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THE NEWS AND THE HERALD, KLAMATH FALLS, OREGON
SERIAL STORY
MURDER TO MUSIC
BY NARD JONES
COFYRISHT.' IM
MA alFtVICt. INC
CAT or CHARACTER!
MYRNA DOMIMY arralaa.
, Wlh ot taa aeaaalloaal mwlmt
hmm4 leader.
'' HOBHItT TAIT aero. Newa
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K- ar to laYa(laa LuiAtm
Mlar'i warder.
Yraterdari Tnlt l Intredace a
ClaKOrona Nelda Mnrr. o
Im whr the awlnir band aerer
alara "Tha Cat'a Meow" ear mora.
' ' . . CHAPTER XXII
'D you roean" Ndda starr
asked, "that the band won't
play The Cat's Meow' any more!"
She seemed genuinely affected by
Tait'i news.
i ; "Perhaps In a year or two but
by that time, of course, It may not
be popular at all."
I've been wanting to hear it all
evening." Her glance swept Archie
Mackey and Talt. "I've a record
of it at my apartment. Let's go
there and have a cocktail and hear
the song."
. Mackev made a orotestine Kes-
ture. "Listen, beautiful lady, I
have to work. I've been to four
night clubs already. It's almost
midnight, and I haven't got ma
terial for a linel You take Bob
and run along."
' "Would you like to come, Mr.
Talt?"
"Very much," Bob Talt said.
But there was misgiving in his
heart when he said it Nelda Starr
was a strange young woman. He
could well imagine what worry
and anguish she caused old and
dignified Aaron Starr. Certainly
they did not get along, else why
would she forsake the Starr man
sion for an apartment of her own?
'And her preoccupation with swing
widened. "I'd like to hear it now.
"Oh, but it will!" The girl's eyes
music and the song "The Cat's
Meow" were almost abnormal.
Tait's mind went back to his visit
with Leonard Macy when the lat
ter had insisted that the addicts
of swing the Jitterbugs and the
ickies were a study in abnormal
ity. Talt had scoffed at the notion
then, because Macy's inference
had been that Myrna belonged to
that classification. Yet here before
him was a girl utterly different
from Myrna Dombey. Here was a
sdrL neurotic and finely-spun.
upon whom the world of swing
had undoubtedly had effect.
TiID she actually want to hear
J-'the record of "The Cat's Meow"
to badly that she must leave the
' Golden Bowl? Or was the invita
tion, issued to a man she had
never met before, simply a subtle
build-up toward asking for a spot
with the band? The questions
warn through Tait's tired brain
as he helped Nelda Starr with her
luxurious evening wrap in the
foyer of the Golden BowL
"I have a car outside," Nelda
aid.
That, Bob Tait was to discover,
was a masterpiece ot understate
ment He followed her out under
the spacious marquee of the Pacific-Plaza,
saw the doorman fuss
with his signal box the moment he
recognized Nelda. Almost imme
diately there rolled to the curb a
small car that was like a jewel in
the world of automotive engineer
ing. It was no larger than the
smallest of light stock cars, but the
body was of special make and the
finish was bright and faultless.
The attendant left the wheel and
stood at attention while Nelda slid
herself into the driver's seat.
Slightly bewildered, Tait climbed
In beside her.
. "Some little bus," he said.
''What is It?"
, She told him the name of the
engine and chassis, a name famil
iar to every driver in the wccld.
."I designed the body myself in
the rough, ot course. And Dad
had it built for me. That was be
fore we had our latest argument."
"I see . . ." Tait withheld a de
aire to turn her over his knee and
spank her. The special body,
which her father "had built" for
her, must have cost several times
the price of an average car. Sur
reptitiously Tait studied her pro
file, and when he did so ne lorgot
his instinct to punish her as a pa
rent might punish a child, inn
Nelda Starr was a grown and
beautiful young woman. She was
wise, too wise indeed for man, as
Archie Mackey had hinted. And,
Tait felt sure, she was more titan
that Nelda Starr was dangerous.
TTE could no longer detect the
J"- faint perfume which had re
vealed her to him among all that
crowd in the Golden Bowl. His
sense ot smell had grown accus
tomed to it now. Yet he told
himself, it was Nelda who wore
that perfume. It was that perfume
he had caught on that n - 'it when
death had missed him r ' mer
est fluke the anxiety taxi
driver to be of service. -id the
attacker been this slight girl be
side him? And was even her
seemingly harmless invitation to
night really another attempt to
take his life? It was not a com
fortable feeling, but it was with
Bob Tait as he rode through town
with the fragile, lovely Nelda in
her car that had been built for
her and nobody else.
"That perfume you use," he said
suddenly. "It's so unusual. May
I ask what it is?"
Nelda Starr laughed. "If it isn't
unusual," she said, "someone is
going to get into a lot ot trouble.
It doesnt have a name unless
you want to call it Nelda Starr
because it was made especially for
me."
"Somehow," said Tait, "it suits
you. It's enticing and yet well.
dangerous.
She turned her gaze to him.
"Dangerous?"
"Yes. Isn't that what you
wanted it to be?"
Nelda Starr was silent a mo
ment "I suppose so." Then: "You
know, that's curious that you
should say that"
"Curious? You mean that I
should think that your perfume
gives a hint of danger?"
She nodded. "Yes. Lud Dom
bey told me that one day."
