The Seattle Star Newspaper, March 24, 1922, Page 13

FRIDAY, MARCH 24, 1922 ESABEL OSTRANDERS“™ (Cantinged From Yesterday) CHAPTER X “Dropped! exclaimed Barry. “Mra. Tudor, you cannot mean itt “I was never more sane tn my life sergeant. Will you come this way?” Altho she trembled in every timb she did not falter as she led the way into the now cleared dining room. “Laurel's death ts the deepest | grief which life coukt ever bring to me, sergeant. But if this search is carried thru it will bring to us who are left that which Is worse than death itself, shame and disgrace!” “But, my dear Mrs, Tudor, it is a criminal case and the murderer must answer to the law, whether you desire or not” “You can stop the inquiry even now if you will, Coroners can be Ddought off, sheriffs sent out of the | country with sums that will make/| them independent for life, doctors can be suborned—" “Just @ moment,” Mrs. Tudor.” Barry's voice was suddenly stern. / “What are you offering me for all | Bier | She passed a wisp of handkerehiet | across her lips and answered un- steadily: “I have—have great influence at my disposal. If you like your work you can rise easily and quickly In| your profession! You can be the/| commissioner of New York with the next administration if you wish, or high tm the secret service—" “Stop! he demanded. “If you were a man, Mra. Tudor, you would | not have dared utter those words to me! I would no more compound a felony than I would commit murder myself™ She cowered tn her chair, and with @ little moan stretched out her arms to him upon the table “Oh, will you not be merciful? Can nothing move yout” she cried in a low, thrilling tone. “Mrs. Tudor”—Barry, too, bent across the table—“I will relieve your mind at once if you will only trust my word. This will, I hope, lighten your suffering. Your niece did not ki your daughter.” ‘The woman stared at him, wide eyed. | “She—diint?” Her voice was ao mere toneless breath. “But proof—" “There ts not an atom of proof against her.” Barry spoke smooth ly. “Net even the motive remains, for I can assure you that she bas absolutely forgotten her old attach ment for Lieutenant Cadmus; more over, I bave reason to believe that ahe ts tn love with another man.” “‘Another man"” Into Mrs. Tu- dor’s dulled eyes there came a gleam of hope. “Why, sergeant, how can you know? It cannot ber “Bat I am convineed t& tree, and I am sure that he loves her also. Miss Fay is utterty innocent of any complicity in the death of your daughter™ Mrs. Tudor had miraculously re covered her poise and self-possearion “I shall not ask you the name of the man.” She smiled faintly. “You don't know what a burden you have lifted from my heart, Sergeant Bar- ry! When I thought her guilty you will understand that I wanted to shield her at all costs.” “I know.” Barry paused tn the doorway. “We will forget every sy! lable of the conversation which has just taken place, Mra. Tudor.” the “Thank you" She held out her hand with a pretty little gesture of gratitude, “You have pre friend. But since guilty, who is? My Laurel hadn't an enemy tn the world! Sergeant Rarry, find me the guilty man! She disappeared on the veranda, and Barry made his way slowly to- ward the back door, As he reached the back porch, still deeply en. grossed in his moditations, Louise met him in a little flutter of re newed excitement “If you please, Sergeant aince she ts not Rarry, Frank and the sheriff are down be. ut hind the garage. Frank called to me to run and find you as q as 1 could, He says he's got some thing to show you!” He neared the garage A subdued shout greeted him. “Look et this™ The sheriffs voice was triumphant. “How's that for the thing the murdering wretch used to convey that carbon monox ide to the house in’ A tomato plant, frame and al, was lying on its side in the soft loam, which had been heaped in a circular mound about a shallow hola In it lay @ large tin ofl can, to which a length of thin but strong rubber tubing had been attached, and from both there came a stench of the same fumes which Barry had detected when he examined the was mask, He took the thing up and sernti- nixed it carefully, then looked into the faces of the two men. The sound of footsteps