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PAflE SIX Tlie Willie Cockatoo by Hignon G. Ebtthart . TN0P8IB: Jim Bundean hat tefriended Sue Tall, who eacapet an abductor by taking retupe in Bundean'a room Out aha will not permit him to aaarch lot tha ab ductor and when ha ooea tor tha kay to her room aha runs away. Bundean stumbles oMr a mur dared man In the corridor ol the eld Horl. Lovachiem and hie wilt try to verauada him not to report tha murder to tha French police. Then, while the polios are oomtno, Bundean ooea into tha court and it ehot at ive timet. Bla aaaaiUint eacapet la 'he police arrive But return! with the information that ' the found her key in her door. Bhe cannot eay whether or not the mur. Acred man woe her pursuer. The folios Queatton Bundean, Cbapter 11 8UNDEAN EXPLAINS MADAME i.aETHE'B green eyea were very bright and know ing during tbe commlssalrs's brief questions, but they looked lss knowing wben 1 began to tell of tbe man wbo bad shot at me In tbe courtyard. Sbe looked for tbe flrat time at a loss, and Lovscblem, wbo had let her do most ot tbe talking thus tar, suddenly became pos tossed of an active tongue. "But you are mistaken, Mr. Sun dean!" he cried. "The wind de ceived you. There could have been no one In tbe courtyard." " "Hell, don't I know when I've been shot at?" I took tbe flashlight out of my pocket and showed them bow It was shattered. "The wind eannot do this. There was some one In tbe court not fifteen minutes ago. He had a revolver and shot at me twice on tbe stairway that's wben be got the flashlight and three times In tbe courtyard." The young officer turned to the pompous .commlsBalre de police, there was an ezdted sputtering of French, the older man gave a quick order which sent one ot tbe men In the background hurrying away, and Madame Orethe sent me a most . unpleasant look from her green yes. "Where Is Father RobarL" she said to Marcel In French. "He went away, just after the gentleman went downstairs, I re mained alone with him. "He went awayf" Her narrow - eyebrows were straight and ber yes wary. Sbe broke into rapid French, telling, as near as 1 eould make out, hat she had sent at once for the priest. Following her example, Lov achiem plunged Into the stream ol conversation, and .Sue and 1 were momentarily forgotten. She was standing quite near me, and 1 said in an undertone: . , "What are they saying?" Sbe gave me a startled look. "Oh you do not understand them Lovachiem Is saying that be does not know the man, that be was killed outside, away from the hotel, and brought here and left to throw suspicion from tbe murderer. They are considering It. . "But you and your shattered flashlight are troubling tbe younger man: he says tbe murderer must be hers In the hotel. Lovachiem . says you were frightened By the wind and dropped It He says no one could have g-t into the bote). -The commlssalre that Is, tbe older one says n case yon are telling the truth they will discover him." "What do they say ot the dag ger?" Bhe did not reply at once; It was strange that where 1 had felt a kind of friendliness about her, now I felt as distinctly a withdrawal. "They say nothing of the dagger,' aid Sue warily, ber eyes on Ma dame Orethe, as It to be sure she , waa not overheard. AND at that the young offlcjr " whirled to me and said very, rery politely: "Will Monsieur be kind to tell me why he waa in tbe lobby ot the hotel so late in the night?" Why waa IT -low could 1 avoid telling of Sue Tally? Her own words returned to me In the very nick ol time. She bad said something about wanting to lock the door of my room while waiting for me but that the key was gone. I said, not daring to look at tbe door to be sure there was no key In It: "I went to tbe lobby tor a key. There waa no key In my door." The young officer's nyebrows went np t littler but be repeated my reply to tb commlssalre. i added no further word, though . , longed to do so: explanations can be more damaging than silence. All at once Sue spoke; it was al most a whisper: "They aro talking of how the mur ' der was done," she said. "They are going to look at It again." bhe ' looked frightened. "Will Monsieur approach himself this way?" asked the young officer politely. "Will he be kind to regard the on that lead?" Annual Meeting of Church in Phoenix PHOENIX, April 18. 