 1930, Page 6

THE DAILY ALASKA EMPIRE, THURSDAY, SEPT. 25, 1930. Ellis, the pretty stenographer, had [tlcs, plunging at once into his er- come into the room so silently that |rand. in his preoccupation he had failed| “I'd like this, sir,” he announced, to hear her. “There is a man out- | pointing to Winslow's advertisement side who wishes to see you pri-|in the morning paper. “I mean the vately.” ten-thousand-dollar reward for the “Oh, indeed? His name?” |news of Mr. Jack.” “Lambert—he gave no other| “Not news of him,)” corrected name.” | Thorne, never taking his eyes from Thorne’s eyes brightened. {Lumborrs masklike countenance. “Paste these pieces on the pa-| “The reward is offered for re- per just as they lie there now,” he |liable information .as to young directed. “When pressed and dry|Winslow’s whereabouts.” give the paper to Jim. Tell him to| “Quite so.” Lambert came closer, g0 to the Congressional Jibrary and |“I can tell you that.” try and identify the magazine in which this page appears. I would suggest, on a guess, a theatrical or motion picture journal, but not to confine his search to that type only. But first,” Thorne leaned over and took what appeared to be a small radio from the drawer of | LET Almquisu rress Your Sult. a cabinet, and placed it on top of |We Call and deliver. Phone 528 the latter, turning a switch, “Miss | g Ellis, listen in on the dictograph| | and take down conversation; then | | you can attend to the picture.” | SEE BIG VAN The Winslow’s butler came into | [ GUNS-—-AMMUNITION the private office a second or so| Rubber Boots, Shoe Pacs. . i and Raincoats p By CLIFF STERRETT HES CALLING ON POLLY AND HER PALS [THAT For You ! MY SON HAS PROMISED NEVER T0 CALL ON HIP/ YOUR DAUGH {TER % Hi P/ WHY, THE LOW DOWN ) PROMISE BUSTER ! HES CALLIN' ON PoLLY I BEG ; IF You WiLL OBSERVE A A YoUR ~ -\ BIT MORE CLOSELY You PARDON, § =% WiILL NOTICE THAT HE SAMUEL ! IS NOT, CALLING ON Where is Jack Winslow? Lam- bert makes a startling confes- “sion in tomorrow’s exciting ' chapter. RO ment,” a thought occurring to him as the stencgrapher gathered up her notebook and pencil, ‘“before ' ) {mkmu the precaution to slip his [critically. “Yes,” he acknowledged. hand around the door jamb and|“She has been here a number of on the lights. No one was in'times.” Lawrence. By get a line of her career as Mrs. Kane and as the eccentric Mrs. ine way,” checking Clo: >d down on the floor. sing a y and locking the door, | Some lay the wooden plug “Using what name?” . Ross looked up. “She called her- self Mrs. Lawrence, but the bank [himself at the deor as Mitchell {reached for his telephone receiver, “what reports nave you had from using the last sentence ask O'Brien to find out if a woman calling her- self either Sara Holcombe or Sara later, sombre o cress and deport- || ment, his face gray rather than| OFFOSIIE NOLISEUM 1 white. He wasted no time on civili- ' o Holcombe Kane was ever a patient there; if so, when and why. That is all.” In searching for his tobacco pouch to refill his pipe, his hand touched an envelope and he took it out of his pocket also. Opening it he drew out the papers Inspector Mitchell had removed from the drawer in front of the erstwhile Mrs. Ben Lawrence. Thorne spread the papers care- fully in front of him on the desk and with infinite patience fitted the pieces together. They formed a pic- ture, evidenuly a group of people, taken from some print paper mag- azine or Sunday supplement. There was an insert but the cheap quality of the paper anc the numerous creases, giving evidence of much handling before it was torn, made it difficult to piece out the picture. The insert in particular was un- recognizable. As the upper part was missing only a draped figure, minus the head, was decipherable. Fitting underneath and evidently part of the caption, came the words in fancy type: “The Dancing Sil- houette.” Thorne caught his breath sharp- ly; the words aptly described what he had seen the night before at Oaklands. Was it possible the un- decipherable picture was the key to the mystery surrounding Elsa Chase and not the torn bill head he had found in the dead woman’s possession? Thé last ‘thing her dying hands had clutched was the picture. Feverishly he reversed the piec- es of paper; joined together they carried the slogan of a mationally known advertisement, but the name of the periodical from which the page must have been taken was on neither side. “Beg pardon, Mr. Thorne,” Miss Jackson and the other operatives stationed around Oaklands?” Reaching for a paper Mitchell tossed it to him. “Read for your- surface bore unmis d wished to cash was where some T drawn in favor of Sara Holcombe ment had been jammed int¢ Kane.” t | Thorne sat back and stared at his With revolver cocked and rea companion. Keeping his rising ex- he went into both closets in thecitement suppressed by