Evening Star Newspaper, October 8, 1921, Page 8

BY FRANK L. PACKARD. Copyright, 1981, by Copyright, 1821, by (Continued from Yesterday’s Star.) Nicolo Capriano was lcaning forward in his bed, and there was a new, fever- ish light in the coal-hlack eyes—like some long-smoldering flame leaping suddenly into a blaze. “Go on!" he breathed impatiently. “Go on! Ah! I can see it alll” “Runty Mott and his crowd must bave been trailing me.” Dave Hen- derson smiled grimly. “They thought both the fly-cop and myself were drunk. But to cover their own game and make their play at me they had to get the fiy-cop out of the road first. One of the gang came into the saloon. faked a quarrel with the fly-cop, and knocked him out. 1 didn’'t know what was up until then, when I caught sight of Runty Mott and the rest of his crowd pushing in through the door.” Dave Henderson's smile grew a little grimmer. “That's all! They start- ed something—but they didn’t finish it! They had it all framed up well enough—the lights switched off, and all that, So as to lay me out and ki nap me, and then SLOW me away SO where and make me talk.” He jer his hand toward his torn garment: s a bit of a fight.” he sai jetly. “I left them there pawing thel Qir in the dark, and 1 was down here | in vour porch before any of them got | out to the lane. I fancy there's { little row up there now on account of | that fly-cop they put to sleep.” % Nicolo Capriano’s hand reached out| and began to pat excitedly at Dave| Henderson’s sleeve. “It is like the old da feverishly. “It is like the warming up an old man's veins again. ; Yes, yes: it is like the old days back once more! Ah, my voung friend, if T had had you on the night that Tony Lo- mazzi was trapped, instead of—but ihat is too late, eh? Yes—too late! But you are clever, and you.use your head, and you have the courage. That is what I like! Yes, assuredly, 1 will help you, and not only for Tony Lo- mazzf's saks, but for your own. You shall have your chance, your fighting chance, my young friend, and you will run down your man"—his voice was rising In excitement—“and the money “—eh! Yes, yes! And Nicolo Capriano Will help you!” He raised his voice still higher. “Teresa! G \ he said} oung blood Here, Teresa' he shouted. i The door opened; the girl stood on| the threshold. “Father,” she said reprovingly, “you are exciting vourself aga The old bomb king’s voice was in- stantly subdued. “No, I am not! You see—my little one! You see, I am quite caim. And now listen to me. This is Tony Lo- mazzi's friend. und he v rourer e our friend. Is it not so? Well, then, listen! He is in need o1 heip. 1he - | lice must not get him. So, first, he| must have some clothes instead of| those torn ones. Get him some of mine. They will not fit very well—but they will do. Then you will telephone Em- manuel that I have a guest for him| who _does not like the police. a guest by the name of Smith—that is enough for him to kfiow. And tell Emmanuel that he is to come with his car, and wait a block below the lane. And aft- er that again you will go out, Teresa, and let us know if all is safe, and if there is still any police, or any o elSe, in the lane. Eh? Well, run then:” | “Yes,” she sald. She was looking at Dave Henderson now, and there was a friendly smile in the dark, steady eyes, though she still addressed her father. “And what news does he bring us of Tony 2" “You will know by and by, when there is time,” her father answered avith sudden brusqueness. “Run now!” She was back in a few moments with an_armful of clothes; then once more left the room, this time closing the door behind her. Nicolo Capriano pointed to a second door at the side of the room. “There is the bathroom, my young friend.” he said crisply. “Go in there and wash the blood off your face, and change your clothes.” Dave Hendeérson hesitated. “Do you think it is safe for-her, for your daughter, to go out there?” he demurred. “There was more of a row than perhaps I led you to imagine, and the police—" “Safe!” The old Itallan grinned sud- denly in derision. “Listen, my young friend, you need have no fear. My «aughter is a Capriano—eh? Yes, and like her father, she is more than a match for all the police In San Fran- cisco. Go now, and change! It will not take Emmanuel long to get here.” It took Dave Henderson perhaps ten minutes to wash and bathe his bruises, and change into the Italian’s