crunching | on the gravel path leading from the house made the sheriff whisper flercely “Here comes Clayton amt the lame feller. Look sharp and get that can into the tool house back of the gar age, Frank. We don't want them snooping into this business just yet.” Frank obeyed hastily. As he de parted Farry asked: “What ts this hunch of Frank's that he is on the track of that fel low we've been looking for—the one who took his sult of clothes? “Weill"—the sheriff's tone was not) enthusiastio—“he's come on a pla where the woods and the meet, and he says there are signs of @ little fire having been built, and chicken bones lying about. The woods are thicker there than here. | He heard something come creeping thru the bushes, but it must have seen him first, for tt plunged off again.” “Frank probabty stumbled on some picnic place,” remarked Barry. “And that noise might have been & stray dog.” “Animals dont take eff ther clothes and try to burn “em,” re torted Hulse. “Ho saw near the re mains of that fire a charred bit of grayish flannel, and tt had some bits of red cioth, just narrow strips, sewed onto it like the beginnings of letters or numbers.” “What's that™ A quick, tnciatre volee spoke so close to them in the darkness that the sheriff jumped. It was Captain Warren's voice which had interrupted him, but the tones were quite unlike those which Barry had heard before. They had rasped out in stern command, and the sheriff gulped and started his story anew. The five men were so deeply on grossed in their plans that none of them noted a slender, dark-clad littie figure which hovered just beyond the wavering ght of the lantern ri OF afte T KD]| APVENTURES TWINS eer nett Pouring water from one again. ow what's that for, do yon aup- pose?’ Nancy said, when Nick had read the red feather’s message. Nick shook his head, “I don’t know,” he said, “only it says for us to shut our eyes until we are safely away from the Electric Mountain. It win guide us.” “I suppose it thinks that Ill want to pick some of them electric flow- ers, and we'll get into more ‘roubl said Nancy, indignantly. “Well, I do want to, but I'm not going to ‘The kind horseshoe must have known what it was talking about when it told us the danger. I'm not going to clowe my eyes. 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Lat'n go back,” (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1922, by Seattle Star) en @ real! turn and| beach | THE OUR BOARDING HOUSE “—— ) wf weet, IM SORRY PROFESSOR, BuT I'M 7 Angi, 1 WIAA You 0 MEET PROFESSOR LOMBARDY, AN OLD PAL || AFRAID MY HUSBAND ( coe OF MINE = HE IS ON HIG |] WILL HAVE "TD GO \ c 4 E OW | \ | EMBARK FOR THE “TANKA) rue pari as {{cou ISLANDS "10 DO RESEARCH )} WORK = I HAVE IMPORTANT/| DATA ‘TO GIVE HIM, SO } ‘RE GUESTS OF THE CITY.)|-5) THEY'RE SETTING / THE BENCHES IN }; PLACE FOR W SUMMER I I PERSUADED HIM TO STAY AWEEK AS { b MY GUEST ! J SY TRIES TO RING IN A SLUG——- | and which now drew closer. | “Let's #0," euggested the captain briefly “This is almost the time he usually sets forth for his depreda tions, tan't itt They agreed and finally set off, walking in single file down the path which led to the shore, Behind| them a soft voice exclaimed aloud in | bewilderment: “The But} DOINGS MY WIFE THINKS | OUGHT TO HAVE MY PICTURE TAKEN-WHEN cave! “We don't want them scoping this business just yet.” | how could the man have found itt™ The face which Fay had seen at the window on the night of her ar |rival rome ones more before her that strange, leering, wild-eyed face in which there had been something weirdly, hauntingly familiar. All at once she stiffened and stood as rigid jas a statue, The next instant she | | was off like « flying shadow in the wake of the manhunters, To Captain Warren, trailing along on his crutches at the rear of the party, there came an odd sense that someone behind him, trailing him in turn. He paused. Nothing but shadows met his gaze. Cursing himself for nervous, weak, in competent, he tolled painfully after | the others. was upon it in his wanderings.” He had never felt his infirmity as| “What is it--some old denerted poignantly before as on that night,| Shack? The captain was rapidly when there was excitement and ad.