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E DAILY ALASKA EMPIRE, FRIDAY, NOV. | Al GOING “(HRCUGH YOU CAUGHT HIiM THE BUREAU DRAWERS ?2? v/ DIDN'T YOU CALL ME ?? _Outrageous Fortune Poatiicia WenZworlh Chapter 47 DANGEROUS STORY AROLINE shut her eyes. She felt odd and light, like a soap-bubble that is just going to fly away. | When she opened them again, the Inspector was sitting at the writing- table. He had a sheet of paper be- fore him and a pen in his hand. Jim WAs sitting opposite to him, and Major Anderson was standing with his back to the mantelpiece. He was frowning as Caroline opened her eyes, He said, “Before you make a statement I had better tell you that Mr. Van Berg is expected to recover con- sciousness any tiine during the next few hours.” The inspector was full of disap- ¥soval. The law had been complied with; Mr. Randal had been warned. If he ran his head into a noose, so much the worse for him, and so much the better for the law. Major Anderson's frown deep- ened. He had known Jim Randal since he was eight yetrs old. He had dined at Hale Place four times a year for fifteen yeurs. He wasn't going to have Jim Randal bucketed jinto making a statement without owing what he was up against. “One moment, Inspector,” he said. “Now, Randal—you say you want to | | make a statement. Before you do 50 I think you ought to know that I saw Mrs. Van Berg this morning.” “Yes?” “She says that on the night of the sixth of August she came down be- tween eleven and twelve o’clock to get a book. She heard voices in the study, and she now says that she recognized one of them as yours.” “Yes,” said Jim—"1 was there. I think you had better let me make my statement. There really isn’t any time to lose. Meanwhile let me tell | you that the man who shot Elmer Van Berg and lifted the emeralds is Jim or Jimmy Riddell, and I left him twensy minutes ago having an inter- view with his wife up at St. Leon- ard’s Tower. Here's his description. Five-foot-eight or so—slim—wiry— two teeth missing in front—long nose—long chin—palish — between thirty and thirty-five—" "" mmy the Eel!” said the in- spector. “Well, you'd better look quickly or he'll get away. His wife's maiden name was Nesta Williams. She's af lcousin of the housekeeper at Pack- lham Hall, and she’s living with a brother, Tom Williams, at Happicot, Sandringham Drive, Ledlington nd.” The atmosphere in the room had changed. A »'Jimmy the Eel!” said the inspec- or under his breath. Then, “We'd better get hold of him. Exuse me, sir.” He lifted the telephone and spoke into it. Jim struck in. ‘His original idea was to get to 3lasgow, lie low there for a bit, and then get abroad. But I think he’s more likely to hang around here low—you'll see why presently.” 'The inspector nodded and went M2 with his instructions. Presently 1e hung up the receiver. “Now, Randal,” said Major Ander- ion. “Well,” said Jim, “I landed at Liv- arpool on the first of July—but if 7ou’ve been taking an interest in ne, I expect you know that. I was in he wreck of the Alice Arden on August eighth, and until about halt An hour ago I hadn’t the remotest dea of what had happened between Mose two dates—" He paused, and idded, “with one exception.” WAVE of excitement swept over Caroline. The color rushed to her cheeks. “Look here,” said Jim, “can I tell fhis my own way? I'll sign a formal itatement afterwards if you want ne to, but I'd like to tell it to you irst just as it happened. Can I do hat ?” sald Major 'Carry on.” “Well then, I understand that I vas taken to the Elston cottage hos- hital, where I kept on repeating the hame of Jim, or Jimmy Riddell fhey weren't sure at first whether was saying Riddell or Randal, so hey sent out a message with both hames. Next day Mrs, Riddell rolled ip, identified me as her husband, pd carried me off. “Now I come to what I do remem- her. 1 woke up next day in a per- ectly strange room. A perfectly trange young woman came in and _ssured me that my name vas Jim- oy Riddell, and that she was my Anderson. 