clothes. At the expiration of that time he surveyed the result in a small mirror that hung on the wall. The clothes were readymade, and far from new; they were ill-fitting, and they bulged badly in places. His appearance was not flattering! He might have passed for an Itallan navy in hard luck and —— He smiled queerly, as he turned from the mirror and transferred the money he had received from Square John Kelly, together with his few be- longings, from the pockets of his dis- carded suit to those of the one he now had on. He stepped out into the bedroom. - Nicolo Capriano in turn surveyed the metamorphosis critically for a moment—and nodded his head in ap- vroval. “Good!” ejaculated the old bomb king. “Excellent!” He rubbed his thin fingers together. “Yes, yes, it is like the old days again! Ha, ha, old Nieolo still plays a hand in the game, and old Nicolo's head is still on his shoulders. Three or four days! That would be easy even for a child! Em- manuel will take care of that. But we must do better than that—eh? . § - " THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, .D. C., SATURDAY, OCTOBER 8, 1921—PART T. MUTT AND JEFF—VWell, Anyway, Mutt Got His Shoes Shined. : el Tegistered U. 8. Pat. Of.) 3 WANTED: - A PoRTER DOWNTO! 1YY FINE!. AND HERE's Te :m. -ru‘fim PIFTEEN CENTS. GO F see ouT AND BuY M& A e CAnb TE THREE FIVE CENT Jos FOR 4EFF: T CIGARS. LookS WKE A 1LoNG HARD v JEEE, 1F YoULL SHU MY SHoes XLl Give I CERTAINLY N€eD A You FIFTEEN CEARS SHINE AND YT T HATE T RUN Down) T® THE CoRNER T® 6ET 11, MAYBe JEFF WOULD Like THE JoB! Heee Are YouR sHoes, MUTT) Public Ledger Cs. R. H. Davis Corp. son. “Go at_once! My daughter will take you to Emmanuel.” ‘Dave Henderson caught the other’s hand. "Yes, but look here,” den huskiness in his voice, “You want to thank me—en?" sald the old bomb king, shaking his head. “Well, my young friend, there will be time enough for that. You will see me againeh? Yes! When old Nicolo sends for you you will come. Until then——you _will ' remember! Do ~not move from your room! Now, g0 Teresa spoke from' the doorway. “Yes, hurry, please” she said quietly. “The lane was empty a few minutes ago, but- ~ She shrugged her ghoul- ders, significantly. Dave Henderson, with a final nod to the propped-up fgure in the hsd.l turned and followed Teresa along the pussage and out into the porch. Here she bade him wait, while she went out again info the lane, but in a minute more she called out to him in'a whis- he sald, a sud- member of George Washington Post. | help unemployed. Urban Ledoux pro- | missioners to conduct open hearinus American Legion. Col. Sherrill urges | poses home for jobless here. Two {on wharf question. l’re!ld(m_l sechs immediate erection of archives build- | killed and seven hurt in burning of | fund for plan of memorial bridge. being told that it was the little. Bear's | Farmer Erown's Boy w: alone in mother. J the berry patch. “Phew” said he in per to join her. l I T E With a yell, Farmer Brown's Boy|a shaky voice, as he brushed himself They passed out of the lane and headed for the nearest trees, and you | off. “there are too many Bears for|ing here, to be followed by special | National Hotel. Col. Kutz, retiring | Among those who died were Hamil- into the cross street. A little ahead may be sure no moss grew under his buildings_ for controller general and | Engineer Commissioner, expresses | ton Smith, Alfred Wood, Edward 11 fect. He didn't even look over his (Copyright, 1921, by T. W. Burgess.) bureau of internal revenue. Paul B. hopes for city's future. Chapin |Andree Mrs. EV. Stoddard, Andren assistant | Brown appointed attorney for rent | L Fant, Mrs. W, % ,mmission. Col. Kutz deplores low | Fowler, Charles W. Davis and Mr: strict of Columbia salaries. Com- 'L. R. Messenger. of them Dave Henderson could see a small car, its hood up, standing By the curb. She stopped suddenly. “Emmanuel has seen me," she sald. Cromelin resigned as United States attorney for District. ‘Washington first to heed advice to shoulder to see if Mother Bear was gaining. Nor did he stop to pick his way. He crashed through bushes and Jjumped over logs. Now. it happened that Buster Bear rBEDTIME [ some | t lannounced today. ‘That is all that is necessary to iden- y_vou' She held out her hand. “I—I hove you will get out of your danger safely.” “If I do,” said Dave Henderson, fer- vently, She shook_ her