PAQ3 SIX
THE EVENING HERALD. KLAMATH PALLS, OREGON
Saturday, Jan. 13, 1934
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Parratl at the Morder. Police
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violent quarrel rrllk KIdk after
kla eat killed ker eaaair.
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tective knreao voce ta oee MIm
Holllnter and ker brother. HAT
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clare, Tko.a rat will kear
trateklaK."
ROW GO OH WITH TIIK STORV
CHAPTER XIX
"THB stream of yellow sunshine
fell directly Across David Ban
nlBtor's race. It wavered gently, as
: the curtains at the opon window
blew Inward: then settled across
the ridge of Bannister's nose.
The sleeping man wrinkled his
face Into a grimace. The sunshine
persisted. Bannister emitted a
sound between a grunt and a grum
ble, turned on his side. For a mo
ment he lay peacefully, but the
movement bad aroused him. His
yes opened two narrow slits
and he frowned at the light Then
the eyes opened wider. Bannister
rooked about him, bewildered.
He was not, as he had bees
dreaming, ta a subterranean cav
ern. Adele Allen was not beside
him, wearing a green costume.
brandishing a revolver and threat
ening to shoot him If he did not
help her escape from the giant
canary bird pursuing her. The rest
of the horrid vision faded and Ban
nister waa tremendously relieved.
He was not a murderer or accused
of murder. Melvlna Hollister was
not there, nor a Jaunty vaudeville
singer who said his name was
Gainey
Bannister sat up with a start.
The thought of Gainey brought the
events of the preceding day before
him clearly. No wonder he had
dreamed of murder and murderers!
In his Imaginings the figure of
Gainey, the Post reporter, had
merged Into that of Tracy King,
the orchestra leader. Bnt ft was
King who had been murdered.
Bannister remembered that. He
remembered the brownish stain on
the carpet of the hotel bedroom.
He remembered, too, that he had
promised Jim Pazton to work on
the murder story for the Foot.
Bannister pulled his wrist watch
toward him and saw that H was
nearly 8: SO. A fine hour to be
waking! Gainey had been on the
job lor at least halt an hoar. Prob
ably longer. Tea, a fine hour it
waa to be getting np and a fine
lot of help he, David Bannister,
waa to the Post He stood up.
realizing that he was tired. Too
araoh running around yesterday.
He wasn't used to It Toe whole
Idea waa a pack of nonsense
But by the time he bad finished
bis shower David Bannister's
spirits were rising. He could
hardly wait to see the morning
newspaper to find oat if any new
developments in the murder had
been reported. Newspaper training
reasserted Useat and he was eager
ta know if'frm amiaaiiin, mnner. the
opposition, lukl aooped a beat of
any sort
He came eVwnstaisa whistling,
erased the dining room and ap-
Moralng, Aunt Kate!"
a a a
TThS aunt looked op, then went
en removing golden brown
abeea of French toast from a smok
ing skillet. Horning she said
arisftj. "Go an Into the dining
I room, David. Breaktostll be - on
ttne table in a second."
Bannister located the newspaper
ion the living loom table and
opened out the pages. There was
Orient about the King murder, bnt
'there waa nothing that Bannister
did not know. It gave htm a feel
ing of relief. He was glad to know
nothing important had happened
while - he was asleep. Headlines
told of the search for "another sus
pect" whose name was not given.
Drugan's story Was credited to a
"dose Mend of the dead man," also
anonymous. Apparently no one on
the rival newspaper had heard of
Matthew and Mclvtoa HolUster's
eoaoectlon wtth the case, At least
it waa aot mentioned.
Vnere was nothing new in the
eotamaa about the morder but
aUH Bannister read them eagerly.
Hast way through the story of the
new suspect, be was Interrupted,
David!"
It was Ms aunt cacHng and Aunt
Kate would brook no delay at meal
"eomssgt" Bannister answered.
Aa instant later he appeared in
:he dining room, the newspaper In
bis hand.
The odor of tried bam and coffee
and the French toast won him
from bis preoccupation, however.
"Aunt Kate," he began, "there's
aot another cook like yon in the
whole country!"
, She stopped him with a glance.
Never mind the flattery," she
mid. "Maybe you've something to
lay, Darld Bannister, about what
fou were doing all day yesterday.
Lighting out after breakfast and
not showing up again antil mid
light! I thought It was rest you
. amo to Tremont fori"
While she had been talking she
as pouring the coffee. Now she
nanded Mm a cup.
a a a
DANNI8TBR grinned. He dldnt
mind being addressed as though
he were a 14-year-old. 't was like
old times, "Important business,"
he told ber. "I've got a job."
