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MARSH MURDER Copyright, 1928, by Bell Syndicate, Inc BARR MAVITY THE STORY THUS FAR. Shella O'Shay. formeriy Populsr Actress and now the wife of the young multi-million- aire, Don Elisworth, disappears, leaving no visits Dr. Cav: husisstic young reporter of ent 1o cover the case. It ‘avanaugh's home. By accident he meets the doctor's adopted daughter. a autiful youns woman. ter learns that she is intensely interested in the Ellsworth me reason. and he decides that o _(Continued From Yasterday's Star.) CHAPTER VIIL ETER PIPER drove Bossy back to the Herald office in a state of inner turmoil such as he had seldom known. “Well—for the moment—you win!” he had said. And Barbara had not refused the hand which Peter ex- tended. At that moment of parting she had looked more than ever like Alice in ‘Wonderland grown up. . Impossible to connect a girl like that ‘with a secret—perhaps a sinister secret. ‘Why, she would not have looked out of place playing house with acorn dishes under a spreading tree! Peter smiled at the picture—a dreamy boy’s smile, such as no member of the Herald staff had ever seen on his face. ‘He brought himself up with a start. Because a girl was young and pretty— childlike even—was no reason at all why she might not be capable of the whole range of human passions and acts. The cleverest woman forger of her time, in- ‘terviewed by Peter in the city jail, where she waited trial, had been a neat, moth- erly person, who looked as if she spent her afternoons in baking cookies and her evenings in tatting. Mary Saunders, the “tiger woman,” who had Killed her rival by inviting her to call and then efficlently battering her skull with the fire tongs, had a sweet, appealing face and the air of one misunderstood by a eruel, and captious world. And there was more—much more—to Barbara Cavanaugh than an attractive face. “That's where women have the edge on us every e!” Peter growled. “There’s something to that Turkish ( veil idea. If they all wore veils, they'd get away with considerably less.” He forcibly clawed his mind away from the intrusive image of Barbara's yellow-brown hair, curved above small, close-set ears. He even shut his eyes, narrowly missing collision with ring truck. *“All that aside——" he murmured. All that aside, a wave of spontaneous admiration lifted him on its crest. “Hc0-00-00, hu-hu-hu-hoo,” he whis- tied under his breath. “That girl is no fool!” he crowed, and found an inexplicable delight in the ad- mission. Well, he was no fool either, if it came to that. Suppose, with those fantastic, story book notions of honor in her head, she had felt that Don Elis- worth’s defection was an affront to be avenged. Suppose she had taken mat- ters into her own hands to oust Sheila specta young great story! And written + would write it—delicately, with the fairytale quality in it. “There's a little thing like loyalty.” Peter found that, remembering her words, he remembered almost audibly h. just as hers was to her father, not to - | him. Personalities must not interfere. He | legend of “Big Joe" McCullen, owner of t | picked up for stealing an automobile in | ls- | the course of a drunken spree. was the honor of newspaperdom. - | than the newspapers. This girl's life— | the tone of her voice, like a little wind i in the trees. But his'loyalty was to the paper, not to a girl whom he had seen only once, That was the code. He remembered the 2 paper in Sacramento, who had refused to suppress the story in his own paper when his boy went wrong and was ‘That And yet—was it all warped, perverted. narrow, this code that the paper came before all else? There was more to life Peter shot across a boulevard stop sign, and listened with unaccustomed meekness to the irate words of the traffic cop. The neatly printed “Press Car” sign on Bossy's grimy windshield goaded the policeman to fury. “You reporters think you own the earth!” he bellowed | But Peter did not respond with the | expected “comeback,” and the police- man, somewhat disappointed by a too complete success, retired to his corner. However, the encounter served to clear Peter'’s mind. He found that, unaware, he had arrived at a decision. It was a compromise decision, and he admitted with wry honesty that it marked his first divigation from the singleness of his newspaper code. Nev- ertheless, he knew what he would do. He would “hold” the story, but He would keep an eye on Barbara Cava- naugh. He gave that hostage to his gods. And if it “broke big”—then there would be no question. If there was a direct connection between Barbara Cavanaugh and the disappearance of Sheila O'Shay, he would have no choice but. to act. For the present, Jimmy would have to be satisfied with a re- port of “nothing ‘doing,” and if he didn't like it he could jolly well do the other thing! At the thought of facing Jimmy Sears Peter felt unac- countably, and most unjustifiably, like a champion defending with his body & damsel in distress. And Barbara would have no inklings of this sacrificial heroism—she did not know Jimmy Sears! ¥ ‘When Peter banged open the door of the local room, however, he was immediately aware of fresh hurricanes. “My God, Piper, I thought you were dead!” . The city editor's eye shade was pushed far up on his bristling red | hair—a sure sign of excitement. “Where | have you been—to Los Angeles? Copee | bo-oy?’ He ‘snatched the telephone with one hand and thrust a bundle of coj across the desk with the other, t this down. More to come on the Tule Marsh story!” he shouted over his shoulder to the semi- | Identification Bureau. THE EVENING STAR. WASHINGTON, T. T, TUESDXY, OUTOBER 3. 1928 spouted clattering out of their long black tubes or were sent rumbling down those same tubes to the compos- ing room below. “You, Piper get busy on this. Un- identified body found in the Tule Marsh beyond El Cerrito. Go over to city hall and_get Camberwell of the PFind out what, if anything, they know. I've been waiting for you. You're the only man sure to get to Camberwell, thanks to that story you wrote when he was be- ing razzed by the department. Tell him we won't print without permis- sion, of course, but get him to give you something. It looks like murder!” ‘The city editor pushed his eye shade even farther back on his brow, at the angle, though far from the effect, of a medieval halo. His harsh voice was jubilant. Any one would have thought that murder to him was a joyous occa- ' sion—as, indeed, it was. Peter exhaled a tremendous breath of relief. After all, he had not let the paper down. With a new front- page story breaking, the affairs of Bar- hn);a Cavanaugh could well afford to wait. “H00-00-00, hu-hu-hu-hoo,” whistled Peter in a waiting minor, and darted crosswise of the traffic to the city hall. (Copyright, 1928, by the Bell Syndicate, Inc.) TO BE CONTINUED. 3 e 47 An American company in Venezuela is said to have shipped 3,900 ounces of Two Ways to Avoid Sour Stomach AMPERING the stomach as you grow older is ome way to keep out of trouble! But it’s far more pleasant to eat what you choose, and let Pape’s Diapepsin keep the stomach free from excess acid. Plenty of people past “three- score-and-ten” keep stomachs young because they know this one secret. 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