DEATH WRITES THE LAS! EDITION
By Adeline McElfresh
CHAPTER I
A NASTY mixture of rain and
mow wii driving across Mid
vale as Pat Cleveland hurried
along the treacherous sidewalk
toward the neat brick building
that housed the Midvale Express,
the leading and only newspa
per in the sleepy southern Indiana
town. The sky was a leaden, No
vember gray that seemed to hang
so low that it shut Midvale away
into a calm little world ot its own.
Only the north wind that blew in
cross the river was bitter.
Pat shivered involuntarily as
she opened the office door and a
fust of wind ushered her inside.
"Let's hibernate, Elinor," she
called gaily to the pretty blond
girl who was a clerk in the cir
culation department "Brrrt"
But Elinor Roberts did not
smile back. There was an excited,
frightened look in her eyes. She
beckoned to Pat
"You look positively scared stiff,
Elinor. What's wrong?"
Elinor looked more frightened
than ever. Her blue eyes were
wide and darker than usual. She
caught at Pat's coat sleeve like a
drowning man grasps at a straw.
"Mr. Parker was killed last
night"
For a minute Pat was silent
She stared at the other girl,
speechless from shock. It wasn't
possible! She couldn't believe it
she wouldn't believe it
"Dead?" she finally repeated
dumbly. "Murdered?"
Elinor nodded. She fumbled for
her handkerchief as tears beaded
her eyelashes.
Pat Cleveland didnt say any
more. She couldn't not about
Joe Parker, her editor, the best
friend she had ever had. She
turned quickly and went to her
own desk in the news room. She
didnt want to be in the front
office when other members of the
staff came in, didnt want them to
see the pain that burned in her
eyes. Maybe, after a little while,
after they had had the same
shock and felt the same pain, it
wouldn't be so bad.
Joe Parker was an institution in
Midvale. He had owned the Ex
press for half a century, had
carved for it a place of respect in
the community that few papers
have. But it wouldn't be the same,
ever again, either the Express or
Midvale. Not to Pat nor to the
countless' other persons to whom
the elderly editor had given a
hand during his years ot service.
Perhaps, Pat thought stonily, per
haps not even to Dave Elson, the
star graduate of the Express staff.
But no, she scolded herself, Dave
Elson would be too engrossed in
his own affairs to bother about
what was happening in Midvale.
Midvale was no longer "home" to
the rangy young man who, after
writing several successful books,
had left his swanky New York
friends to go into government
work. Pat bit her lips . . . remem
bering. '"THAT'S all the police know
right now, Patricia," Clem
Evans, the Express sports editor,
told Pat when he came in fifteen
minutes later from the police sta
tion. "Joe was at his desk, writ
ing something on that junk heap
he calls a typewriter. The house
keeper's room is right over his
study and she says she heard no
unusual noises. She woke up
around midnight and saw the
light in his study was still on
she could see it shining out on the
lawn and she called down that
It was time he was getting some
sleep. When he didn't answer, she
went down." Clem paused. "Joe
was all slumped over. There was
a knife in his back."
The sports writer ran a rough
hand through his graying hair.
His eyes were suspiciously moist
He walked over to the window
and stood looking out his hands
boring into his pockets so the girl
would not see the tight-clenched
fists.
Pat was almost glad when her
telephone rang a minute later and
Josephine BUlingsIey informed her
in a stilted voice that she had a
party that "just must be in the
paper this afternoon." Pat knew,
of course, that the cranky spinster
expected to pick up some inside
news on the murder, but that was
beside the point Joe Parker would
want the paper to go on he had
proved that time and time again.
Pat thanked Miss BUlingsIey . nd
hung up before the other woman
had a chance to question her. She
rolled a sheet of copy paper into
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, morning)"
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her typewriter
"Miss Josephine Billingsley,"
she wrote, "entertained the mem
bers of her Sunday -.chool class
at a delightful pre-Thanksgiving
party Tuesday night The house
was decorated with . . ."
Suddenly she stopped typing.
She turned toward Clem Evans,
who was still standing at the win
dow. "Clem. Oh, Clem," she repeated
when he didnt answer, "what was
Mr. Parker working on?"
Evans turned. He shook his
head, puzzled.
"Nobody knows, Patricia. It was
gone."
"If we only knew," she mur
mured, half to herself. "I wonder
. . , Clem, let's look in his desk.
we might find something."
"We cant now, Patricia," he re
monstrated. "Regardless ot what's
happened, we have a paper to put
out"
Pat turned back to her type
writer and the story about Miss
Billingsley's party.
"I know, Clem," she agreed. "I
Just thought"
"Right after we go to press,"
the sports editor promised, "we'll
have a look-see. But you know
Joe Parker. He'd want the Ex
press out on schedule."
The girl swallowed hard. She
could hear the linotypes out in the
composing room and there was
something reassuring in their clat
ter. Something to hold onto in a
world suddenly gone topsy-turvy.
T5RESS time came and nothing
had happened. Clem had been
over to the police station again.
There was despair in his voice
when he told Pat about it Chief
Blair was stumped. He had been
over the house with a fine-toothed
comb, but there was nothing.
"Everything under control, Pa-
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trlcla?" Clem" asked, glancing over
her shoulder at the two-column
head she was writing.
"Yep, this is the last headline."
A short time later Fat was
searching Parker's desk, some
thing that apparently, had not oc
curred to the police, while Clem
Evans scanned the front page tor
mistakes.
There were packets ot letters,
clippings, mats and feature serv
ices, sample columns that had
been sent to the paper, and loose
papers that seemed to be nothing
but an indescribable mess. Pat
tossed aside the mats, features and
columns. They didn't interest her,
but the letters and miscellaneous
papers did.
"Ready, Clem? I have things
half-way sorted out."
The sports editor pulled his
chair over to the desk. Pat handed
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stared at the letter she had Just
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look here!"
(To Be Continued)
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