New Britain Herald Newspaper, September 15, 1922, Page 20

NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 15, 1922, . g ©0 International Magazine Company | BEGIN IILRE TODAY |man stopped, sat nim down upon a The brilllant member of the Eng-|rock, filled a pipe, and conspicuously lish Secret Service and the courageous |rested rescuer of Duchemin gave an impatient ges- MME. DE SEVENIE and her guests!/ture and moved on After another | from robbery by Paris Apaches had |mile he glanced overshoulder again. preferred to be known as The same peasant occupied the same ANDRE DUCHEMIN relative distance from him. It was under this name that he had In dusk of evening he stumbled met, in battle with highwaymen, the down into the valley again and beautiful American widow, |struck the river road about midway EVE DE MONTALOIS. Then between the Chateau de Montalals chateau de Montalai wi and Nant At this junction several chemin was dinner guest, 1wellin clustered Duchemin no- came that & ¢ motoring ticed a few shadowy shapes loiter- seeking refug storm ing about, but was too far gone in American, |fatigue and thirst to pay them any WHITAKER MONK; his secretary, heed. He had no thought but to PHINUIT; the latter's brother, stop at the first house and beg a cup JUI and the of water. As he lifted a hand to COUNT AND DE [knuckle the door he was attacked. LORGNES ‘With no more warning than a cry, i {the signal for the onslaught, and the GO ON WITH THE STORY |sudden scuffling noise of several pair| CHAPTER VII |of feet, he wheeled, found himself al- | The Apache Strikes Back ready closely pressed by a number of Duchemin took back with him |Men, and struck out at random. His plenty for thought, together with a Stick landed on somebody's head with notion that he had better resign him. |4 resounding thump followed by a self to stop on indefinitely at the|Yell of pain. Then three men were Grand Hotel de I'Univers and .igrappllng with him, two more seek- rce what he should see That fatality on which he had so bitterly reflected, had him now fairly by the heels. Impossible—and the more so the longer he pondered it— to credit to mere coincidence the in- nuendooes uttered at the chateaeu by Monk and his party. No: there had been malice in that, Duchemin was satisfied, if not some | darker purpose which perplexed the most patient scrutiny. Now malice without incentive is unthinkable. But Duchemin searched his memory in vain for anything he could have said or done to make any- body desire to discredit him in the in the Du- there party the ere from the COUNTESS sight of the ladies of the Chateau de Montalais. Still the attempt so to do had ben unmistakable: the Lone Wolf had been iugged into the con- versation literally by his legendary ears. Surely, one would think, that noc- turnal prowler of pre-war Paris had been so long dead and buried even the most ghoulish gossip should re- spect his poor remains and not dis- inter them merely to demonstrate that the past can never wholly die! Had he, then, some enemy of old| hidden under cne of those sleek sur-| faces? An excellent A VOICE .CRIED: {ONSIEUR, QUICKLY!"” “QUICKLY, visual 4 sical char-|ing to aid them, and another lay in ristics ot Messiel < Phi.|the roadway clutching a fractured acteristics of Messieurs Monk, Phi-|e T0ddway Clutching 2 nuit and de Lorgnes ,and their |S%U RALLLIE D ng groans. chauffeur Jules; with the upshot that| His stick was seized and wrenched Duchemin could have sworn that he away, he was 0\‘erwhklm9d_ by num- had never before known any of these, |bers. The knot of struggling figures And Madame la Comte: In re. toppled and went to the dust, Duche- spect of that one memory again drew |Mmin underneath, so weighed down @ blank, but remained u fied. | that he could not for the moment When one thought of her |move a hand toward his pistol. some re-| L mote, faint chord of reminiscence| Half-stifled by the reek of un- illed hummed, but never rec-|Washed flesh, he heard broken ;Ern’alji&'"d i | phrases growled in voices hoarse with | Setting aside then the theory of effort and excitement: positive personal animus, what other “Tht_a~ knife!" “Hold reason could there be for the effort to Stand clear and let me— fasten upon Duchemin suspicion Of | mm—————————e | 4dentity with the late Lone Wolf? A sinistetr consideration, if any, and one, Duchemin suspected not un- connected with the much-talked- about jewels of Madame de Mont- alais . 3 And then, partly to kill time, he resumed his character as the pedes- trian tourist. He took the road in the heart of a day even more oppressive than ite yesterday. In the valley of the Dourbie the air was life- less. After eight miles chemin was guilty of two mistakes of desperation. In the first instance he paused in La Roque-Sainte-Marguerite and, tor- | him! | New, Deadly Species! Scientists state that a certain| species of roach is spreading all over the country. They are spreading ter- | rible di se every place they go. Protect yourself and your family against this terrible menace! For | health's sake use Royal Guaranteed Roach Powder! 