The Seattle Star Newspaper, August 8, 1922, Page 11

" _ROIN WERE TODAY well Drother ARLNTT. wae found on the fof the looked office of The Re. jor proprister of echo! Ae, Was Nowhere to be roummacces Were myatert- rd two minutes GILLANGHAM, & gentleman , entered the house to visit LEY, de found an have | were on th ported Antony, Me @ ff the mystertous\ elu Joek - 2 pemoked thoughtfully for a yen he took hia pipe out of and turned to his friend, prepared to be the com at he asked, a owme Watson; that you prepared to have things explained to pan, to ask futile questions, to give = of scoring off you,- Be- and Bil went on happily “I percetve from the on your shirt.front had strawberries for des- you astonish . you know my methods. tobacco? The tobacco Persian slipper. Can 1 Practice for a week? ‘went on emok- hopefully for a “Count them the next time }you're there. Eleven—and now I hope I shall forget tt again.” Dil was distinctly tnterested, “That's rather hot," he sald, “Ex pound." | “Well, T can't explain tt, whether {t's something in th: etual eye, or/ jSomething in the brain, or what, | but I have got rather an uneanny habit of recording things uncon: sclously. You know that game where you look at a tray full of small objects for three minutes, and then turn away and try to make a/ | Met of them. It means a devil of i® lot of concentration for the ordi. Dary person, if he wants to get hie lat complete, but in some odd way T manage to do It without concen. tration at all.” “I should think that's rather a Useful gift for an amateur detective, You ought to have gone inte the | profession before.” | “Well, tt t# rather uéeful, It's jrather surprising, you know, to « — Let's surprise Cayley with }it, shalt wer" “How?” “Well, let's ask him—" Antony stopped and looked at Bill comically —“let's eek him what he's going to do with the key of the office.” For @ moment Bill did not sepa | “Key of the officer he said| | ¥aguely. “You don't mean—Tony!! What do you mean? Geod God! do| you mean that Cayley—But what |about Mark?” | “I don't know where Mark te— | Urat's another thing I want to know | jo bat Tm quite certain that he} haan't got the key of the office with | him, Because Cayley's got it.’ “Are you #uret* “Of course, I don’ really know that he’s got 't, hut I do know that phe had tt. ¢€ know that when tr came on him this afternoon, he had Just locked the door and put the key In his pocket.” “You mean you saw him at the time, but that you've only fust re- membered it-—reconatructed tt—in the way you were explaining just now? T Gidn't see him. Put I did see something. IT saw the key of the billlard-room.* “Where? “Outaide the bfilitard.mom door.” “Outside? But 't was inside when We looked just now." H it i f r i i i i i 8 3 H is 5 E mitt q eff f BH Fis i 8 i £ 27 ef ne i i ™ 8 5 2 - a s is id Again.” With a little start he opened hie eyes anf came back to 4 ‘his present surroundings. He turned | to Bil with « smile. “Fileven.” he ei cemcycoentnnnnictremeniansto ADVENTURES | OF cine Pebats Ss | j other ++“I’'m miserable, doctor,” he able,” “Ting-a-ling-wling?* Inuffles’ telephone. Nancy was washing the dishes gnd Nick was weeding the flower bed, so Pr. Snuffles, the fairy doctor, swered the phone himself. It was Mrs, Muskrat “Bay, doctor,” she sald ine ateer ‘pleane don’t let anyone know went Dr. 4 is on his way to your house |, honest to goodness, there isn't © thing the matter with himf”’ “That's very strange,” answered | Dr. Snuffies. “Why should he come ‘to see me then?” “Because,” answered Mra. Musk- rat, “he thinks he's sick. He's got ® hundred things the matter with Mebin, he thinks, but he eats enough a P{ 19 people, sleeps like « log, is as bs a8 © pig and everything. a he complains something 4s Dr, Souffies hung up the FE called you wp, wut Mark, my hus-| “Exactly.” “Who put ft there? “Obviously Caytey.