November 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
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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."
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OUT OUR WAY
By WILLIAMS
The lad eniored It heatui. hei'mmn the
donkey trareled very alow. Soon f
t'lowny cried, "Hop down. The other
Tinymitea are throunh. ao 1 must bid
Kiod-bje to you." "Oh, thiink yon,"
aaid the little lad, "I'm glad you came
to town."
Tha Tiniea then walked hhwka and
bloeka until they reached the long ship
dock. "-Now all of you look way out
there," exclaimed the Travel Man.
"The ahipa you are. of couree are
aunk. They're dropped down in the
aea, kerplunk! Before they grew ao
old. out on tile ocean blue they ran.
"Von ace, when bonta are "all worn
out and of their aafety there i doubt,
the ownera ainiply make them aink.
There's little they can aare. The bow
atick up. a ruaiy brown, to mark the
fpot where they re gone d..wn. To all
the people here, that apnt i known a
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