Eugene register-guard. (Eugene, Or.) 1930-1983, November 21, 1930, Image 16

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Newspaper Page TextNovember 2T, 1930. THE EUGENE BEOTRTETl-GTTARP Heart t Ik., LAURA LOU BROOKWAN Vi CHAPTER LVIII JOHN MITCHELL leaned both el bow on bis desk and frowned at the leather deak pad. It was seven o'clock and he was sittiojf in the liv ine room of bis home. The man's face was ahockins. For the past tbrpe days and nights Mitchell had had lit tle sleep. Dark circles beneath bis ve told of long, restless Tjnils. tfbere were deep lines in bis fore head and bis cheeks were pallid. Mitchell sat up sharply. What was the use of this nonaense? He turned ns he bettrd a knock at the door. Edward, the butler, ap peared In response to the call "Come. "Dinner la served, sir," Edward an nounced. Has Mr. Shieldi coma In?" "Not yet, air." "Then I'll wait until he cornea. A if a in Mitchell bent over bis desk and brooded over events of tha past week. Jt was the same story. At tver.v climax of his life be had taken the wronc turn. It was his fault Ce lia bad disappeared. He was willing, at this late dote, to admit it was bis fault that Margaret bad gone. He taw himself for what be was a man grown prematurely old, a slave to the legal clients whose court battles bad crowded' practically every other Interest from bis life. They had homes, wives, and families, those cli ents who profited by his skill. What bad be, John Mitchell? Mitchell paced the length of the vooin. He croaaed the floor, turned ami stopped at the sound of tapping d the door. "Who is It?" he called. "It's I, Mr. Mitchell Shield." "Coma In!" Barney entored the room. Mitch ell sought the young man's face eag erly but found no einse for reassur tnce. "They've lost Jordan !" Barney blurted ont, "What?" Barney nodded. Tw Just come from ',' he aald, mentioning the detective headquarters, "The fellow who's been shadowing Jordr.11 came in half an hour ago and admitted he'd lost him." A violent oath bnrat from Mitch- J lira lips. Shields joined aympathet cally In the discussion which follow ed. The father was moved to put the whole matter before the police au thorities. Maybe that the thing to do. 'Shields said cautiously, "but unless we get aomethlng more to work on I don't see bow it will help. If I could only guess what was in Cella's mind !" "W won't know that until wa find her. Good God. Shields. I tell yon I can't stand this any longer" They talked for several minutes tnd then Edward arrived a second time to announce that ' dinner was prepared. For two daya Barney Shields had been making the Mitchell residence his home. Sot once in that time had Mitchell gonn to his office. Hn ?eemed to cling to the young man as he one, support in his sorrow. To gether they had interviewed detec tives, reconstructed again and again event preceding Cella'a disappear ance ana sought to untangle the mye eery. Dinner conversation centered on the only subject which interested either of the two men. Practically nothing new In the starch bad been reported. Again Shields broached the subject of Cella's motive for leaving Mrs. 1 Paraons' borne. "I wleh I knew how much she real ly cares for Jordan! Somehow I can't get over the feeling that ah went away to marry him. You know what th doorman said " "But the maid denied there was a man there. Besides, Shields, I told you Olia said you were the man aha cared for." "I enn't believe H!" "Well, it's trie. No It's some dev- I lltry of Evelyn Parsons' that drove the girl off. Tket'a what did It. Oh, if there were only some way of deal- , Ing with thnt woman!" I John Mitchell's eyes snapped as he apnk. The butler removed the plates and brought deswert. The two at the tub were alien t for aome time and then Shields addressed his compan ion. "There's one thing I've been think ing about." he aaid slowly, "Mr. Mit chell, don t you thlnk.tr Cella'a moth er were here she could help us?" "I wish I knew any way to get her here." I "You don't mean that ahe won't come? Oh, 1 know she wouldn't rs fuse!" i "I don't know where ahe Is either. I've had detectives searching for 10 day." "Then maybe they're together!" LITTLE ORPHAN ANNIE Mm-m-m Now By HAROLD QM MftcheJl ahook hi think tt'a Doisible." he snld. didn't know where her mother wa it waa a great grief to the glrL To head. "I don't I. "Celia what extent H may have influenced her In going away I don't know. Mar garet's disappearance Is just aa much a mystery aa Celia's." They were considering this phase of the problem when Edward entered the dining room. "There's a gentleman In the hall. Mr. Mitchell, who aaked to see you." MDo you know his name?" Edward handed Mitchell a card bearing the name of a representative of the detective bureau. "Show him into the drawing room. Tell him I'll be there Immediately." As the butler turned to go Mitchell pushed back his chair and rone. Come along." he aaid to the young man, "it's McNeil. He must have learned hois n thing.1' McNeil was the atocklly built de tective who had relieved Bnrney Hhields from his all-night watch of Jordan's apartment. Pie was stand ing b'jfora the fireplace with bis back toward the door when Mitchell and Shielda stepped into the drawing room. At the sound be