* “Rut— “Let's go back to thin afternoon. ; nd knowing. when I saw yiey bang- ing at the door i may sare wen. dered subconsciously whether the Bey of the room next to it would ft Well, when I was sitting out myself on that seat fust before I told you my {dea and you were both interested. But Cayley was | Just a shade too interested. I dare leny you didn't notice it, but he was.” y Jovem |to commit himaelf definitely to th statement that the key was either |outside or inside. | leave It vague. way.” whs wondering suddenly about Cay | suddenly said wretchedly. “Just miser-| receiver the door-bell rang and, sure jenough, it was Mark Muskrat him weit. “I'm miserable, doctor,” he said | wretchedly, “Just miserable.” | | Dr, Snuffies looked at his tongue jand pounded him all over and) clapped his chest and counted his pulse and then said: “I know just what is wrong, sir! | You're a very sick man, You've got | @ digease called by @ very long name. It's called ‘nothingwrongatall! ” “Goodness!” gasped Mark, turning |pale, “Am 1 as bad as that?” “Yes,” nodded Dr. Snuffies, “but |}T can eure you.” And he sent Nick for a special kind of medicine. “Why, it was only water!’ @aid| Nick when Mark Muskrat had gone “Never mind! amiled Dr. Souffies “Fis own imagination will do the rest.” (To Be Continued) (Copyright, 1922, Seattle Star) | really land pretended that it was enormou® | then, and I'l THE SEATTLE STAR > / GUNS ARE A PAIR \= Jor wer Socks! You Ait BEING WELD HERE FoR RANSOM VKNow « THEYS A LOG “TRAIN LEAVING HERE FoR 7TH’ crty TOMORROW WITH A LOAD OF TELEPHONE POLES, AN YoU LIVE WIRES ARE FREE ‘To GO wer // : ee : oF WIS CAMPING P7 ACT \S JUST LIKE FALLING OUTOF A BALLOON = V'ONLY Do iv once! * “tH! ONLY THING THAT'D BRING ME OUT “10 AN ACCIDENT LIKE THIS AGAIN WOULD, BE SIX PALL- >. 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OH, HELEN! y Suit OF MINE P ANYWAY # FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS GBE, TT MUST BE NICE T MANE A DoD wo Wows SMANY “Well, of course that proved noth: | shielding Mark, what?” ing, and the key business didn't} “That's the simplest explanat prove anythi becauselit you're a friend of © y of the door the other] want to let him down ked | then I'm not, you see." “Why, ixn’t It simple, anyhow? “Well, let's have the explan undertake to sive whatever side keys were, Mark might have lc his own private room from the side sometimes. Rut I piled it on, ly Important, and quite altered the/a simpler one afterward. Only re cane altogether, and having got Cay ley thoroly anxious about it, as I expected, he rostet. He altered the keys and gave. himerif away entirely.” “But the library key wns still out side. Why didn’t he alter that? “Because he's a clever devil. For one thing, the inspector had been in the Mbrar. ght possibly have noticed dy, And for an hesitated. after waiting member of the “Yen; | Mark and they jof it, Just nw Cayley | Cayley hears the shot give Mark more awny, locks the door, a potinding on it. He pre Mark has locked the door, ar How's that?’ Watson, hopeless.” floor to start with I don't mind that goes in to see his brother, quarrel and all the great was saying. and in order co t well to al * Antony “What?” said Bill, for him to go on. oa, pole does Cayley know that It in han shot Robert, and not the*other way round?” said Wil, rather He though right. Say that gone into the room first, Robert on the floor.” “Well?” “Well, there you are.” “And what does he say to Mark? That {t's a fine afternoon, and would he lend bim a pocket-handkerc y|Or 4 he ask him what's guesswork, But I fancy y was thoroly upset about » key business, He didn’t want aes Cayley has a wanted and seen Tt was safest that “I see.” said Bill slowly But his mind was elsewhere. He Now then, Watson,” said Ant “It's time you sald some ° Well, of course, I asks what happened,” juctantly “And what does Mark say? “Explains that the revolver went off accidentally during a struggle.” “Whereupon Cayley shields him by—by doing what, BI? Encourag ing him to do the damn ailliest thing that any man could possibly do—contess his guilt by running away!” thing. suppose say, Tony, do you really mean “I mean what I eald, Bill. No morar “Well, what does it amount to?” “Simply that Robert Ablett died in the office this afternoon, and that Cayley knows exactly how he died That's all It doesn't follow that Cayley killed him.” “No. No, of course Bill gave a sigh of reite ; BY ZOE BECKLEY » NO. 5—FIRST WHEELER, NOW BARTON, FORCE MOLLY INTO DON’S ARMS BY THEIR JEALOUS OBJECTIONS, ‘Three men are in love with BILLY BARTON, MOLLY WAYNE, and one of them, DONALD MANNI jas awept her off it doean’t.” "He's just (Continued Tomorrow) © young architect When she tele him she ie going to meet Manning the automobile swerves and