31 D1d Pép_érs for Sale af Em})_ix"e Office HEY---11 CALM DOWN !t 1 WAS GONNA TFELL YOU T GOT THE GUY ALL WRONG--~ HE WASN'T OH, ON -+ IAE!S BACK TO BED-- WELL 225 LET HIM By BILLE DE BECK THIS TIME THEY'VE REALLY % £ NOW'S MY SLEEP ---- WE'LL: BE BACK BEFORE HE'S UP --- LET' HURRY -- = UP TO NCTHIN'--- wife. I couldn’t contradict her, be- cause as far as having any memory was concerned I might have been a new-born baby. “The only thing I remembered— and I didn’t know whether I was re- membering it or not—was someone holding up a string of square green stones under a bright light. “And there was a fog, and a voice talking in the fog—talking about the emeralds and Jimmy Riddell. It wor- ried me to death, because I couldn’t make out whether it was my own voice or not.” He paused. Major Anderson said, “This s a | most extraordinary story, Randal.” Jim went on again. “I'll cut it as short as I can, but you've got to understand the sort of state I was In. Nesta Riddell said | we'd been married on the 25th of | July at the Grove Registry office in London, and she told me that I had shot Elmer Van Berg and stolen eight very valuable emeralds on the night of the 6th of August. She wanted to know what 1 had done | with the emeralds. She said I was on the Alice Arden because I was on my way to Glasgow. She said ['d hid- den the emeralds before I went, and she wanted to know where they were.” AJOR ANDERSON took a step 4¥4 forward. “Really, Randal, I don’t know whether you hadn’t better see a doe- tor. This is the most extraordinary story!” Jim Randal laughed. “I know it sounds extraordinary, but I'm perfectly sane. I'd like to go | on if I may.” He went on. “Bits of my memor T back. It was like picture: could see myself drinking with El- mer Van Berg. I knew that I called him Elmer, and that his wife's name was Susie. And when I remembered all that, 1 got the wind up, because it seemed as if [ must have done it— and there were my finger-prints on the glass I'd used. “My one idea was to get out of Ledlington. Well, 1 started o6ut across country without any idea of where 1 was going. The most dam- ning thing was that Nesta Riddell really did think I'd got the emeralds there was no mistake about that. “To cut a long stary short, I went to Hale Place, and when I got there I remembered my name and who I was. In fact I remembered every- thing except the time between the first of July and the 13th of August —which was when I waked up at Happicot.” The inspector made a note of the dates. “I got into the house and I stayed there. You can understand that I | wanted time. I made up my mind to wait for a week and see what happened. I knew [ was exposing myself to suspicion, but ¥ decided to wait.” Jim went on speaking. “During the time I was at Hale Place the house was twice entered. There's a room there called the Blue Room. The burglar came straight to this room on both occasions. The first time he charged me and got away. The second time he got what he had come for—the emeralds.” “What?” said Major Anderson. “They were hidden in the Blue Room. He got away with them, and caught the last train into Ledling- ton, and I just missed it. I came on in the morning and watched for Mrs. Riddell. 