New Britain Herald Newspaper, October 4, 1922, Page 12

ROBERT W CHAMBERS ©102Q GEORGE H DORAN COMBANY BEGIN HERI In some manner MIKE CLINCH, reputable camp in the where he lives with laughter, TRAYER, is mystery of the Jewel The Flaming Jewel was first stolen from a intess of Fsthonia by QUINTANA thief He and write BARD, Clinch DARRAGH, to reco e jewel for the robs Sard the letter goes to Clinch's works under the name HAL SMITI. He is trailed by State Troopers, hut Eve, who knows his arrest will cause more trouble for her step-father, warns him to hide while decelves STATE TROOPER STORMONT TODAY of a dis- Adirondacks his heautiful proprietor concerned in the iming | priceless I refugee the loses possession to his New York it is now held by international it great who has sworn co or | talke cabin where of she Go on With the Story CHAPTER IN When State Trooper Stormont came out on the edge of Marsh, the girl was kneeling by the water, wash- ing deer blood from ier sun-stained finkers What are you doing here?” she in- quired, looking up over her shonlder with a slight smile “Just having a look around,” said pleasantly. “That's a ni buck you have there.” *Yes;. ¥ “You sh “Who else him?" she inquired, smilingly rinsed her fingers again and stood up, swinging her arms to dry her hands—a lithe, g shirted figure in her boyish garments, straight, sup- ple, and strong. Stormont smiled too, grave. “Who else was here with you?" he asked quietly, She seemed surprised see anybody else?” He hesitated, flushed, pointed down at the wet sphagnum. Smith's foot- prints were there in damning trast to her own Worse than that, Smith's pipe lay on an embedded | and a rubber tobacco pouch hesile it She said with a slight catch in her breath: "It seems that somebody } teen here. Some hunter, per haps—or a game warden I “Or Hal Smith,” said Stormont A painful color swept the girl's face and throat The man, sorry for her, looked away. After a silence ! thing about you,” he “And now that I've seen you——heard you speak--met your eves—I know enough about you to form an opinion. So I don't ask you to turn informer. Dut the law won't stand for what Clinch is doing—whatever provoca- tion he has had And he must not aid and abet any criminal, or harbor any malefactor.” The girl's features were expression- less. The passive, sullen beauty of “her troubled the trooper. “Trouble for €linch means sorrow for you,” he said “I don’'t want you to be unhappy: I bear Clinch no ill Owl he fat asked Stormont. do you suppose shot then became “Did 7ou some- said gently. Kknow Chronic Censtipation Relieved Without the Use of Laxatives Nujol is a lubricant—not a medicine or laxative—so cannot gripe. When you are constipated, not enough of Nature's lu- bricating liquid is produced in the bowel to keep the food waste soft and moving. Doctors pre- scribe Nujol because it acts like this natu- ral lubricant and thus re- places it. Try it today. Nujol BEC us PAT OFF. A LUBRICANT=NOT A LAXATIVE muml BARREL OF MONEY e cannot restore the vision once it is lost. A little care early in life or at the first signs of failing sight may preserve your sight for the future. Have regular eyesight exam- inations and put on glasses when you need them. Frank E. Goodwin Eyesight Specialist 327 Main St. Phone 1905 FRANCES P. PARKER Teacher of Piano 47 Curtis St. Tel. 222-3 Robin Hood Inn Meriden—Tel. 311, Dancing every cvening. (Dixie Band) .. .Luncheon and Dinner Parties, Make She | | shoulder deep in spruce, | her steel-hound will. For this reason I ask him, and 1 ask you too, to stand clear of this affair “Hal Smith s wanted take him." As she sald nothing, he looked lown at the foot-print in the sphag- num Then his eyes moved to the next imprint; tp the next Then he moved klowly along the water's edge, tracking the of the man he following The girl watched him until the plain trail led ruce thicket “Don't go in there!' arply, with an odd tremor voice He turned stepped calmly into the thicket I'm here to course silence to the in him sald her she in and looked at her, then | And % BLOOD RUNNING FROM HER LIP OVER HER CHIN the next instant she was among the spruces, too, confronting him with her rifle. “Get out of these woods He looked into the girl's white face. “Eve," he said, “it with you if you kill want you to live out prison.” “I