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By GLUYAS WILLIAMS
LITTLE BROTHER
STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX
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oi .kyr6Ji. 'i He myiteriout
ifiootiny to death 0 Jud Blin
hop, my old lame, open our
stormy weekend at Farrington
Bluff t home cf MichaeV$ aunts.
Alter a series of strange attacks,
we find the body of Michael's mad
father below the bluff. Aunt
Afartha is shot in the shoulder and
then nearly drugged to death with
jleepinp powders. The Skipper.
Mike's tall, tweedy younger aunt,
disappears. Cook gets "doped to
the gills," and we find proof that
William the chauffeur U an ex
convlct. Mike and Cay Palmer.,
hit fiancee, are with Aunt Martha
when I go searching alone and
fall noisily in the Skipper's room.
Chapter 39
. The Letters Vanish
IN the darkncbs i struggled to my
knees, llstentr.g to rapid feet com
ing through the bathroom from - 1
Farrineton's room. I was discovered,
but I didn't care. Rocking back and
forth on my knees. 1 waited for the
tight to come through that door and
disclose the budy of Cook. I almost
thought that I could see It In front of
me without the light. . .
The dooi came open with a bang,
Michael stood on the threshold, a
heavy silver box raised in his hand
as a weapon. At the sight of me, his
mouth dropped open. Slowly, fas
cinated. J swung my eyes down in the
path of light streaming through the
bathroom door. They encountered an
ordinary rag rug, one end of which
had been kicked up In the air in all
probability by m own foot. The other
end was held nrmly to the noor ny a
leg of the Skipper's bed. Of bodies-
or traces of them there was not a
sign. ,
"What are you doing now?" said
Michael blankly.
1 was becoming aware of 1 banged
elbow and a baikcd shin, and 1 was
also conscious of the picture 1 cut
there on my hands and knees.
"Playing potsy!" 1 said. "Any sug
gestions?" He stepped over to a stand and
switched on a light. -
"Are you hurt?" ho inquired with
eut too much interest.
I got clumsily to my feet. "I'll barely
live."
Michael surveyed me thoughtfully.
"Suppose wo go into the other room?"
he said.
1 went. The indignity of my position
momentarily seemed more important1
to me than the mysterious disappear
ance of Cook. M. Farrington was sit
ting In a chair, clad in one of her
eternal lavender wrappers, sharp eyes,
on my face. Gay sprawled on the bed,
cocked up on one elbow, her attitude1
thoroughly alert.
1 addressed myself to Gay, the. least
disconcerting of my s u d I e n e e.
"Where's Annie?" 1 said.
But M. Farrington was not to be
Ignored. "Annie," she declaimed, "is
still looking for the glasses which are
over there on the dressing table.
Would you mind telling us what you
were doing?"
"Someone got to William's room be
fore 1 did," I said, not pausing to ask
whether or not they had told her the
whole story. But M, Farrington had
been missing no tricks.
"How do you know7 Were the let
ters gone?
The letters! "No," I said quickly,
"Mike has them, haven't you, Mike?"
Michael's hands flew to his pockets
and on through his vest and trouser
pockets.
"Gay has them," he said. .
Three pairs of eyes swung to Gay's
face. It was blank.
"But I haven't. You have them your
self, Mike, You took them from Jlm-
inie."
There was silence.
"Michael" a a 1 d M. Farrington
crisply, "search the hall. You may
have dropped them in your excite
ment."
It was s forlorn hope, but It was the
only one. Mike went on the gallop.
M. Farrington took command of the
situation.
A Little Eavesdropping
TOW, Jmei, you have not ex-
1 y plained what you were doing In
Barbara's room. Don't look so vague."
I tried to do as I was told. As calmly
s I could, I told her what I had dls-
covered. Gay gasped once and, when
I came to the episode of the rug, gig
gled nervously. But M. Farrington's
gimlet eyes never left my face.
"Why didn't you go down to the
kitchen?" she snapped before I had
drawn a breath on my last period.
"I couldn't hear her, You can always
hear Cook, and"
"Humph!" said M. Farrington cryp
tically just as Mike came through the
door.
His face told the story long before
his tongue could.
"Didn't find a thing."
"1 guess it's time we looked at that
kitchen." I said.
M. Farrington's smile was sardonic.
"Are you quite sure. James?"
I was.
The smaller corridor was still in
Semi-darkness. I listened outside ofj
I J gglns' door for the taint sound of
Ibis breathing. Cook's door was still
I closed, but I was taking no chances.