4 “I watched the road all day, In the evening Miss Leigh met me. She had her car, and thanks to her I was able to follow Mrs. Riddell when she came out, She had taken ber brother’s motorcycle. We followed her to St. Leonard’s Tower. Miss Leigh remained in the field, and I went on to the ruins. “I overheard an interview be- tween Mrs. Riddell and the man. They quarrelled. She had parked the ‘money she had brought him eome- where, and absolutely refused to hand it over unless he showed her the emeralds. In the end he gave way. They were on one side of the Tower, and I was on the other, with one of those narrow slits between us. He struck a match, and there were the emeralds dangling about a yard away from me.” He paused. “Well?” said Major Anderson. “I grabbed them.” He dived into a pocket and flung a glittering heap of green and pear] upon the inspector’s foolscap. “There they arel” he said. (Copyright, 1938, J. B. Lippincott Co., re comin In the next chaoter the police re- main uncenvinced by Jim's tale. DOUGLAS NEWS BRIDGE ACROSS (CHANNEL TAKEN 'UP AT DOUGLAS A summary review of the pro- posed bridge ac the chan: situation was one of the interest- ing features of the regular meeting | of the Douglas Chamber of Com- merce last evening. It was brought out that very little opposition, if any, to the specified clearances of the proposed structure, providing that is the type of bridge the government may seq fit to build, { developed at the hearing held be- fore Lieut. Noyes in Juneau on Wednesday. Although there was more or less discussnon regarding different type | of bridges that might be preferred at the hearing it was the opinior of those at the meeting last night } | that such could mot be of real im- portance in the results of the he: ing, to be reported since that d S OF “BIG DRIVE” OPEN TOMORROW American Legion Sponsors Authentic Pictures of World War With fireworks to open the show and the Drum and Bugle Corps playing, both in front of the Coli- | seum Theatre and inside the big | house, “The Big Drive,” reproduc- ng authentic government pictures of the World War will be shown at that theatre beginning tomorrow, under the auspices of the American Legion, Alford John Bradford Post No. 4. The feet of marching men, from the farms and the cities of Am- erica, wrote history as they plod- ded through Fianders mud. The history they wrote unrolls on the screen of the Coliseum Theatre tomorrow where for the first times will be shown “The Big Drive,” the areat picture of the World War. Forty-five men of the United States Army Signal Corps gave ir lives in the filming of Am- orica’s fighting in France. “The Big Drive” is the result of the i . Combined with authentic [ cu | sion from the main issue. | of the situation, F. | was | torial Chamber of Commerce pe- s in the archives of the War Department of the United States are films supplied from other na- tions which were participants in the great war. Combined, they present a chron- vlogical picture of the greatest war in world history. No Hollywood version, this, but vas—stark and real. And, with a ckground of martial music and an illuminating running comment- ary by the producer, A. L. Rule, a cteran of the A. E. F., it holds, once, inspiration because the n was represented a digres- with the review A. J. Gallwas brought out a number of patent reasons why a high stationary span bridge would be preferable to a low lift or draw bridge. It decided that the local or- ganization should continue working | for the bridze. Approval of In connection the Alaska Terri tition to the United States Bu- reau of Mines regarding the min-,at | ing industry of Alaska received the | American soldier proved his brav- favorable consideration of the lo-|ery and a powerful argument for a cal body. | continuing peace The Chamber of Commerce alsc| And, as an historical record, it unanimously passed a resolution/is a picture which no school boy | thanking the Douglas City Council|or girl should miss. for its efforts in RS =SSN, construction here of a Govern- ment scheol which was badly needed. \ — e securing the ‘ PIONEERS’ AUXILIARY TO GIVE CARD PARTY AND PROGRAM THIS EVENING CREEK OVERFLOWS FLUME : Following the regular meeting to- |night, the Pioneers of Alaska Aux- A swollen creek above Fourth iliary will give a short Armistice Strest caused a considerable wash- Day program and a card party in out down E. Street Thursday ev- the I. O. O. F. Hall on Franklin ening, but outside of flooding one Street. of two cellars and carrying up| A full attendance of members considerable mud on the street and guests is expected to be present crossings, which has been repair- at the social gathering following ed, little damage resulted. |the meeting this evening. COLISEUM SIGNAL CORPS SATURDAY ‘CAMERAMAN DIED In Action to Make This Pictare! 