| forgetting his pain and fatigue in| venture abroad. | awakening interest. It humiliated him to have them| Fay shook her head with a ead | stop and wait for him, and he re | little reminiscent amile. plied almost surlily to their In| “There isn't even the remains of a! quiries us to how he was standing | human habitation along the shore the pace. line here for miles.” “She « ‘That he was not standing ft well| very softly ia a cave, Cap was painfully evident to himeelf.| Warren; not realty a cave, |The prolonged, unaccustomed effort | know, but just a natural fissure in was telling upon him. When at last} the rock, upon which another has | he reached the boat-shaped rock the| failen, forming a roof. I don't sup rest were far ahead. pone the whole thing is more than He sank down upon the rock,| three feet wide and about six long. My brother and I chance one day, and we swore we never tell anybody about it. panting and racked with pain, and it was then that that sensation of someone near came to him once | would more with overwhelming force. HMe|I can't imagine how this poor man traightened himself to look about,| discovered it, but it is the only when a small hand was laid timidly | shelter for miles.” jupon his shoulder and a soft voice| “And you think he ts there? |spoke close to hia ear “Where else could he be, if tt was “It's only I the remains of his fire which Frank Only myself and one r knew it, I think, until unaccountably stumbled and I'll follow.” (Continoed Tomorrow) (Copyright, 1922, Seattle Star) Polly amd Paul—amd [Paris By Zoo Beckley (Copyright, 1972, by The Seattle Mar) CHAPTER Polly surveyed XLIV—THE SKELETON her AT was THE herself and ‘Tho rest drowned in wild, rooms—and was satisfied. At a de | wt ange sounds from below. Paul partment store sale she had picked|flung open the door. Scorning the up @ smart frock in the new com: | tiny elevator, a weird procession was lbination of black taffeta and white | marching up to the vociferous organdie ich suited her and gave |dering of the Marselllaise. her the feeling of confidence that the | the bunch strode a tall figure, with a right clothes do. |huge cat’s head in papler-mache Her little rooms were equally |over its own, a red bow under one gala, She had smothered the electro: | ‘The others followed, with mad ler in fuzzy greens thru which the r caps and streamers, each © Pp lights gleamed fantastically andies | solemnly holding aloft a gift |shone from the old-fa hioned sconces | Violet had a little bronze on the plano. And in the bedroom jette, a lovely thing that Paul fix- | often admired in the art shop around stat had (where there was only gas) the |ture waafestive in a tissue-paper|the corner, Barray bore a huge “rose bunch of American Beauty roses, Half-past, and not a roul. Quarter | 1a -“Bradly’s offering was a of 10, no one. Polly was really|quaintly-painted basket filled with frightened. What could have hap- | tangerines, utton, the Englih pened? Even Paul # J tramping | newapa m brandished a thin labout nervously, looking at bis |volume of V ne’s poems. Revolle watch had a bowl of lustrous yellow pottery “It's almost 10. I wonder—" and Mile. Dubois, “the beautiful con SEATTLE WA. HA “THAT SEARCH WORK' WILL BE | QUARTERS IN fe \SLOT HERE OF THE DUFFS discovered it by | “Fay! Miss Tudor! he gasped. | found?” she shrugged her shoulders “What are you doing here?” |" know a short cut from this rock | | “1 followed because I thought T!xtraight to it, and we can be there }could help,” replied. “I was—I|ages ahead of the rest if you feel |was down by the garage when I| strong enough to start.” heard you discussing your plans,| ‘The captain clipped his erutches | and I could not jd hearing. I| beneath his armpits and pulled him | think I know the pl you dre try-| self up with alacrity ling to find, but F is “You lead the way, Miss Tudor, FEAST | STAR BY AHERN IMAGINE “THAT WOLF HERE Fo! h WEEK« He'D GET CORNS ON || WIS BACK: FROM |} LAYIN' IN BED- AND He'p EAT TH’ PLATING KING FoR CELLAR « AT EGG LDN TGET F PHONE 4777 A111 Hil Yan Vv | DON'T QUITE LIKE THAT POSE- Stow Page cass ae ANOTHER DAVID In a big square house in the ttle clty of Auburn, turn of the read which