10c & 25c. Sold and guaranteed by Dickinson Drug Co.— | advt. | I— “LET'S GO GIRLS" MOONLIGHT DANCE Given By the Happy Three CASTORIA For Infants and Children InUse For Over 30 Years Always bears M—_ the & man was on his back, his wrist was selzed and the weapon twisted from his grasp. A cry of trlumph was ecroed by exclamations of alarm, as disarmed, Duchemin was again left free, the thugs standing back to let the plstod do its work In that instant a broad sword of light éwung round a near- by corner and smote the group: the twin, glaring eyes of a motor car Sigoature of “The knife!" Struggling madly, he worked a leg free and kicked with all his might. One of his assailants howled aloud and fell back to nurse a broken shin, Two others scrambled out of the way, leaving one to pin him down with knees upon his chest, an- other to wield the knife. Staring eyes caught a warning cleam on descending steel. Duche- min squirmed frantically to one side, and felt cold metal kiss the skin over his ribs as the blade penetrated his clothing, close under the armpit. Before the man with the knife tableau of one man at bay In the road, in a ring of merciless enemies. Duchemin's cry for help was ut- tered only an instant before his pistol exploded in alien hands The head- lights showed him distinctly the face of the man who fired, the same face of fat features black with soot that he had seen by moonlight at Mont- pellier-de-Vieux. But the bullet went wild, and the automobile did not stop but drove directly at the group and so swiftly that the flash of the shot was still vivid in Duchemin's vision when the could strike again, Duchemin, roused |car swept between him and those to a mightier effort, threw off thelothers, scattering them like chickens. ruffian on his chest, got on his|>gimultaneously the brakes were set, knees and, ralning blows right and|ihe dark bulk began to silde with left as the others closed in again, jocked wheels, to a stop, and a volce somehow managed to scramble to his|crjed: “Quickly, monsieur, quickly!” feet. —the voice of Eve de Monttalais Fist-work told. For an instant he| In two bounds Duchemin overtook stood quite free, the center of a circlé|the car and before it had come to a of uncertain assassins Wwhose cowar-|gtandstill leaped upon the running- dice gave him time to whip out his|poard and grasped the side. He had pistol. But before he could level "‘Lone glimpse of the set white face ot “MY SON IS NOT INTER- ESTED IN KITCHEN SCULLIONS ” And the boy, who was comforting the woe-begone little waif, knew that the icy tones which framed the in- sulting words were those of his mother. This last insult w too much. Worms, even the wea will turn and the foundling from the orphan asylum turned now. he had tolerated much since en- this home of the newly rich where she performed the most dis- agreeable tasks in the Kitchen. In anger, they had called her “up- start” and “little squirt.” Even in their better moments, they had sneer- ingly referred to her as ‘“Cinders.” And now the time had come for re- volt. 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BENEFICIAL LOAN SOCIETY Rooms 104-5. 87 W. Main St., New Britain Famous Broadway Jazziteers UKRAINTAN HALL mented by thirst, refreshed himself &t the auberge where the barouche Professional Building and guide had been hired to convey the party from Montalais on to Mont- Saturday Evening, Sept. 16, 1922 \ pellier. The la ord remembered Duchemin and made believe he didn’t, gerving the wayfarer with a surly grace | Duchemin drank sitting on a bench | outside the door of the euberge. He could hear the voice of the landlord inside, grumbling and growling to what purport he couldn’t determine Before Duchemin was finished he fcund himself the cynosure of more than a few pair of e set in the ill- favored faces of natives of La Roque. One gathered that the dead guide had enjoyed a fair amount of local popularity. While Duchemin drank, a lout of a lad shambled out of the auberge | caught and saddled a dreary animal, | mounted, and rode off in the direction | of Nant. Then Duchemin committed his gecond error of judgment, which con- gisted in thinking to find better ard ccoler air on the heights across tke river. Accordingly he crossed bie, reached the top in a sweat, and sat down to breathe himself. The view was splendid, worth the climb. Duchemin see for miles up and down the valley. TOM, | THINK You DID A OF THAT DETECTIVE To HAPPY HEARTS THIS —— MORNING! the Dour- bath of | cool and almost could | VERY CLEVER THING WHEN You SECURED THE SERVICES STRAIGHTEN THIS MATTER OUT FOR DORIS AND WILBUR- I’LL BET THEY GOT UP WITH DOINGS OF DUFFS OH. THAT'S THE MAILMAN! | KNOW HIS RING = 'LL GO, I'M EXPECTING A LETTER ANYWAY ! £ S = PLLGET IT, I’LL SAY You'RE CLEVER! OH, 1 JUST THOUGHT THAT ( was THE BEST % OLIVIA! THING To DO~ e o o ? 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