an ecffort, {room and then into the bathroom,(he waited for the latter to contin= return immediately, con-|ue. Ross took several documents at no, other human being |from a letter file and refreshed his himself w there. |memory by looking them over. Had the unknown who pushed| “M: Lawrence claimed the the wooden peg out of the key-(chwk was in payment of alimony hole done so simply for a look into|due her.” He opened a letter as he his bedroom to see if he was there |spoke. “The draft was on a Bos- he or had the intruder, provided with {ton bank. We wrote there and in a ke come inside and gone out,|this answer,” holding up a Jetter, relocking the door? And was the|“find that while for personal rea- intruder the remarkable cer sons she prefers to be known as whose shadow he had seen for the|Mrs. Ben Lawrence, she has no second time silhouetted on the|legal right to the name, so far as I drawn curtain of the dormer win-|he has been able to ascertain, never dow of the locked room in the at-|having married since her divorce tic? from Dr. Paul Kane.” The cashier |{morning newspaper and pointing to He locked across at Thorne. “Was that|an advertisement with its flaring he reached around and pulled the|the man who died so mysteriously ldisplay of type. “Ten thousand reading lamp by the side of the|at Oaklands on Monday nizht?” [dollars is a big sum to pay for news | “Ain’t her name on i he in-|bed closer to him. Then picking up| “Yes.” Thorne rose briskly; hejof Jack Winslow's hiding place.” quired “Didn't I get the the cnvelope he had taken from |had learned much in their brief in-{ “Large rewards bring results gen- ark?"” 7, e examined the words: terview. “I am extremely obligedfcrally,” retorted Thorne. “Winslow addressed to|* s Elsa Chase” carefully through to you, Ro! He paused at|is most anxious for news of the ponded. “But his magnifying glass. Undoubtedly jthe do Lawrence was found |boy.” in the oppo- it was Ja Winslow's writing. So|dead last night in her room at{ Thorne found only his stenog- m staircase that was communicated (Mrs. Sims’ boarding house in!rapher on duty at the Universal De- bedroom?" with Elsa—through Lambert Georgetown.” tective Agency. She met him at » question confused Lucy and| F moment Thorne hesitated,| Thorne next the door, telegram in hand. Tear- a second she did not re then taking up his penknife he ran!Mitchell's office ing off the yellow envelope, he “But I wasn't,” shi one of the blades under the flap [official cn the point of leaving. read the typed message from Cap- | down her c! of the hi inen-lined envelope Some new: he ed eagerly.itain O'Brien of Chicago police taking it to Mrs. Winslow.” and looke t was emp “Mrs. Lawrence’s identit headquarters. end floor he cncounters a wom- | “At this hour?” skeptically. The 1 room was (sponded Thorne tersely. “She was| “Dryden convalescent home small an, gags her and drags her into | “It's God's t " She was p! anged Thorne, {the divorce: wife of Dr. Kane." {private sanitarium in good repute. a vacant bedrocm. {ing new, almost choking her resting on hi prepared for| The inspector looked at him in|Interviewed assistant manager. She voice. 1slow promised a a long vigil—one thought upper-|dumbfounded lence for a mo-|never heard of Mrs. Ben Lawrence. if I found Lambert most in his mind. Had Lambert, \ment. “So that's it!" he exploded.(Elsa Chase paralytic patient there.” saw him drop 'true to his trust, given the contents|“But——but her connection witn| “Wire O'Brien to ascertain when but I das- to Elsa, and intentionally left the|Kane's mi -I can't quite get Elsa Chase was a patient at Dry- 11 T was sure sealed envelope as a decoy, or had her in the picture.” |den sanitarium,” he directed. “I Lucy removed the note? Thorne ed. “Nor can 1" he wish specific dates and name of Next morning, when Arnold Wins-|[admitted “in that conn rgeon who attended her. Ask for low entered the dining room forition. Why re Boston and an immediate reply. Just a mo- bre to find his wife [ x| prep: on him, instead of . gulping the servants. She was in a far seen it from amiable “Arnold.” Her husb the r nour given name. “The s meralized; Lucy is ill in bed, Lam- absent.” She put the coffee pot and cream pitcher on the din- ing table at Y clbo! It is best h an articulate to discharge Lambe and promise combined, Lucy fled| Winslow's spoon fr%m the room. Thorne kept behind [the side of his c s he stirred certain that she re-|his coffee. “Di Lambert!” o her own quarters. A mo- He repeated the words mechanically. he tried Lambert's door.;“My dear, after all these years of d to the touch and, locat-|falthful service! Impossible!” switch, he pressed the| His wife's thin lips y was right, the butler imost obstinate lines. “You must led nor had the bed|me be the best judge of his worth,” A look in the closet she said. “Sometimes a servant hat and overcoat