leads up thru Enumclaw to the road peo. ple now call McClellan's Pass |] highway, tere lives of the earliest settlers of that section of near one country and his name ts David. Long In the spring of 1854, ago, this David was a the| little boy | living with his parents on a bit of | & Tennesses farm. | And David's father sick, days days he must just rest. | | | Well, ' | | was sick, all the time, so that some work and other he could one day he to bss § ed with the doctor today said I cannot get well in He change of climate and more open and said David's mother, have ta and he this country. says air life, Ho saya the best thing I could do would be to pick up my | family and go West—out to the Puget country where. it | |] never gets very hot or very cold.” Sound Mr. David Neeley, who used to be that and Pegsy something like this “My father and mother talked it over that night, and I heard clerge's daughter, fat marrons—c jherself had candied from a cabbage leaf, Led by Barray, tnuts which in a dish made them in due course at the door,and seen to the gifts, they solemnly filed jin, still howling the Haise, and loft ed knees, | formed in a row, ents T and they dropped to. their proffering the tokens to Polly In another moment everybody was ee I need a} told the story to our David | came home! fi ’ r father say, ight awe from now till trip.’ “And mother answered, ‘Well, if the doctor says It ts the only thing that will make you well, I don’t see anything for it but to pick right up and ¢ “So the next morning we fot all 1 | WANT TO PLEASE YOUR WIFE-YOU TAKE SOME. Pose THAT WILL LOOK NATURAL TO THE OLD HOME TOWN ocetls gol {at IR ae HART [eet THE DRUMMER WHO ARRIVED AT CENTRAL HOTEL TODAY, HAD FOUR @TRUNKS — FRECKLES = COME INTO WE ROUSE HIS INSTANT = © WANT To on teooky: 1 Cleland _» ‘If we ro, we've got to nt because it fall our popcorn that the winter’s store and shelled it. And then we bushels of it, and it to the mill and have it ground into a coarse sort’of cereal, which she packed in sacks and put into wagon “We had lots of corn meal, tye- hominy, dried corn, bagon, enough tea and sugar, but we car ried only one 10-pound sack of flour “Mother must have worked very hard, for in the morning we were ready to start and iron ow town he cows shoes, sar ‘e starte near by we were other family who were going over eee Sy) Paul Viol the chorus ing jes? Why, to was left popped make the ther had done his part, too, [] and the oxen wore as the horse, all alone, but to meet there's a story for nearly every mile of the way! |] (To Be Continued) who had corralled companying the Cat Sater raves | brought luscious | Polly trying to hug them all, she | to an ap “Oh, come now, mon vieux, be rea and | stranger than anything in their own sonable! Barray, having removed making a speech of thanks party. A figure stood there, its is cat's head and set it on the piano, from the center of the table crabbed face med argued good-naturedly with the @p. et sat down to the piano ac- article the guests umed to be a parition, Violet tried to appease him in “Madelor nightcap, Me w cma in a werd, With an offering of marrons and he others coming in strong on night garment of checkered material, Oranges. But nothing availed, The and the loud pedal work. his feet in list slippers and a wl visitor would invoke the law, would overtime. " d go at once for the gendarmes. Polly shuddered to think poor ¥ fore the thought shape, upon neighbor a thunderous 4 the door, laughing and shouting at once, with | frozen attitudes, * * * lez us CWE ah Ne Cs popped she had us take of and sure enough, fairly unding mt silence and PAGE 13 BY STANLEY 7H Sy SOOT ‘UIE RECOGNIZE THIS- F SHOOT WHEN READY ! ALL RIGHT IT WILL HAVE S¢cS THIS N YES, AND THE Pe JUST mei STUT® HASN'T ENT set Yer, sece ako from Ir’Lc BE Severn DANS BEFORE You "SeTu WITHA COMFORT eee ata an- J} Paul opened it a threatening fist. They were bar- ken | who was unfortunate kndagh to live e came | above them could not sleep for their inhuman racket! He would call the police! He would— the Polly held her breath, So her was to be spoiled after all, An wn easy silence overspread the room, ‘The man turned angrily toward the stairs, (To Be Continued)