Eugene register-guard. (Eugene, Or.) 1930-1983, October 13, 1941, Image 5

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    ,13,1941.
TBS REGISTER. GUARD. EUGENE. ORZQOH
LITTLE ORPHAN ANNIE
MURDER IN PARADISE
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jrCJDUOS CAMK
CHAPTE v
. um nneil and
F 4W. Mine mans
f rated t was hap-
f v.( (a b firm with Tod
editor w ul ,7. .
ft, little weekly paper
L .n h local news from
p, festivals to ton auc
lh sad Mauds sewed my
PmrZ. .1.1. 4ntrviewln
KJu hastened to soothe
charming young man:
.....j:. .lurava had ft
IXwoarrledllleathree
iriftUs strange assort-
7i..,i..rlfcl in saying that
Ea' wasn't 1tk 'the news
mi knew. He wa
t ibout 29, with nice wavy
r v.i. ., itadv brown eyes
ken serious to his tanned,
hwed ftce. raaua w
U.a rfmw moit of the inter-
L.I was happy to learn. She
r0'. i.i m 1 m Um warn
f umith one could call
L jnt name immediately
forked In DetTOK a lew years
fc coming home to ecui me
fcretkly paper his father had
tin the result of a life's
flod was the Kit. to fit Into
It eonmunlty too. He was
fa kind, tolerant, but tor all
Hired ana a tnorougn son i
i nan.
ma of ui has much to tell,"
ted. "We don't know why,
lot by whom the man was
ltd that s what maxes tne
iseed. "Well have to wait
b tojaeit for light on those
it," nil Maudie, "I should
III jou snooped about a bit
mi find what people have
M'tnd what those people
doing last night. I m sure
skat I'd do-"
htyou've no part in this pic-
hire," I reminded her grimly. Be
fore the couia ao mora wan give
ma cold, dignified glare through
ber glasses a ear stopped outside
and I beard a voice, calling.
FOM the look of absolute de
light on Maudie'i face and the
sinking sensation la my own In
terior, I knew who bad arrived.
Why it bad never occurred to me
mat Denny would come, I don't
know, except that things bad
moved so swiftly as to leave me
more confused than usual. But be
was there. Dennis Flynn bad
worked with the boys In the dty
room and waa one of the best
crime reporters In town. If be
was here now the story must-have
big angles, I thought, following
Maudie outside.
I sort of gathered myself to
gether, figuratively speaking, be
cause Denny did things to me.
hadn t seen nun in a year and
I hoped now that the sight of his
red head and freckled lace with
the funny, crooked eyebrows
wouldn't make me feel In a way
no teacher of Lit. I should feel
I'd felt that way about him for
a long time and I had put up with
a lot, too, because being with
Denny after teaching smarty soph
omores In high school day after
dar was like changing from Cin
derella Into the traditional fairy
princess.
I mean life to Denny was a
grand adventure, only sometimes
the adventures were too crazy.
It was one of those that be bad
taken In stride that finished things
between us a year ago. After all
a school teacher has her repute'
tion to consider, and I was quite
sure the Board of Education
wouldn't approve of his calling for
me In a patrol wagon he hap
pened to meet up with while wait
ing to eaten a taxi out to our
house.
Well, Denny had met Tod
Palmer when he was out this way
on some state assignment, and the
way young Tod looked at him I
could see he was another pushover
for the Flynn charm. The young
reporters always were that way.
Denny stood for the old type
school of newspaperman to them
and they were naive enough to
hang on his every word In open
mouthed admiration. At least, I
thought, I can look at him with
out such an expression on my face.
The vision of that Black Maria
parked before the house while
Denny waited to escort me to the
theater in It was still vivid in my
mind.
We sat there, Maudie and I, and
listened to Denny and young Tod
put the pieces of the picture of
the crime together. Where Denny
had acquired all his Information
I don't know, but he knew what
we knew and more betides.
Maudie waa in seventh heaven.
While passing out beer and goose
liver sandwiches, which she had
made In about two minutes, she
managed to ask all the questions
she had been mulling over.
e
DENNY let her talk. "Sorry,
uuiiui, dui a none
think . there's going to be much
romantic mystery," he told her
finally. "Maybe this little country
dame Jeanie did have cause to
bump Cord off, and maybe your
green-eyed Dixon gal bad Just aa
good cause, but he waa plugged
by a good old .3J slug and, know
ing nis pais in town, I'd say It
was the work of the numbers
boys."
I was nonplussed, but Maud!
put It Into words. "Numbers boysT
i suppose you mean the enea
being investigated by the Grand
Jury," she said. Maudie keeps up
on tne news.
"Cord had bean doing a little
fine manipulating," Denny said.
"He was getting bis cut all right
and he was due to be called by
the Grand Jury. He's been around
town long enough so that someone
probably ngured he'd talk and talk
plenty."
Maudie looked bewildered.
"What's the matter?" I demanded.
"You've still shad a murder.
Aren't numbers boys exciting
enough? Here you've had one
right in your back yard, so to
speak, with a smoking gun In his
hand and a nice corpse left as a
remembrance. What more do you
want?" Personally I felt like
drawing a big breath of relief.
I don't know just what I ex
pected to develop out of that
crime, but now I was sure that
little Jeanie Morris wouldn't be
involved, and her faded romance
with Cord wouldn't have to be
blazoned across every front page.
But that feeling wasn't evidenced
on Maudie's plump face.
"You may be a good leg man,
Dennis Flynn, but this time you're
wrong."
"How come, darling? What do
you know that I don't know?"
She went into one of her dow
ager freezes and fllckecTthe ash
into the tray at the crucial mo
ment. "You're such a great re
porter you should know all the
possibilities," she said with dig
nity. Denny looked at me and
flicker of doubt clouded his eyes,
I felt a moment's panic myself.
Maudie spoke with such authority.
(To Be Continued)
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In recognition of its service to tbj
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WIU. BE AT THE FIELD IN THE
IN TWENTY MINUTES MORNING
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"Into the laws of Death"
By HAROLD GRAY
TlHEARDWARBUCKS.
Mr MASTER-PUNJAB, MY
FRIEND "LITTLE ANNIE-
THEY ARE IN TROUBLE
I, TOO, SHALL GO"
TOO WILL HMO ME
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