6p.)-JWd-nesday evening there will be a the regular annual congregational meet ing of the Presbyterian church with covered dish supper at 8:30 in the church. Election of elders and trua- a wbiouy'S ri n rv 2r NOW EVEN BETTER I followed them Into the corridor. Lovscblem stepped back to let me pass, and 1 caught a flicker of Madame Qrethe s eyes. Approach near, monsieur," said the young oflVer. "Now." He mo tioned the others back, and we were all crowded Into tbe corridor, but tbe full light fell on tbe murdered man. "Now, monsieur. Is this the way yon found lira? Was be like this exactly? No passport? Nothing In bla pockets? Was- there no weapon?" There was no weapon. The dag ger I had forced Madame Grethe to drop there on the dead man s chest, tbe dagger 1 bad ao carefully rofralned from touching myself In order not to leave fingerprints, was certainly not there. Had not been there evidently when the police came upon tbe scene. Had It been there on my return' from the court yard? I eould not recall more than glancing at the body. Wbo then had taken It? Tbe priest? Marcel? Sue Tally? Was that why I bad felt so definitely ber sndden withdrawal from the sub ject of tbe dagger? And It so, was it because ber own frightened band bad snatched that thing and plunged It? Because she knew Its grim Big nlflcanco? Because she knew Its urgent Importance as a clue? It was an Inconceivably ugly thought, but It was not one thai could easily be thrust aside. And it was one that, naturally, had ltB own Influence upon what was to come. I straightened up. "Ot course there was a weapon,' 1 said. "It was a small steel dag ger. Lovscblem, here, withdrew li to look at It, and we discovered tha. It was the sword from the clock li. there on the mantel. We left It on the dead man. Someone has taken it" "' I 'HE clock In your room there!" cried the young officer wltboni. waiting to translate to the older one. "Yes." "And you knew nothing of It?". ' "Nothing. Except that It was here on the dead man's body when went down nto tbe courtyard, ana now It Is not here." He turned then, and French crackled between himself and his superior while tit others listened anxiously. ' "Wbo was with tbe body while you were gone?" "The porter and the priest" , "Where la this priest?" . , Madame .ntervened. "Probably lp his room. Tour men will And him." The young officer whirled to Mar eel, whoso '-lack eyes were snap ping. There was a rapid exchange ot questions, and he turned back tc me, . "The portor says ho knows notb lng of It That he saw no one take the dagger; did not of a truth know that It waa not here. But he sayt there waa no light for perhaps tet minutes." Sue bad turned toward the door to my room. Suddenly sbe said: "It Is there I The sword Is on tbe clock again." Everyone else looked at once. 1 shot one look at Sue. It was a very brlot look, but It was enough, knew suddenly that I was right Sup hersolt bad cleaned that dagger and replaced It A torrent ot French broke out. and 1 watched the faces and strain ed my ears tor words that 1 knew Finally the young officer turned again to me. "Monsieur will remain here, please, and hold himself at the dis position ot the police. There will bo Investigation." I said shortly that I understood After all, thoy didn't