"A whatr
Tws got job, A respectable
one, Newspaper reporter. I'm
working on The Post"
Kate Hewlett waited. "Wellt"
the asked when be did not con
tinue. "That's all there Is to It Jim
Puton offered me a Job os The
Post and 1 took It, I'm working
oa this murder ease,"
The elevation of Mrs. Hewlett's
oyobrows was expressive. "So
that's H," she said. "Ton couldul
keep out of It! . Something dis
graceful and and criminal hap
pens, tike a murder, and you
couldnt keep out of (b ,1 dont ap
prove of this, David. I dont ap
prove of it at all!"
But she didn't mean that There
was no disapproval In her voice
and none In her eager eyes as she
asked a moment lator, "David
who do thoy think did Itr
"Oh, 1 don't know. It's hard to
tay now."
Mrs. Hewlett frowned. "1 don't
mean this man they've got locked
In Jail," she persisted, "or the
other one they're looking tor."
(Bannister noted she had missed
none of the details of the morning
newspaper account.) "Ibu'i there
always," Mrs. Hewlett said, 'one
special one tho police know Is
guilty? Isnt there always on
they don't toll anything about r
"Sometimes," Bannister nodded,
"but 1 don't think there Is in this
cose. The whole thing's a muddle."
"But who do you think did Itr
He smiled. "Aunt Kate, I'm not
smart enough to study a murder
tor five or six hours and then un
erringly point out the guilty per
on. And" he paused thoughtfully
"I dont think there's anyone
else In Tremont who can do that
either."
Bannister finished his breakfast
briefly and took the car down
town. It was 10 o'clock by the time
he reached the city room of the
the Post Paxton was not In sight
Austin, the assistant city editor,
was busy at his desk and there
was no one else about whom Ban
nister knew. Without waiting, he
went on to central headquarters.
a a
rpHB officer at the desk recog
nited him and Bannister nod
ded. He went on Into the corridor,
almost bumping Into Cunningham
who came flying down the stairs.
"Listen," Cunningham said terse
ly, "tell Gainey I'm going out with
Murphy, will you? Some kind of
a holdup out in the Heights. Tell
him "
"Sure," said Bannister, "but
where'U I find him?"
Cunningham motioned toward
the stairs. "Up there." he said.
"They're all up there. Did yon
know they've got the girl? Gainer's
phoning the office now."
He would have gone but Bannis
ter caught his arm. "What girl?"
he demanded. "Ton mean ?"
"That Mood dame they were
looking for. I've got to beat it now!"
Cunningham was gone. In a
dozen strides Bannister made the
top of the stairs. A man in a dork
suit and a Janitor were the only
ones in sight
"I'm looking for Gainey of the
Post" Bannister said to the Jan
itor. "Have yon seen him?"
The man motioned toward a
half-opened door and Bannister
hurried toward it He heard
Galney's voice before he saw him.
Gainey and three others were is
the room. One man was whittling
a lead pencil and the others were
talking over telephones. Gainey'r
voice was louder, more exeltea
than the Best
Bannister said to the man who
was whittling, "I understand
they've found the girl they were
looking for."
The stranger nodded.
"Anyone talk to her?" Bannister
asked.
"She wont talk."
"Where Is she?"
The other motioned with his
head. A figure passed the door
and Bannister recognized it "Me
Neat" be called, hurrying outside.
"Oh, Captain McNeal!"
There was considerable bead
shaking but Bannister finally had
bis way. Ten minutes later he
passed through a barred door tntc
a wide corridor. There was an
other barred door and then a
woman in blue directed Mm
toward a row of cells.
The first cell was unoccupied.
Tge woman In the second was tat
Her hair was brown and she was
asleep. Bannister walked slowly.
He came to the third cell and the
fourth and then he stopped.
Gray eyes looked at Mm through
the steel bars. "Ob!" the girl
said. "It's you!"
(To Be Continued;)
'Twas the Night Before
Christmas," famous Chrl3tmas
poem, first was published on
Dec. 23, 1823. It was written
by Dr. Clement CI-. . :.T7ore.
Baby kangaroos are born blind,
and only as large as a man's fin
ger, yet they find their way to
the mother's pouch without assistance.
Flapper Fanny Says
OUT OUR WAY
By J. R. William., OUR BOARDING HOUSE
o o c
X CAN'T FIGGER
A BRAIN LIKE
THAT HE'S
TOO DUMB TO
DOPE THAT JOB
OUT, HIMSELF,
BUT he's BRIGHT
ENOUGH TO SALVE
SOME. GUV INTO
COIN" IT FOR HIM.
THAT'S EXECUTIVE
ABILITY IT'S ONE
SURE SIGN OF EXECUTIVE
GENIUS LITTLE BY
LITTLE, HELL FIND HOW
MUCH PEOPLE WILL DO
FOR HIM, FOR NOTHIN,'
AND HE'LL SOON HAVE
A SHOP OF HIS OWN,
WORKlN' FOR ALMOST
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