I pushed It open end satisfied myself
that she had not returned to her room.
Then, feeling my way carefully, 1
started down the back stairs.
The mumble of voices was lower
and more indistinct. I could no longer
distinguish one from the other, let
alone any of the words. Slowly I crept
down until the turn of the landing
brought me within full view of the
kitchen, where 1 halted, open
mouthed. William stood at the end of the
kitchen table, leaning over talking ex
citedly to Annie, who ws sitting be
side him. Beyond them in s capacious
rocking chair, her eyes glittering and
her large hands clenched tightly In
her lap, sat Cook. She was not talk
ing, but she was listening spellbound
to the other two.
"Is it proof enough?" I was obliged
to exert every ounce of balance I
could command to avoid falling over
the banisters in my eagerness to hear
Annie's whisper. "If we was to fall
through with this, he could make it
awful hot for us. There ain't many
Jobs, Bill. You'd oughta know that."
William brought his fist down on
the table expressively but without
sound, 'The guys like us Is the ones
that'll get blamed. It took me three
years to learn that And here's another
thing. We got enough evidence on
Higglns to send him to the chair to
morrow!" 'You're In A Tight Spot'
AT this moment 1 leaned too heavily
upon the railing. It wasn't s very
loud squeak, but William spun around.
I tried to flatten myself against the
wall, but I had been discovered.
I stuck my hands into my pocket,
and ambled down the stairs.
"What I'd like to know, William,"
1 said, "is what you just said. Some
thing about evidence against Higgins,
wasn't it?"
With a ridiculous pretense of calm,
I seated myself on the table, my back
to the massive figure of Cook. "If
you'll take my tip, William, you'll get
the whole story off your chest. What
do you know about Higgins?"
He was gripping the table as If he
meant to smash it to pieces.
"What makes you think I know any
thing?" ' v . .. ..
"You do." 1 strove to keep my voice
level. "You're full of surprises. What,
for example, do you know about Hig
gins that would send him to the
chair?"
I pitied the fellow. His eyes were
bloodshot and his face was drawn.
"You can't prove I said nothing You
can't -prove nothing. I ain't going to
talk."
I took a long shot in the dark. "As
s matter of fact, William," t said, "1
can prove several -Interesting things
about you. And it so happens that my
evidence Is very fine evidence indeed.
And it won't do you any good to dis
pose of me in order to get hold of It."
-00k, I really believe, would have
throttled me at that point. If William's
arnvhadnot .wit" htfr hurtling back
Into her. chair. He drew a long brrnth.
"All right," he aid faintly. "What
are ybu going to do7",
I shoved a chair at him with my
foot. "Sit down." I said, "and tell roe
about It. It's all bound to come out
anyway."
He sat heavily. Annie was beginning
to cry.
"I been three years in the pen." His
voice was slow and dazed. "I was driv
ing for the Bttnshops and a ring was
pinched. They pinned it on me. The
old man felt sorry for me and got me
a Job here with Miss Barbara. I ain't
done a thing but it's gonna look bad.''
He was mumbling as if in his sleep,
and his voice was weary, hopeless and
sick.
"Did anyone but Miss Barbara
know about this anyone In the house.
I mean?"
He shook his head,drearlly. "Miss
Judith knew."
Jude! It was going to took bad! And
yet, if the Skipper had known all
about his record, he would have had
no reason for I leaned toward him.
"You know better than I do that
you're in a tight spot. Your only way
out Is to find the guilty man."
Cook s roar this time brought me
to my feet.
"Damn you!" she bellowed. "Damn
you for s lying devilj Leave him
alonel" . .
"Suppose you finish the story, Wil
liam." I said.
His blazing jyes snapped from
Cook's face to mine. For an instant J
thought I would be obliged to fight my
way out, but only for an instant. Wll
Ham's eyes fell and he sank back Into
his chair.
"All right, then." his words were
barely audible. "Cook knew It and
my wife."
An entirely new train of though!
was popping Into my head.
"By that you mean Ann.e?"
"Yes,"
The silence In the kitchen was un
broken. Annie had ceased to sniffle
I was doing some rapid thinking.
fC0p.vH.9M. 1M7, Kathtr Tyltr)
1 ret William to Ulk about Hturlns, !
tomorrow.
EDI!
NEW YORK. June API Mi it
divlftoni of trade succeeded In sur
- mounting Increasing handicaps to
pros rr fi s this week, Dun t Brsdatreet
laid today In the weekly revlrw of
business.