mean to clap ma Into Jail on suspicion, as I've been given to understand la the pre rogatlvs of the French police. ' It was Just aa the voung officer was detaching the tiny sword from the soldier's grasp and wrapping li carefully In a handkerchief that a commotion vose In the corridor. It grew louder, the young office and Marcel darteu to the door to look and then stepped back, and the commotion resolved Itself Into sev eral policemen, he dark little mala weeping, Father Rohan, and a bun die of shawls topped by what ap peared to be a large white cabbagi In a stage ol Immlnont dissolution I said: "My God, do you Intend to hold a court ot Inquiry here li ; ni) bedroom? Has a man no privacy In France? First a murder at my door, then an attack on my life, and now a" 'Copyright Uipnon Q. KberhartJ Will Msroal. tomorrow, till what only ho knows of this Inorodiblo tanalof ten will be held and all Interested In the church work as well aa mem- bers are asked to be present. s Rummage Sale. April 18 and 10th, 418 East Main St. Right across street from Roxy Theater. 8x10 Photo for 75a opp Holly Theater. The Peaaleys. n Ft V w urn SCORESJPEN DECATUR, Ala., April 18. P Trial of eight negroes charged with S'MATTER POP TAILSPIN TOMMY BOUND TO WIN- YOU'VE HEARD THE WHOLE 1 BOYS , AND WHILE JUST THE THREE OF US ARE TOGETHER. . I WANT TO APOLOGIZE TO BOTH ' tHB BOTTOM OP MY HEART FOR WHAT YOU'VE DONE 1 7 Look" at THja mot est I Vou'vs. YteACrfe3 rn ( maw ToreMiw4 A)e wa Jwt 1 ffun-. s"-at r"i. VV fi ; ( TO 314. 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This printed statement quoted Llebowltz as follows: The Scarlet Ace Plays A Waiting Game! legram From Hillsdale TfteTM NfWV2BVTRiE,Sli,eBeCAUSe"THBy'DM I (AND THEY HAD CAUSED Hi TO THINK MM VVE GOT A TELEGRAM WOT . l IS S09PICIOU9 OFTrtEM VV, AND-- OWB AN ALOS7TOMRS.CK tWl 5xTT&3?K9?XS55'' 'rVv MMm AH.MRS.OlGGS- CHARMED TO ES TOO AND I HOW l Otnt BtinJn rights rmnrtd. "If you ever saw those creatures; those bigots, whose mouths are silts In their faces, whose eyes pop out at you like frogs, whose chins drip to bacco Juice, be whiskered and filthy, you would not ask how they could do It." This statement was purported to have been made- in response to a question as to how the Jury, trying By C. M. PAYNE OH, HE'S VERY WELL- I'LL C ALU H1M-HE 1 IN HIS STUOY- MR. the' negro, Heywood Patterson, found him guilty April 9. ARREST TWO ANGLERS FOR LACK OF LICENSE John Butler of Talent,- was arrest ed on Little Butte creek Sunday, and ' Robert Smith of Rogue River was arrested on Evans creek, both charged THE MINUTE THAT SEEMS ON THE OKSE OCCASION WHEN YOU F0R60T TO BRIN6 A HANDKERCHIEF SOMEONE OSTENTATIOUSLY ASKS TO BORROW IT ' , .. tH, : TOR A CARP TRICK ' yfflfe ' WA I ..cv,, .v.-r..- Vs3KM7 . , WWMWIBW r I'M GLAO TO HEAR THAT- V S33 v TH6V MENTIONED OVER 1 I . ... .. TV.BRA.OIO THAT HE WA WHERE A STRANGE THING JUST L a fTT LW rGHT 1 MR.. HAPPENED- HE WW i,rt. WZBRTsftT A- JVGGS? CRAWUNGOUTOFThE: AND I WAS WONRIEO , . -r rOR FEAR HE. WA-b HURT- Ltn n WINDOW- I TRIED TO . , , J J XLr STOP HIM, BUT HE HIT A with angling wlthdut an angler's license. Sentence was deferred today in Justice court until Thursday morning at ten o'clock, Justice of the Peace W. R. Coleman stated. State police made the arrests. . 4 Don't extend credit' to Mr. New Customer until you find out from the Southern Oregon Credit Bureau how he paid the other fellows. A YEAR . (Copyright, 1833. by Tho Bell Syndicate, locj , One Life Enough Declares Darrow OHIOAOO, April 18. (P One life of 76 years Is enough In the opinion of f'iarenoe Darrow. ; "I would not like to live my life V again." he said when questioned about his 76th birthday anniversary today. By GLUYAS WILLIAMS y ULLNN CIIAFKIN tad UAL FOIiUKBI By EDWIN ALGER By George McManus : ; : : ; . 1