turned. "Good evening. Mr. Mitchell. Good evening, Shields. I'vo just picked up a little information I thought would interest you. "What is it?" Mitchell demanded, "Mind if I sit down? Thanks." Mc Neil settled himself comfortably and looked up at hie boat who was still standing, iou know .Morrison was trailing Jordan this afternoon and loat him. but we'll soon find him again. Yes, sir! I picked up informa tion an hour niro that Jordan has hooked pa nun hp, for Havana and is sailing tonight! "Sailing tonight!" McNeil nodded, pleased with him- aelf. "At 10 p. m." he said. "I'm having the boat watched and aa soon as he goes on board we II know it, Once the ship puts to sea you can rest assured that young mnn won't be mixing in any place where he'a nor. wanted. I guess probably he'a got, wind of the fact that he's been watched and decided to blow." "You're positive be' sailing to-nJfht?" "No not really positive.. Only why Mid he book passage this morning it he didn't intend to make the trip? We keep close watch of ship arrivals and departures in thin buHinesa, you know. I got wind that Jordan had Enid for his passage and found out did It aome time before noon Thought you'd be pleased to hear about it!" Mitchell turned toward Barney Shields. "What do you think It means?" he aaked. Shields shook hi head. "Hard to tell," he said. "Of course It's pos sible he's worried and wants to play aafe but I don't know seems doubt ful. We'd have more of an idea if we knew where Jordan waa this after noon." McNeil glanced at a wrist watcb. "It'a nearly eight o'clock," he aaid. "Within two hours we'll know wheth er or not Jordnn has walked up that gangplank. Personally. I think your troubles are over so far as that bum is concerned." John Mitchell had halted and waa staring at the detective. A strange look had come over the man's face. "Did yon see the full passenger list?" he asked. McNeil nodded his head emphatic ally. "I know what you're thinking!" he aald. "I read the full list. There' no girl by the name of Mitchell among those sailing." Mitchell wiped bli forehead. "You are sure of that?" "No auch name listed!" McNeil said stubbornly. "Well- I'll be getting along now. I'm off duty. We'll have this thing cleared up for you In a day or two. Mr. Mitchell." "I sincerely hope o." McNeil waa shown out and the but ler arrived with coffee. Shields de clined the beverage but Mitchell was drinking his third cup when a tele phone rang loudly. "I'll answer!" Biirney said, spring ing up. He stepped into tin hallway and picked up the Instrument. A fem inine voire greeted his ear. "Is this Mr. Mitchell?" the voice demanded, "Celia Mitchell's father?" "No, but I'll call him," Barney turned. The older mnn waa beside him. It a for you. Barney said, hand ing over the telephone. in voire nr mi oiner eno or rne wire waa excited and high pitched. .Shields, standing near Mitchell, hear every word Thin la liiM Duncan." the voire said. "Mr. Mitchell, I wonted to tell you thnt Celin'a gone." "What do you mean?" "I mean she's gone!" the voice In sisted hotly. "She's been stnying here with me but this afternoon ahe went for a drive with Tod Jordan and they haven't come hack. It waa nearly four hottra ago and I've been so worried. I'm afraid something's hisppened!" (To Be Continued THE TINY MITES KN1CK Bv f mm GEE- SURfc fxrA UP K tVAt WOCO) NOW IT'S TeVKW M VS BVS eX 3ENUM WOW iLftV VVKT, .1 CAVA SEfc one. Gvis SKY ROADS "yHE Tiniei rodi! and rt.de nd rml. 1 Each d'mkfy had a lighlwrishl load, and trottfd Trrjr hfluly alnnn tha narrow .ire. I. Of court, th. Tinipa houncd aronnd and almost toppl.d to (lie ground. '1'lipy wared a merr.T itr.ptinR to tnoat araryoii. they'd mrH. Wea Clowny rodfl up to a boy and thought, "I'd fill thla lad with Joy It I would l.t him hnre a rid.." And Uien hf ahouled, "Ury! How would you like to take my place?' A .mil apraad on tlia yoiiugnler'a face. "All riifbt." aaid Clowny, "Hop Aboard! Tou'll bare aoma fun todny." He promptly alid down to bia feet and helped the boy up to tlia aeat. "Xow, lianff on light, youiijE fellow." b adviaed liia new-found friend. "I'll lead the donkey 'round awhile. We'll only trarel 'bout mile. The. .lourney will be lovely from tba atari no to tha end." For Passenger and Pilot (Young or Old) -r.)jja.aaaaa.i - WW d 6WE SMwmwifarlM n.VIWG URCUS-STTEAOY W TO MILLION FLKSf MUST ) P SS3r 1 1 mWy ml-r- S -i.. rf-i mnt sport for our i ft Drjvins HrS ELEPHANT FARTHER AND FARTHER INTO THE AFRADl COUNTRY, I "t BLACVC VULTURE WAS FORCED TO LIVE ON VHAT WE COULD GET, WHICH WAS PRACTICALLY NOTHING By LESTER J. MAITLAM If I BULLETlfTj L.. BOARD 7 SKYROADS FLYING SCHOai DEAR REfXOER, i C0MIN6 IN THICK AND FASi j RELATED TO AN AIRPLANE I nrtj nng puj! HLKCftDY BEEN I ANSWERED VITO Will IT IM THE BULLFTIU Be... I QUESTIONS ARE AWSWeSo QUESTIONS HAVE RCW S08MITTED THAT WE ARE. 3ukky we ftKc NOT PERMITTED TO ANSWER UfetAUSt OF THEIR COMMERCIAL. NATURE- SEND IN A QUESTION,' CAUB THIS PAPER POLLY AND HER PALS By Cliff Stem! SORR" &AML&L. I STILL DOMT POLLOW VOU.' ' -' vi jlvi AfKMUJm wu, ir irie esr ricn, ncn ,ftLl we U.&. ADULTS 1 TH& SOOMEF5 WERXKSS I D0njY M ,r& rR&AM W HASTA DO. IS STAKE THt TtWKlbJAFFCRD. m FOLLOW . 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