"Accumulated summer require
ments, spurred by warmer wenther,
Imparted a flutter momentum to re
tall trade." the agency Mid. "The
troeder flow of re-orders U wholeMil
era for urn sons I goodA revealed the
citiMoiis pollry merciinnta have fol
lowed In building inventories, An en.
tension of the strike map reunited In
temporary unsetl!ement of produc
tion schedules, but indtwtrlea cutMde
the affected rones maintained previ
ous operating rates."
The astency estimated retail output
for the country a whole at from
J to A percent above the preceding
veek and 12 to 30 percent better thau
year ago. Individual gains In the
major areas were: New England 10 to
16 percent: east 18 to 33; mld-wewt
10 to 30: northwest IS to 31: south
Ifl to 3S; southwest 13 to 22. and
racltic coaat 10 to 18.
EMPLOYERS HELD
NOT ACTING RIGHT
NKW YORK, June 10. (API
stenator Robert r. Warner, (D-N Y )
author of the national labor relation
act declared today refusal of em
ployer to sign collective 'argaUilng
MtreemenU may be a violation of the
taw through "bud faith.'
"AnM-unlon emtlver have ton$
refused to enter Into written con
tracts with unions as token of tnetr
damant determination not to accord
10 the properly selected represents
'Ivea of their workers the Mine Ut(t
mty and Manding which they accord
10 others with whom they do bust
pe." Senator Wagner asserted that "this
practice must be crushed before we
can have industrial peace."
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Srlmnlplrls' .Master piece
"England's fiuu woa slowly sotting
o'er the hill tops far away, '
Filling all the land with beauty At
the cIopc of one sad day;
And Its last raya kissed the fore hem d
of i man and maiden fair,
He with steps so alow and weary, she
wit!, sunny, floating hair;
He with bowed : head, t sad and
thoughtful; flhe. with llpsoll cold
and white,
Struggled to keep back the murmur:
Curfew must not ring tonight!' "
A girl of 10 added the quotha after
tonight" on her writing elate and
3taried off on the tweond stanza, of
x poem tbnl, whs to become one of the
most popular dramatic pieces In the
English language. It was "The Cur
tew Bell," better known today ns
"Curfew Must Not Ring Tonight.','
Itrf young composer was Rose Hart
wick, a high school student of Litch
field. Michigan.
Written In April, 1867, the poem
was forgotten for a while, then picked
up several years later and published
In a Detroit newapaper. An overnight
sensation. It was ro-publlshed thruout
America, went, to England, was tranfir
loted Into various foreign languages,
and eventually became International
ly recognized as a classic.
Married to Edmund Thorpe( a wrii
er. In 187I, Rose Hartwlck ' Thorpe
struggled along In poverty for several
years before her later literary efforts
btought In a stable Income She did
not make a cent on the poem which
mode her famous. "The Curfew Bell."
Tobacco vs. (inipefrult
The amount of citric acid In tobac
co varies from about two percent to
I've percent of the dry weight of
tobacco, according to W. W. Oarner.
cl the U. S. Department of Agricul
ture. Citric acid content of grape
fruit seldom tops one percent. So
far as Is known, no method has been
developed for practical or commercial
extraction of clt.ric acid from tobacco.
"Annie Lisle"
Amoug the colleges and universities
using the tune of "Annie Lisle." as
alma mater songs are: Lehigh, Syra
cuse, ' Chattanooga. Missouri, North
Carolina (in "Hark the Sound of
rnrhee.1 Voices"), and Cornell (in
"Far Above Cayuga's Waters").
Monday: The Phirh-lllttlng Pitcher.
Prejudice Chargfd
Kt.AM.ATlf PALLS. .Ilinc 10. (AP)
An affidavit of prejudice against
Circuit Judge Edward B. Ashurst waa
'lied today by attorneys for J. E.
Wlndle, Portland broker.
First Church Hell
NEW HERO. June 10. AP)A
PWA Historical record shows tlif l oll
placed In the church in the St. Paul
mission, now tho site: of the town
of St. Paul, la the first church bell
to be brought to Oregon and me
of the first In the west.
.laps Attack Bandits ,
TOKYO, June 19. (AP) The
Dome! (Japanese) news agency ie
ported todoy Japanese had attacked
200 Chinese bandits near HarbJn,
Mancl.oukuo. killing P0 and seizing
many rifles in an eight-hour battle.
SALEM, June 19. ( AP) Governor
Martin revoked today the conditional
"ardon granted three years ago to Joe
Sherman, convicted In Baker county
Tor assault nnd robbery ind sen
ti'ncod to 10 years In prison.
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