can't help it. If you send my father to prison he'll die. I'd rather die myself, Let us alone, I tell you! The man you're after is nothing to us We didn't know he had stuck up anybody!” “If he's nothing to you, you point that rifle at me?” “I tell you he is nothing to wus. But my father wouldn't betray a dog. And T won't That's all. Now get out of these woods and come back to- morrow. Nobody’ll interfere with you then.” Stormont smiled: “Eve,” he said, “do you really think me as yellow as that?" Her blue eyes flashed a terrible warning., but in the same instant, he had caught her rifle, twisting it out of her'grasp as it exploded The detonation dazed!her; then, as he flung the riffe into the water, she caught him by neck and belt and flung him bodily into the spruces. But she fell with him; he held her twisting and struggling with all her superb and supple strength: stag- gered to his feet, still mastering her; and, as she struggled, sobbing, locked hot and panting in his arms, he| snapped a pair of handcuffs on her wrists and flung her aside. She fell on both knees, ' she said. deathly will go hard me. I don't your life in why do got up, blood run- ning from her lip over her chin. The trooper took her by the arm. She was trembling all over. 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Get a 60 cent hox of Stuart's Dyspepsia Tablets at any drug store. They are the standby of thousands of the best fellows all over the U. 8. and Canada holster, he went swiftly forward through the spruces. When he saw the cleft in the rocky flank of Star Peak, he walked straight to the black hole which confronted him. Come out of there,” he said dis- tinctly After a few seconds out. ‘Good God!" low voice W here, Darragh?" Darragh came close and rested one hand on Stormont’s shoulder “Don’t crab my game, Stormont. I never dreamed yon were in the Con- stabulary or I'd have let you know." “Are you Hal Smith “I sure am ‘Where's that girl?"” ““‘Handcuffed out yondger." “Then for God's sake go back and act as if you hadn’t found me Tell Mayor Chandler that I'm after bigger game than he is.” “Qlinch?” ‘Stormont, I'm here to protect Mike Clinch. Tell the Mayor not to touch him. The men I'm after are going to try to rob him. I don’t want them to because—well, I'm going to rob him myself.” Stormont stared “You must stand by me,” ragh. “So must the Mayor. He knows me through and through. Tell him to forget that hold-up. T stopped Smith came in a doing said Stormont at are you said Dar- The ORIGINAL Malted Milk / Safe Milk For Infants, Invalids & Children The Original Food-Drink for All Ages. QuickLunchat Home Office&s Fountains. RichMilk, Malted Grain Extractin Pow- der& Tabletforms. Nourishing-Nocooking. 885" Avoid Imitations and Substitutes [ now all rosy with the rays of sunset. |led the way homeward, a man’s hand- GOTTON DEGLINE 1§ [Wage Conditions and Short Sup- that man Sard, I frisked him, Tell the Mayor, T'll keep in touch with him." . "Of course,” sald Stormont, ‘‘that settles it "Thanks, old chap. Now go lmr‘k| to that girl and let her believe that you never found me." A slight smile touched their eyes, Both {instinctively saluted. Then they shoop hands; Darragh, alias Hal Smith, went back Into the hemlock- shaded hole in the rocks; Trooper Stormont walked slowly down through the spruces, When Eve saw him returning empty handed, something flashed in her pallid face like sunlight across SNOW, Stormont passed her, went to the water's adge, soaked a spicy handful of sphagnum moss in the icy water, came back and wiped the blood from her face. The girl seemed astounded; her face surged in vivid color as he un- locked the handenffs and pocketed them and the little steel chain. Her lip was bleeding again, He washed it with wet moss, took a clean hand- kerchief from the breast of . his tunic und laid it against her mouth. “Hold it there,” he sald. Mechanically she raised her hand to support the compress. Stormont went back to the shore, recovered her rifle from the shallow water, and returned with it. As she made no motion to take it, he stood it against the tree to which he had tied her. Then he came close to her where she stood holding his handkerchief against her mouth and looking at him cut of steady eves as deply blue as gentian blossoms. ' “Eve,” he said, ‘you But