head. “No,” she said. “You will have to thank Tony Lomaszi.” He wanted to say something to de- tain her there for a moment or two longer, even under those most in- auspicious of circumstances—but five vears of prison had not made him glib of tongue. or quick of spefch. She was very prstty—but it was not her prettiness alone that made her appeal There was something of winsomene: about the litife, gracetul little figure, and something to admire in the quiet self-reliance, and the cool composure with which, for instance, she had just accepted the danger of possible, and decidedly unpleasant, interference by the police in the lane. “But I can't thank Tony Lomaszzi. since he fs dead.” he blurted out—and the next instant cursed himself for a raw-tongued, blundering fool. In the rays of the street lamp a little way off he saw her face go deathly white. Her hand that was in his #losed with a quick involuntary clutch and fell away—and there came a little moan of pain. “Dead!” she said, “Tony—dead And then she seemed to draw Her little form erect—and smiled—but the great dark eyes yere wet and full of Mexican government must pledge e ¥ {ex Voloe broke. "Good- | bear. They simply stood staring at | walking silently, he had returned and s 3 . . - hiEht: She sald, hurriedly—and turn. | each other. Then Farmer Brown's|had just reached the edge of the berry |360UrItY: Chlef Justice Taft gworn Our First Prices Are Low Efl"“flh to Insure Quick Disposal B Alainty awas Boy did some rapid thinking. Datch as Farmer Browns Boy discov. |in. Six candidates in New. York . : J £ He watched her, gnawing viciously | = ‘That little chap has lost his moth_ i crea Mrs. Bear. mayoralty contest, one in jail. Hol- Goods do not sell simply because they are low priced—they must be right in = at his lip, cursing at himself again for a blundering fool, until she disap- peared in the lane; and then he, to turned an walked to the waiting car. A man in the drivers seat reached out and opened the door of the ton- neau. “Me Emmanuel,” he sa compla- cently, in broken Englis] “You no give-a damn for da police any more. 1 gotta da room where you hide—safe. See? Over da restaurant. You eat, you sleep, you give-a da cops da laugh.” Dave Henderson stepped into the car. His mind was in a chaotic whirl. A thousand diverse things ‘seemed struggling for supremacy—the police and Runty Mott—Millman—Capriano, the queer, sick Capriano—the girl, the girl with the wondrous face, who cried because Tony Lomazzi was dead —a thousand things impinging In lightning flashes that made a vortex of his_brain. They found expression in a sort of debonair facetiousness. “Some boy, Emmanuel!” he sal and flung himself down on the seat. “Go _to 1t!" (Continued {n Tomorrow’s Star.) —_— CANADA ELECTIONS DEC. 6. OTTAWA, Ont., October 7. — The Canadian general election will be held December 6, Premier Meighen Nominations will be made November 22. Parliament will be summoned January 17, 1922. f i i 3 19.50. All-wool Scarfs, $3.45. . The Frederick and Washington Bus Line HI . o Velour and Bolivia Coats, - New Pongee Blouses, $2.85. Phene W. V. WOLF, Proprietor $19.50. : UNION 3451, 124 E. Third Street, Frederick, Md. Misses' Velour and Tricotine Suits Handmade Blouses, $1.65 SAVINGS BANK Frederick, Md., Sept. 23, 1921. i B : OLDEST SAVINGS Mr. Joseph McReynolds, Prest. £ d:;;: Suits, :31_7‘5,,4“' sieas: g:fl;fi."}fbfffiiué.fifn, $7.50. i BANK IN WASHINGTON WELCOMES YOUR ACCOUNT 710 YTH 8T. N. . And that is not so simple! To hide away from the police is one thing, and to outwit them completely is an- other! Is it not s0? You must give the old man, whose brain has grown rusty because it has been so long idle, time to think. eh? It will do you no good if You always have to hide— eh? But, listen, you will hide while ! old Nicolo thinks—you understand? You can trust Emmanuel—but tel nhim nothing. He keeps a little restau- rant, and he will give you a room up- stairs. You must not leave that room. rou must not show yourself, until you | ircar _from me. You quite under- stand?" | “You need not worry on that score!" | said Dave Henderson, grimly. : ‘Good!" cried the old Italian again. | “Only my daughter and myself will know that you are there. You can| ve it to old Nicolo to find a way. Yes, yes'—excitement was growing | pon the man again; he rocked his body to and fro—*old Nicolo and the police—ha, ha! Old Nicolo, who_is | siying in his bed—eh? And—" Hi voice was hushed abruptly; he lower- |} «d himself back on his pillows. “Here is Teresa!” he whispered. *“She will say Iam exciting myself again. Bah! I i m strong again with the old wine in girl stood again on the threshold.! 