New Britain Herald Newspaper, April 28, 1922, Page 11

) Qo ind Company 14+ A By ‘ . 1‘ Fate had secn fit to shape the life of young BARRY HOUSTON into a series of tragic molds. A bitter experience in his past caused his father to lost falth in his son and therefore begqueathed to him timber holdings in Tabernacle only on condition that a high out-put be maintained. Mysterious accidents have prevent- ed this and Houston, arriving from Boston, fines that this is due to the treachery of his mill superintendent, FRED THAYER. Houston {8 as- sisted in his work in the timber chuntry by BA'TISTE RENAUD, an cccentric French-Canadian, wose life has been saddened by the double trage- dy of his son's death in I7rance and the unsolved murder of his wife, Houston discharges Thayer despite the remonstrances of AGNES JIERDON, a girl who has a mysterious hold over Houston. The mill is burned. Houston decides to carry on the fight when he is con- fronted with a forged lease which turns his timber rights over to neighboring lumber company. Houston claims he doesn't remem- ber signing such lease. In the presence of MEDAIN), ROBINETTE, to whom Houston is attracted, Thayer says Houston probably doesn’t remem- ber the night he murdered his cou- sin TOM LANGDON. a GO ON WITH THE STORY ‘White-hot with anger, Barry Hous- ton lJurched forward, to find himself caught in the arms of the sherif and thrown back. He whirled—and stopped, looking with glazed, dead- ened eyes into the blanched, horri- fied features of a girl who evidently | had heard the accusation, a girl who stood poised in revulsion & moment before she turned, and, almost run-| ning, hurrled to mount her horse and ride away. And the strength of anger| left the muscles of Barry Houston. The red flame of indignation turned to a sodden, dead thing. He could only realize that Medaine Robinette had heard him accused without a| single statement given in his own be- hal that Medaine, the girl of his smoke-wreathed dreams, now fully and thoroughly believed him—a mur- derer! CHAPTER IX Dully, Houston turned back to the sheriff and to the goggle-eyed Ba'tiste, [ trying to fathom it all. Weakly he mo- tioned toward Thayer, and his words| when they came, were hollow and ex- pressionless: That's a lic, Sheriff. T'Il admit that I have been accused of murder. SHE SEEMED TO HESITATE AND TOOK A SUDDEN RE- SOLVE. FURNITURE PIECE BY PIECE No need to furnish a § home complete at one time. i Buy the articles here, g piece by piece, as it is con- venient to you. In this way the room when finished will be as tasteful as if fur- nished 'all at once—and the cost will not be noticed. Deferred payments glad- ly arranged. C. C. Fuller Co. 40-56 FORD ST. Hartford Next Mon., Tues., Wed. HAROLD LLOYD in “A SAILOR-MADE MAN” 5000 Feet of Laughier CLEAN-UP WEEK Have You Everything You Need? RUBBISH RAKES AND HOES GARDEN BARROWS LAWN GR CHI-NAMEL SCREEN PORCH FURNITURE PAINT The Abbe Hardware Co. Tel. 407 {| Well, now I no belleve either!” | don't believe 1t? You don't—' W| It sent a new flow of blood through b the veins R [ simple, W | nume | ened, wrinkle-faced little Jen- i | and glanced at the specifications, g “Jenkins!” | sharp, insistent. M| entered, rubbing his hands, T T* was acquitted. You say that noth- ing counts but the court action—anc that's all T have to say in my behalf. In regard--to this, I'll obey the court order until I can prove to the judge's satisfaction that this whole thing is| a fraud and fake. In the meanwhile, almost piteously, “do you care to go with me, Ba'tiste?" Heavily, silently, the French-Cana- dian joined him, and together they| walked down the narrow road to the camp, Neither spoke for a jong time. “Well, Ba'tiste,” came in strained tones, “I might as well hear it now. You'll only be leaving a sinking ship.” “What you d “That depends entirely on you, If yvou're with me, I fight. If not—well frankly—I don't know." *"Member the mill, when he burn down?" “You no believe Ba'teese did heem. had “You “Honestly, Ba'tiste?” Houston gripped the other man's arm. “Ba'teese believe M'sieu Houston, You look like my Plerre, My Pierre, (he could do no wrong. Ba'teese satis- of Barry Houston—that quite statement of the old trapper. His volce bore a vibrant tone, almost of excitement; “1I'm going back to Boston tonight. I'm going to find out about this. There's fraud, Ba'tiste—and I'll prove it if I can get back to Boston, Miss | Jierdon knows the truth about this whole thing—evry step of the way. Will you tell her?” “Oui. Ba'teese tell her—ahout the and M’sien Thayer, what he v. You go Boston tonight?” kins met him at the Boston office. ““You're back, Mr, Houston! I didn’t know whejher to send the notice from the Mountain, Plains and Balt Lake Railroad. It just came yesterday.” Abstractedly, Houston picked it up Houston's volce was The weazened man “Have tracts?” “Only one, sir.” “One? What!"” “The one you signed, sir, to Thayer and Blackburn, just a week or so be- fore you started out West. Don't you remember, sir; you signed it, to- gether with a lease for the flume site and lake?” “J signed nothing of the sort!” “You certainly did, sir.” . “You're lying!” “I don't lie, sir. T attested the signa- ture and saw you read both con- we any stumpage con- BURNERS ASS SEED VARNISHES PAINT 279 Main St. NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, FRIDAY, APRIL 28, 1%22. hale night and moming— oy Y- NFLUENZA .. e e Desart | iShe VAPORUB ver 17 Million Jars Used Yearly | S s smwaemses tracts, Pardon, sir, but if any one's Iying, sir—it's yourself!" CHAT R X Ten minutes