m can remain too long in one place, stroked his chin and” picking her words with care,| ly; evidently Lambert had “I feel Lambert has outlived his haste that he had usefulness a butler oked delivering the le to| The ste BY s narrow margins, jus-|the quantity was served! poured into it. He emptied his eyp “In at the mere sug- *“'Twas in Lam-| SYNOPSIS: Jack Winslow, inced adopted son of Arnold Winslo dicappears when he is suspect- ed of murdcring Dr. Paul Kane by ¢ monoxide gas po ing. Kane had come ine Elsa Chace, beautiful pled girl, whom Jack love test the cider Winslow's theo; that the fraud. G. Th detective, is prebing the Kan mystery. Mrs. Lawrence a mys- terious who seems to have a r Elsa ch vealing its nature. her effects are found part of a bill from Dryden canitarium, Chicago, and a clipping with the words “The Dancing Silhouctte.” The thadow of a human being mad- ly dancing, has been seen twice in the Winclow home, bul al- ways cvades thoce who seek its source. Thorne climbs becide the heuse one sceking entry througi ficor windcw, whe low formerly experimented with chemistry. As he perches in the tree the dancing shadow ap- pears on the window curtain of the reom he secks to enter. Th light then goes through the window the room empty. Back in pitch-dark hallway of the see- Thorne skimmed through the sev- eral reports, conning them over to himself. No happenings were out lof the ordinary, each report giving but bare facts; that of the opera- tive on duty early Thursday eve- ning mentioned no one leaving Oak- lands, Was his theory wrong, then, as to Mrs. Lawrence’s mysterious visitor with the voice “soft and low,” admitted by the landlady’s daughter? “Hey! Wait a minute!” Mitchell gained Thorne’s side as he ran down the steps of the Municipal Building. “Have you had any re- sults from this?” holding up a ert’s room. And he gave i No. plucked Lambert he envelope ) you?” fell and to e to shawl wasn here when I took t be from under his pil TO PROSPECTIVE RADIO PURCHASERS Before you buy that new radio set Try a MAJESTIC New Models Now in Stock In other words shop around and buy the machine that suits you and the only way to satisfy yourself is to TRY A MAJESTIC IN YOUR OWN HOME FIRST. Alaska Electric Light and Power Co. Juncau—Phone 6 Douglas—Phone 18 that?" she When wa “Just r rd La m, ch, “Did you the halls?” swiftly. “N-n-no,” she protested, in her breath with a su: |“If I hadn't promised fwould have moved out of bed to- inight.” “Whom did you promise?” “Her that wanted the not iss Elsa Chase?” he asked. admitted, mbert creep out of a long time ago." put out the lights won hea in Among 'O d in bewilderment as 'he envelope Miss Chase” he re the how he visited Inspector to find that busy i+ sob pillow THE HOTEL OF ALASKAN HOTELS THE GASTINEAU Our Services to You Begin and Ead at the Gang Plank of Every Passenger-Carrying Boat HOLD INTRIGUE Pulling away the shawl which s enveloped her head, Thorne re ognized Lucy € id “Stop moanin > whispered sharply, givin, a shake to em- > his m Now,” a cea: what ling about the “I ain’t up to no harm,’ tested, her voice hc “Just on my Hou until Wins- usly. it hous she pro- “It’s the Little Things That Tell” That’s what big sister said to her boy friend as she pulled little brother out from under the sofa. But wait till big sister and the boy friend are man and wife, with a home of their own. Then how much m(ére she’ll realize the truth of her observation! her deoc back another sob. the first thing in the “Who?” as “Go to your room,” no answer hi I t I . “Say nothing ward his hip po ed. If you do,” threaten a woman ed her and she the chill significance turn you over ture. “Don't treated, ra plication hold on an tightly clench Thorne caught tI tered to the floor Chase’s r BURN DIAMOND BRIQUETS THE ALL-PURPOSE COAL Quick Starting —— Long Lasting PACIFIC COAST COAL Co. 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The little savings = the small economies — the slightly better values of which a good housekeeper takes advantage. — — | I RO Elsa Antiseptic Then’s when big sister will read the advyertisements as she never read them before. Comparing values; learning. reliable brands; watching theé bargain and reduction announcements . &/, The advertisements will ‘help her in a' thousand ways to take care of the little things, acquire the little short-cuts in time and effort—in the big job of running at home \ see ‘Thorne looked startled 75¢ the pint matter? Demonstrated at Thomas Hardware Co. UNDERWOOD TYPEWRITERS and TYPEWRITER SUPPLIES GEO. M. SIMPKINS CO. STATIONERY and PRINTING ! 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He turned the |expression at is the knob and pushed against the door. ! Are you ill? |1t was suill locked, apparently, for| For a » could not get| {it would not open. 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