11, my little one?” he purred. & “immanuel has come.” she said.!Ml on shares maturing ip 45. | > 0 . ‘L:'..”.;é;.‘:fi%“‘:‘.::,;’o" e s i or 83 months. It Proprietor. $1.50. sm.I;!To,ypa:;.m&, a::k szzrd. ne. Tt ls safe ; Sy 5 . Ao _ fcolo Capriano nodded, . fl Pays 4 Per Cent : 9o Y omes Fineribbed Union Suits, pp i and Fancy Turkish Towels, s aheant on shares withdrawn'be- | ; ) 3 en’s Fine-ribbed Union Suits, 12Y4c. By ] e v | COMMERCIAL AUTO SUPPLY CO. ||[[f cvomere Fiverited tion s " Don't Delay Painting It is false ecomomy. Now is the best season of the yesr to paint. and Ferguson is ready to do the werk to vour satisfaction, Iaterior and Exterior Work. w. & FERGUSON, INC. 33, Pa‘uting Department, Fh. N. £31-238. His hands lay suddenly | Bouquet Coffee “Burchell’s” 1325 F St. NW. BUILDING Pays 6 Per Cent Assets More Than ; $7,000,000 JAMES BERRY, Presideat: JOSHUA W. CARR, Secretary . 11 have you and your father | to thank for it | Too Many Bears. BY THORNTON W. BURGESS. If ever you should meet a Bear, Watch out it doesn’t prove a pair. —Farmer Brown's Boy. If Boxer, the lost little Bear, was surprised when he came face to face with Farmer Brown's Boy, he was no more so than was Farmer Brown's Boy. You remember that just about as he was ready to start for home with his berries he had heard a noise over in the woods which sounded to him like some one crying. He was Just about to start to try to find out the cause of it when he noticed that the sound was drawing nearer. So he stood still and waited. Nearer and nearer came that whim- pering cry and more and more puzzled grew Farmer Brown's Boy. Never had he heard a cry quite like that. Then he heard a rustling in the brushes and a moment later out ran a little bear and at sight of him stopped short, his little eyes looking as if they would pop right out of his head. ‘The eyes of Farmer Brown's Boy looked very similar. He was so as- tonished that for a full minute he didn't move. Neither did the little er,” thought Farmer Brown's Boy. “T would love to have him for a pet. I wonder 1f I can catch him, and it 1 can_handle him if I do catch him: 1 wish he was a little smaller. He don't know what to make of me. I'll see if I can get nearer to him.” Speaking In a soothing tone, Farm- er Brown's Boy advanced slowly and quietly, while the little bear stared. Then, with a squeal, the little bear dodged to one side and started to run. Farmer Brown’s Boy started after him, bent on catching him if he could. Over in the bushes on the other side of the berry patch there was a sudden crash. Farmer Brown's Boy looked back over his shoulder.. Right Ithen and there he forgot all about that little Bear. Charging across that berry patch straight for him was a big, brown Bear. He knew without had silently stolen back to the berry | patch. He thought that by that time the Yellow Jackets must have forgot- | ten their anger and he intended to THEN, WITH A SQUEAL, THE LIT- TLE_ BEAR DODGED SIDE and STARTED TO RUN. keep a safe distance from their home. He wanted more of those berries. It seemed to him that he had had hardly ‘more than a taste that morning. So, As luck would have it, Farmer Brown’s Boy was headed straight for him. That yell frightened Buster half out of his wits, and with a loud snort he in his turn took to his heels. Farmer Brown's Boy had a glimpse of a big black animal just in front of him. He yelled again, caught his toe under a root and fell sprawling, expecting every second to feel great claws in his back. He scrambled to his feet, stumbled and fell again. It seemed to him that there were Bears all around him. This time when he got to his feet he looked behind hastily. No Bear was after him. Making for the woods on the other side was a big brown Bear with a small brown cub and a small black cub at her heels. Just disappearing in another direction was Buster Bear. In less than a minute Eplito: October 8, e of Events Up-to 1921, FOREIGN. German reparations to France in sured; German bankrupicy prevent- ed. Japanese Prince Tokugawa salls for limitation of armament conference October 15. Allles to attempt reduc tion