after that, Barry Hous ton was alone in his office, Jenkins was gone, discharged; and Houston felt a sort of rellief in the knowledge that he had departed. He returned to Tabernacle and at tempted the only solution; eh must secure timber from Medaine Robin- ette and bid on the railroad contract Houston felt that he would be pre-. suming to ask it of her—himself a stranger against whom had come the accusation of murder. Yet, withal, in a way, he welcomed the chance to sce her and to seek to explain to her the deadly thrusts wich I'red Thayer had sent against him. Medaine's hand trembled slightly as she extended it to Ba'tiste. Hous- ton she recelved with a bow—forced, he thought. “We have come for busincss, Me- daine,” Ba'tlsto announced. “M'sieu Houston, he have need for flume site." She seemed to hesitate then and Houston took a sudden resolve. It might as well be now as later, “Miss Robinette,” he began, com- ing forward, T realize that all this necrs some explunation. Ispecially,” and he halted, "about myself.” Houston came directly to the ques- tion. “It's simply this, Miss Robinette. If T am guilty of those things, you don't want to have anything to do with me. But I am here to tell you that T am not guilty, and that it all has been a horrible blunder of cir- cumstances, Jt is very tdue in one sense—"" and his voice lowercd— “that about two years ago in BRoston T was arrested and tried for murder,” “‘So Mr. Thayer said.” “I was acquitted—but not for the reason Thayer gave. They couldn't make a case. A worthless cousin, Tom TLangdon, was murdered. They said I did it with a wooden mallet which T had taken from a prize fight, and which had been used to hammer on the gong for the begin- ning and the end of the rounds. I had been seen to take it from the fight, and it was found the next morning beside Langdon. There was humon blood on it. I had been the last person scen with Langdon. But they couldn't convince the jury; I went free, as I should have done. I was innocent!"” Houston, white now with the mem- orles and with the necessity of re- tailing again in the presence of a girl who, to him, stood for all that could mean happiness, gritted his teeth for the determination to go on with the grisiy thing, to hide nothing in the BR PHOENIX, McCALLUMN, answe might s to the question which she But Medaine Robinette standing oeside the window, the color gone from her cheeks, one hand fingering the curtains, eyes turned without, gave evidence that ghe had heard, “I hadn't seen Tom Langdon in five vears. Always had looked on him as o sort of black sheep, He asked for my father and appeared anxious to sec him. T told Wim that father was out of town, Then ha would stay in Doston until he came back, that had in formation for him that was of the greatest importance, and that when he told father what it was, that he, Langdon, could have anything my father possessed in the way of a joh and competence for life. 1t sounded like blackmall=T could think of noth- ing else coming from Tom Langdon and T told him so. That was unfor- tunate, There were several persons in my office at the time. He reesnted the statement and we quarrcled. They heard it and later testiqed. He suge gested that we go to dinner together and insisted npon it. There was noth- ing to do hut acquiesce; especially I now was trying to draw from him something of what had brought him there, We had wine, Oh,” and he swerved suddenly toward the woman at the window, “I'm not trying to make any excu the cafe, h efairly intox . greatly so, We saw the advertisement of a prize fight and went, getting seats near the ringside. They weren't close enough for me. I bribed a fellow to let me sit at the press stand, next to the timekeeper, and worried him until he let me have the mallet that he was using to strike the gong. “The fight was exciting—especially to. me im my condition. I was stand- ing most of the time, even leaning on the ring. Once, while in this positfon, one of the men, who was bleding, was knocked down. He struck the mallet. It became covered with blood. No one semed to notice that, except myself and everyone was too excited. A mo- ment more and the fight was over. Then I stuck the mallet in my pocket, telling everyone who cared to hear that I was carrying away a souvenir. Langdon and I went out together. “We started home-——for he had an- nounced that time he was going to spend the night with me. Persons about us heard him. It was not far to the house and we decided to walk, On the way, he demanded the mallet for himself, and pulled it out of my pocket. I struggled with him for it, finally, however, to bhe bested, and started away. I went home and to bed. About four o'clock in the morn- ing, I was awakened by the police. They had found Tom Langdon dead, with his skull crushed, evidently by the blow of a club or a hammer. They said I did it.” sl no (Continued in Our Next Issue) The only way you can reach the readers of The Herald is to advertise in it, one good way is the Want Ad HOLEPROOF AND GOLF HOSIERY THE W. G. Simmons Corporation 85 West Main St. Branch of Hartford Store THAT SON OF MINE COLLECTS (\\( MORE JUNK IN THE COURSE OF | \( AYEAR! AND WE LEAVES IT ML GET RID OF SOME OF IT-, LAY ARY OLD PLACE - [} obe Clotng House VERY CHOICE - Hart Schaffner and Marx Which More Than Main- tain Qur Reputation. New Colorings Sport and Norfolk Styles — $30 and Higher. Copyright 1922 Hart Schaffner & Marx Carefully Selected Patterns In Men’s Fancy And Plain Shirts , $1.00 To $5.00 Most Stylish Underwear. 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