COMEHOW the remark startled
Tait Even though he told him
self not to be a fool he experi
enced a queer chill. "It did prove
dangerous, didn't it for Lud Dom
bey?" That was, he knew, a reck
less remark to make. But if Nelda
Starr received any connotation
beyond the words themselves she
gave no sign of it She only said,
"Poor Lud."
"You liked him a lot didn't
you?" Talt asked.
"I was in love with him, If that's
what you mean."
"Not with his music?"
She made a turn into another
street with unnecessary vigor. "I
don't care for men who treat me
like a child, Mr. Tait They re
mind me of my father."
"I'm sorry. But it does strike
me that your father -has been
well, rather lavish."
"That's all you know about it"
She shrugged. "Of course he's
given me things. Like this silly
car. But when I really wanted to
have something something that
meant everything to me, he'd
never see it my way. When I told
him I wanted to be a singer in a
night club he practically died."
"I think that's a very normal
reaction. Singing in a night club
is a tough grind and not all the
patrons are the best you know."
Nelda Starr didn't answer. She
bad slid the little car alongside a
curb which fronted a towering
apartment building. Silently Tait
followed her inside, into the au
tomatic lift Since leaving the car
she had said not a word and the
next thing Tait knew they were
standing in front of a door while
Nelda Starr fumbled with the
lock. At last she swung the door
wide, and Tait looked beyond.
There, past the little hallway,
stood Harris Rogers!
(To Be Continued)
Only the President has suffici
ent rank to entertain King George
and Queen Elizabeth if they come
to the U. S. next summer. That
news should relieve a lot of wives
who are worried about the loose
plaster in the spare room.
FLAPPER FANNY
By Sylvia
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OUT OUR WAY
BY J. R. WILLIAMS OUR BOARDING HOUSE
With MAJOR HOOPLE
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HAR-R-rUUP ah, gentlemen
YOU ARB NOW OAZINS UPOM
YOUR NEXT STATE SENATOR
PROM THIS DISTRICT-i.rWV?
vaFf because op public
clamor tot. honesty and
hoople efficlgmcy in
government, i was urcjeo
by political big-wios to
step into the breach
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MYRA NORTH, SPECIAL NURSE
BY THOMPSON AND COLL
.' "C'mon, Fan! You can put on a sheet an' be a ghost."
I' "Ooh, couldn't. I haven't got a haunting license."
JACli 15 CAS
WHITEY FROM
THE PLAMB,
WHICH HE
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SHEER.
IMSTIUCT
AFTER BEIKJcS
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ITS HE MEXT MCMEMT A
FLIGHT OF AEMY FLAMES
SETS OUT TCMARD Te
BORDER...
( IT'S WOT AS SERIOUS AS IT
SEEMS, JACK- BUT HE'S SUFFER" I
IMG FBOAA LOSS OF BLOODA r '
BULLET MUST HAVE aEAlEO f
HIS HEAD AMD OPEWED ,
V-THAT OLD VVOUMPJ
LITTLE ORPHAN ANNIE
WE, ITD BE FUN TO STWY A BIT- "
BUT I NEVER WAS ONE TO TARRY
WHEN MY JOB WAS DONE - CAPt ,
ALDEN, SLEEPING ON THE HILL- HA
HCD ENJOY THIS-HE WAS ALWKVS
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SOMEWHERE. SOMEHOW. HE KNOWS-
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av tattn i rvvRie ac CNO MUS
MISSUS, FOR ROSE AND JACK OR
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TO GO, AND I'M" OFF WHO
CARES WHERE? AT LAST fM FREE
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schooner!
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WELL, WHEN DO WE
GfcT AWAY FCOM "THIS 1
FORSAK.EM HOLE OF A I
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BY HAROLD GRAY
WHCRFS I HT8 NOT V
SHANGHAI? I IN HIS ROOM A
WHERE DD I IN THE WOOD I
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HPS TAKEN fri WHEN DJg
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FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS
BY BLOSSER
If ON AND DONlT PEEK THE 1 f m r jf.
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INTO THE M&Mt NCUR AND
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KINQSTON T DON'T OUTTA NOW DOE9
SAME 1 WORRY THESB WHERE FRECK-
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I HIM HERB I HE'LL NEVER I I THINK -l
GET HIS DIRECTIONS J A GOOD KICK
STRAIGHTEN CO OUT,' "M THB PANTS
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WASH TUBBS
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ADOLFO'.TmS PAPER MOT OWE
HALS V00 AS THE PAPER IM ALL
FVJEST PBESOEWTl PAWATUELA
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'TO PAPERS THAT FAM. 0 yKAIfc HM.
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NO UJAU ROT 1, AOOLFO OE LA CUCARACHA, HAS AWAttEO
UCH A SURPLUS tVI THE EVAEKGEUCY FUUD. t0 VOU IMOUOER
THAT X HAVie UEVER SEEM OPPOSED EEN A
PRESIPEMTIAL ELECTION?
enwTHiii by NEA
NC. T. M. RtO. U. B. T. OFF. J
BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES
rrjUT HE D0E4 NOT EXPLAtW IHHAT HAPPEUS TO
Lt 9ROSPECTNE CAV100ATES. V10R THAT THE
FUWOS ARE IUTEWDED FOR HIS PERSOUAL
EtAEROENCVi V1 CASE HE S OSIERTWROWW.
BY MARTIN
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