1 . c?ur;"xslfln BY A. L. RULE FOR INSURANCE See H. R. SHEPARD & SON . Telephone 409 B. M. Behrends Bank Bldg. * Juneau Lumber Mills, Inc. FRYE’S BABY BEEF “DELICIOUS” HAMS and BACON Frye-Bruhn Company Telephone 38 Prompt Delivery WINDOW CLEANING GONE -~ CHANCE ! THE BROSS NOBODY "PETE, THE COULD HANDLE A JOB LIKE THIS -~ THIS MORNING | SITKA BOUND Due Here on Way South Sunday and Will Sail for | Seattle at Midnight Making a fast trip from Seattle,| in order to land the perishable | foodstuffs in Juneau in time for| the holiday trade, the motorship]| Northland, Capt. Leonard Williams ! and E. P. Winch, purser, docked | here this morning at I1 o'clock. It is scheduled to leave here for| Sitka at 3 oclock this afternoon and to leave Juneau southbound at midnight on Sunday. Those who arrived here from Seattle e: George B. Wright, E. B. Wilson, H. R. Brown, Mrs. H. Bergh, Norma Bergh, Harold Bergh, H. Hofmesietr, B. W. O'- Laughlen, Mrs. O'Laughlen, Pat O'Loughlen. From Southeast Al- aska ports, Mrs. L. Desmond, Mrs. H. L. Rinehart, Frank Metcalf, Harry Race, C. R. Wright, R. H. Stock, Julius Frank. Robert Har- ris, G. Duncap, Ed Ridley, Sig Swanson, Chester Worthington, I G. Anderson, Louis F. Paul, Mrs. L. F. Paul, Herb Bradley, F. Des- mond, Mrs. Z, M. Bradford, C. Jones, Claud Morrison, Paul Jos- cph, David Phillips, Mrs. M. Gloria Mrs, J. George, and Lewis Gloria. Through passengers for Sitka from the seuth were Lillian Oja, Neil Anderson, M. E. LeBlanc Dr. R. L. Carlson and A. J. McBain. - ee—— l‘..l.---;....{ . AT THE HOTELS . seecesesccmcoce Gastineau ! Oscar H. mari, Seattle; L. L.| Trimble, Seattle; Philip S. Smith, | U. S. Geological Survey; George Johnson; Leonard H. Delano, city; Guy F. Johnson, E. M. Axelson, Yakutat; George I. Clitherto, Se- atfle; Mr. and Mrs. Frank Curtls, Seattle; John A. Gravdahl; A. R.| Hillery, Skagway. Alaskan William Johnson, Cordova; John Comer, Cordova; J. D. Smith. Zynda J. J. Huffman, Yakutat. - —— Empire Want_Ads Pay. | AHH ---- \T'S A MASTERPIECE ! ESTEBETH,OFF ~ ON SITKA RUN LAST E gfims On 1ts reguiar freight and passenger run to Sit- ka and way points, the motorship Estebeth, Capt. Edward Bach and | David Ramsey, purser, left port | last evening at 6 o'clock. l Leaving here on the motorship | were, for Hoonah, S. Kane; for Hirst Chichagof, Mr. and Mrs. Rex Farly, John Jacobson and Ed. Kinnie. The Estebeth is due in Juneau BEN C. DELZELLE LEAVES | on its return trip, carly Monday < | morning. FOR SEATTLE ON ALASKA| i KNEW BUT PENMAN » Ben C. Deizeue, merchandise | MRS, THYRA MERRILL AND broker, left on the steamer Yukon | SONS TAKE RESIDENCE HERE for a short business trip to Seattl> and Olympia, Washington. He ex- pects to return in two or three weeks. | Mrs. Thyra Merrill and her two sons, Bob and Dick, have moved from the Gastineau Hotel to the Dan Russell house on Calhoun Avenue, where they will" reside. AR DTN | ot vany Empirc Want Ads Pay. ) “Tomorrow’s Styles Today” Store Open Tonight UNTIL 9 O’CLOCK For Your Convenience Everybbdyp Welcdlhe.’ : RUSSIAN WORKERS HONOR THE Seventeenth Anniversary OF THE i SOVIET REPUBLIC Moose Hall-Tonight DANCING LUNCH SINGING HARRY KRANE’S ORCHESTRA ENTERTAINMENT Doors Open 7 P. M. Admission: Gentlemen $1.00, Ladies Free (2 You Dance at the MOOSE HALL TONIGHT Visit the cap{iwi Beer Parlors Wi b ! & PHONE 485 ¥o oo ., He HAS TO Do It! BUT You Don’t The Finest Bowl of NEW YORK CHILI made in home style! L] BOWL 10¢ Pioneer Cafe JK Paul Nick Novak THRILL! 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