of Rhine army cost. Turk victory before Angora increases prestige. NATIONAL. Secretary Mellon urges funding of war loan debts. Director Forbes of Veterans' Bureau attacks vocational system for ex-service men. Repre- sentatlve Upshaw proposes investi- gation of all secret bodies along with that of Ku Klux Klan. E. A. Shepard TO ONE| succeeds Alonzo Tweedale as general House controller. of Shipping Board. hearings on Ku Klux Klan set for October 11. Army announces Officers’ Reserve Corps rules. Undersecretary of State land, Belgium and Portugal invited ao arms parley. Naval reservists plan ght on Navy Department order dis- enrolling them. Chief Justice Taft asks for eighteen more judges in various parts of the country. Gen Leonard Wood placed on retired lis of the Army. DISTRICT OF COLUMBIA. Col. Charles Keller sworn in as Dis- Drive to be made for appropriations to continue work on Anacostia flats. trict Engineer Commissioner. George Washington Post, American Legion, scores disenrollment of naval School building de- lays blamed on too small a force of elected reserve force. architects. Marshal Foch 8 AM. and 5 PM. Cars leave Frederick, Md. The Commercial Auto and Supply Co., 817 14th St. N. W., Washington, D. C. Dear Mr. McReynolds: I would be lacking in appreciation if I failed to tell you of the wonderful service I have received from my Studebaker car. I have driven one of your Studebaker Seven-passenger Tour- ing Cars, with an average load of six passengers and baggage, more than 163,000 miles in my Washington-Frederick Bus Line " business, over rough roads and heavy grades, rain or shine, in making my daily schedule and numerous side trips. Despite this very heavy usage, its gasoline consumption has been very economi- | (Signed) Thisls a very Motorist Should Read This Letter Cars leave Raleigh Hotel, Washington, D. 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Ouy principle of quick sale makes it necessary for us to dispose of all goods in the Down Stairs ¢ quently— style, right in quality and right i price. Our separate buying organization of experts, constantly the right style. Forty-one years of value-giving is fully emphasized in this New £ . as all goods must pass the same rigid tests, no Down Stairs Store of lesser pric matter for what section of our store they are bought. Below is an interesting list of goods of right price—of right quality— - and of right style. Wool Skirts, $5.95. Checked and Plaid Skirts, $7.50. Prunella Skirts, $8.75, $9.75 and $10.75. Squirrel Chokers, $9.75. Wool Dresses, $13.75, $14.75 and $16.75. Tricotine Dresses, $16.75. Canton Crepe Dresses, $18.75. Georgette Dresses, $18.75. Tricotine Dresses, $18.75 Women’s Velour Suits and Coats, Canton Crepe and Crepe-back Satin Dresses, $24.75. Poiret Twill and Tricotine Suits, $24.75. \ Fur-trimmed Velour Suits, $29.50. 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Extra Size Georgette Blouses, $6.95. ' - Children’s Suede-like Tams, $1.18. = Children’s Silk Velvet Tams, $2.95. Children’s Beaver Hats, $3.95. Children’s Felt Hats, $1.95 Tailored Hatter’s Plush Sailors, $3.95. . Silk Beaver Sailors, $5.00. Lyons and Panne Velvet Dress Hats, o cal and, including the time required to burn carbon and make minor $5.00. - Surprisingly Good repairs, the car has been out of continuous daily use less than Fur-trimmed Bolivia Coats, $39.50. - Lyons, Panne Velvet and Duvetyn g 25 Per pound BHE meck el : , Fur-trimmed Ramona Coats, $39.50. Hats, $7.50. C - This Studebaker car is now in excellent running condition, and Cloth and Silk Dresses, $39.50. Trimmed Hats, $10.00. 2-Button Suede-finish Gloves, 45¢c. - 12, 14 and 16 Button Silk Gloves, $1.45. & Suede-finish Gauntlet Gloves, 75¢. Three-quarter-size Sheets, $1.25. Sheets, 81x90, $1.35. . Huck Towels, 10c. Hemstitched Huck Towels, 20c ASSOCIATION Mane et wishep 1o, ' Children’s Cotton - Pilloweases, 30¢. 5. Yours very truly, H ose, 95 c gmbéve’ ;:;:t;:' :mhus, $2.95. - Outing Flannel, 16¢c yard. £ Chambray, 10c yard. Wash Cloths, 8¢ Diaper Cloth, $1.40 10-yard bolt. = Sfl"h Nearii v STUDERAKER SERVICE . STUDEBAKER SERVICE 1.75. Bedsgreads, $1.95. $800,000 AN A s, Studebaker Year Cashen carags | = Childrents Hoavy Union Suits 75e. Linen Runners and Table Tops, 90c. i & o | i ests; ice 5 apkins, il Corner 11th and E Sts. N.W: f WATCH US MAKE WASHINGTON A STUDEBAKER CITY $1.65, Table Cloths, $1.15. -