you won't forgive me. I wish we could be friends, some day. . . . We never can, now. . Goodby."” Neither spoke again. Then, of a sudden, the girl's eyes fllled; and Trooper Stormont caught her free hand and kissed it again and again— dropped it and went striding away through the underbrush which was win, After he had disappeared, the girl, Eve, went to the cleft in the rocks above. “Come out,” she eaid ously. “It's a good thing because there was a real you; and God help you if finds you!" Hal Smith came out. “Pack in your meat,” sald the girl curtly, and flung his rifle across her shoulder. Through the ruddy contemptu- you hid, man after he ever afterglow she c kerchief pressed to her wounded mouth, her eyes preoccupied with the strangest thoughts that ever had stirred her virgin mind. Behind her walked Darragh with his load of venison and his alias— and his tongue in his cheek. Thus be#an the preliminaries toward the ultimate undoing of Mike Clinch. Fate, Chance, and Destiny had undertaken the job in earnest. (Continued in Our Next Issue.) e INPOSSIBLE TODAY ply Mean Baifling Problems Atlantic City, N. J., Oct. 4.—A de- cline of cotton cloth prices is not to be expected in the immediate future in view of wage conditions and the short supplies of the raw material, sald Professor Melvin T. Copeland of the Har University Bureau of BPusiness Research in an address to- day before the semi-annual meeting of the National Association of Cotton Manufacturers. “The outlook in the domestic mar- ket for cotton manufacturers’, Profes- gor Copeland asserted, “is healthy. The underlying technical and finan- cial conditions in the industry are sound. The indications point’ toward a greater expansion of the cotton manufacturing industry in America in tha near future than in any other the American today seems to perplexing and baffling problems.” Enumerating questions of and labor as chief among these prob- Copeland declared that the industry was apparently en- tering a period “in which a shortage of labor must be faced, and that the waste caused by lems, STAMFORD The sun is nature’s furnace for heating the world. Hot as this natural furnace is, it is not hot enough in winter, s0 we must warm our house with an.artificial furnace. of all heaters, warm air furnaces are most effici- ent, for they ventilate the house as well as heat it. For construction, efficiency and ease of operation, the STAMFORD has mo superior among warm air furnaces. When you buy a STAMFORD furnace you are protected by 65 years experience in manufacturing heating apparatus. C. A. HJERPE 73 ARCH ST. world. Cotton face ountry in the Professor liminate ®. “In the south,” he said, “it is un- certain how many more families the cotton mill type can be discovered in the mountains or lured from farms. XUt Mills Handicapped. “For the north the operation of the immigration restrictions seems likely BOSTON | D HeLLO, HeLEN ! DINKER READY P DOINGS OF DUFFS Won'r Be READY Foana.s TWO HOURS=WHAT You DG HOMEAT 3:30-F 2P WHY DINIER -The Time Wasn’t Wasted GREAT SCOTT | MUST OF FORSOT TO WIRD 1T LASY NIGHT= PVE STLLGoY pne ook ! were 1" WASTING WALF ThE AFTERNOON ! Nevertheless manufacturer | exceptionally strikes supply be must of the to handicap the textile mills in re- cruiting their working forces in the same manner as during the last halr' century. This means keen competi- tion for labor and the necessity of using labor-saving methods even more generally than heretofore x x x “There does not seem to be an op- portunity now for further apprecia- tion of labor-saving devices at all commensurate with the opportunities of a century ago. Nevertheless, it would be foolhardy to predict that we have by any means exhausted the possibilities of effectively economizing labor in the operation of cotton mills. “There is certainly one big waste that sooner or later will be eliminated and that is the waste occasioned by strikes. W.S.QUINBY COMPANT aloaraine Coffee “and it tastes Jjust as good as it smells!” 45¢1b, Infant in Carriage When An Over- heated Atomizer Explodes. Hartford, Oct. 4—The explosion of an overheated atomizer in a. baby carriage and the subsequent fire yes- terday caused the serious injury of the two months old son of Mr. and Mrs. H. M. Toppin of West Hart- 1. 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