crashes into & fence, Billy's arma had cushioned Molly from the smash “ “What Molly, chow [struggling to her feet Unlike hin wal evaded her eyes. at . midnight expross for P asked Molly to acco happenedt* she gasped, self, Barton ves the dance early and te ils face was pale, being driven home by her third lover, the key is on the outside} | | t for a moment. | sald Bul re} * * By - rage i4y CHIEF BIG STAR “Daddy,” Peggy said next day, sionaries and to de er David had retold to her the} Whitman when Ke » of those] Dr was bt good even he ries al boys, | spending his life trying to cure en't there some me their sicknesses tell me, | jt cam them of the territ brothers had do: ply stunn “If those Indians over there (it was 180 mile: the Whitman home) have killed Dr, Whitman,’ said Edwin's father, ‘how do wo know that any moment our own Indians may not set upon us? “They were in terror, and | didn’t know at al! what to do, or | which way to flee, Then one briefly, | night a ‘call at the door startled “thist| them and Old” Chief Blg-Star win Kells says in his diary old Indian and told » thing his red ey were sim that you could when trusty to their house Daddy set Porgy on his knee and pretended to spill her over} he “Peg-o-my-heart, | before answered; | backward then nid, there are enough of those stories | id by Edwin Eels to fill David's | big ‘G'ography book.’ What kind do you want the nd and I'll serve it hot, ‘any flavor} he Namo you like.” “Indians,” sald Perey snugeling down to listen, Han ones.” en ar was a tall man with y hair, down ower his . bushy eyebrows piercing finger inch “Indians {t Is," Daddy agreed, jong “and remember, my dear, that In noul from bene black ey and nails three-quarters of an long. He was a great chief, “Big-Star came into the one lit tle roam of the cabin and folding | his brown arms across his chest the Indians) +4 fixed his eyes upon the family afew. shrinking into a ¢orner as far away from him as possible, Long he looked, then in’ his own language, which they all under. stood, of course, he spoke.” (To Be Continued) ‘ } diana nt that time were a serious for ve Eella and their children were part of the history at the time of the! proposition; Cushing Whitman massacre, “That was when east o’ the mountains #0 uneasy about the numbers of white people they saw coming, when the poor savage, Ignorant | red men, began to doubt the mis. arrears a La | but his votee betrayed emotion rather than fright * was all the e€planation he offered. “Some one will give you f@ lift Imek to the Boat club, We'll just sit here till some car shows up.” FMfolly's mind Jeaped whole gaps in reasoping. “Why baek to the club?” she ask e4 with quick suspicion, “T've got to meet Don at the station" “Molly, you're not yourself to- night.” he said slowly, “Or you wouldn’t for one moment consider any such unworthy: ‘ Molly broke’ in fiercely. Was everybody going to attack Manning? “And you've undertaken to make jup my mind for me?" she cried furfously. “Ah, you stupid, stupid men, you and Ben Wheeler!" A sleek gray car had suddenly rolled up, WHERE 1S ‘THAT BATHING: a tow, Billy now looked squarely Into her eyes, sternly yet somehow geat ly, too, “Want a hand?” latidvale Savings bank, Molly's em. It was Bennings, president of thel YAS, 1 FoonD IT! BUT | GUESS T'VS BOGN FISHING ACL POIRENOON AND ISIDN'X GVGN GOT A BITS. Do vou ESE ENG (el AFUE: é es —AND THSes's A Dow4s2lR Bice to Boot} { ployer. | Puzzled but reluctant to intrude “Why, hello, Miss Wayne, what's|on what seemed a “situation,” the happened?” si MEE) banker drove off with Molly, Molly hurried over, “You weren't hurt, T hope, chiidt “I was in a hurry to get to the| “Oh, no," she replied stanchly but station, and Mr, Barton, wanting to] without conviction, help me, was a bit too zealous, that's “Well, if you feel Ike loafing af all.” home tomorrow,” Bennings began “Well, come tn, come in,” Bennings | kindly. offered cordially. “And de you want) morrow-——I_ may not come—te Mr, Barton?” the bank, Mr. Bennings.” Barton shook pad dejectedly | “Is that why you're going—to the “No, thanks, 1 don’t want to de Are you leaving Midvate?* 3 if Miss Wayny is still in Bennings—1 am leaving Mid~ vale to be married. (To Be Continued 3 (Copyright, 1932, by Seatthe Star} “1 am. Molly's volee Was suall | but determined,