Hope Star from Hope, Arkansas on October 4, 1934 · Page 5
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Hope, Arkansas
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, HOPE, ARKANSAS "Dizzy" Says He Was^Terrible" The Great Man Thinks Wednesday's Pitching Was Below Par DTRO1T, Mich. - (/>>) - Deathly silent* in the Cardinals' dressing room. Butch Yntkemon. the clubhouse attention), had his cars glued to the iwlio, enijerly (Waiting (he windup of the opening game Wednesday. Suddenly he yelled: "We win! It's ull over." Within 10 seconds, heavy fists begun pounding on (ho door. In burst i I-eppw Mnrtin, third baseman of the Cardinals with his teummales trooping after him. He cut loose with a blood-curdling yell that .shook (he window panes. "Well, number one is in the bug." ho yelled. "It won't be long now; boys—what a ball gume." In came the long, gangling, loose- jointed Dizzy Dean uml over to hl« locker to pull off his shoes. Frnnkiu Frlseh, manager of the victorious j Cardinals, hustled over lo shake hi-s' hand. The other players immediately followed. Dean begged a cigarette from one of the gentlemen of the { press before he amazed them with thej statement that he hud pitched a "terrible game." ( "Boys," ,he said between puffs, I'm) telling you the truth when I'm telling you I was lousy in there today. That old curve ball of mine just'wouldn't work. I couldn't do a thing with my tiist cm 1 . That curve ball of mine wouldn't take off, it wouldn't go up or down and as a result I had to pilch my head off. Ain't that a fact? t-ldn't I have those guys down to three-aiul-two lots u/ times?" ! Speaks Up for I'aiil j Someone naked Jerome Herman | Detin—plain Dizr.y to the baseball fans i of- the republic—what his brother, Paul would do when he started against the Tigers. "Boy," he said, "he'll knock them ! illy with that fast ball of his. That i::, provklin' he's right. He's really pot u fast ono. How he can lay it in there." Manager Frisch took the victory { cajliily. He had praise for the fro.'.h- j men of the team—First Baseman Col-j lint}. Catcher Delanccy and Joe Mcd- wick, the outfielder batting hero ofi IMP day wilh three singles and a homo) run. • - ''Delaneey really caught a whale of 1 a game" Frisch boasted. "He looked! like a sweetheart in there." j Frisch announced that Wild Bill' HaHuhan would be his starling pitcher I THm-sdny. He refused to make any | i it'erc-nce to ill five blunders the! Tigers "made in the first three innings) •when' the Cardinals scored three rfrns. ;"£; Glotm IlaiiRs Heavy ,£>,vor in the Tigers' dressing room jOsJ across the hall from the Cardi- rials, the gloom was as thick as pea •!*tip. Manager^-Mickey- Cochrurf.'. \Ytnt to the showers before he would dismiss the game. Backed up to his Icckcr was Del Baker, Tiger coach, muttering over and over: .i'' 11 takes four games to win a world stiics, boys." •Cochranc, while disappointed in los- ni'. wasn't completely downcast. "It's gone," he wild. "Tomorrow's another day end I'll shoot Rowe at them. Crowder pitched a swell game while he was in there. It wasn't his. fault that be lost. If my players had poi, by the jitters in those first tw6 or (three innings they would have caused plenty of trouble." Someone inquired what he thought of the Cardinals. "They all look good when they Show girl describes thecostum* an well ai the pvrformer. GLORIFYING YOURSELF V Alicia Hart After the Wnvo—Bce.uis-u n Vcrmiincnt Tends to Dry Out Hair, Special Care Should Be Given • It How lo cure for the new fall perni- irnonts is, a problem that seems to bother most' heauliy-ininded women these days. Though modern perma- nent waves are a vast improvement on .the old tyiffcs .every girt who gets one realizes -Hint her hair needs special core afterward. In the first place, a permanent tends to dry out the hair. This is very well if you happen to have a surplus of oil. How9ver, if your shining locks come under (he headings of normal or dry. you simply have to do something to counteract the drying effects of the wave. Hot oil shampoos are the answer. As » mutter of fact, they're the answer lo the majority of scalp and hair troubles. If you wnsh your own hair, (.imply massage worm olive oil into the f.cfllp the night before you plan to shampoo. Put some on the dry ends, too; Wrnp a clean towel around your head, leave the oil on all night and shampoo the next morning. Use U<i«Ul ShnmiKio Use a liquid shampoo. There arc good commercial ones on the market today. However, if you prefer to make your own, save small pieces of bland (preferably ciistilc) soap from the batbroom, put them in a jar with a. little warm water mid leave until the soap is dissolved. If 'you have trouble combing your hair after a shampoo, try a vinegar rinse. It will take out the tangles and leave the, hair soft and shiny. Put one cupful of vinegnr in a quart of Uikc worm wnter and, after you've washed and then rinsed at least twice, pour, the vinegnr and .water over your head". Then.riiufc again, making sure to' remove every Iracc 'of the vinegar. Brtuhcnly WU«n Dry Don't brush a .permanently-waved head .while the hair is still wot. Use n fjiirly coarse - toothed comb to straighten, part »ml set the hair ready for the selling. You can set a wave yourself, you know, but it takes time mid practice. You'll'find one of iho new quick-setting wave lotions infinitely helpful. Decide? where the first wave "should go and then, when you have it in place, pin it ^securely bo- Under Fire Captain Robert Carey of the S. S. Cleveland, wlio told thn Federal Inquiry that ho did all possible, to aid survivors of tho burning Alorro Cnstlc, has boon orillci/'.i'd by Junior oflicm-s. They in»!:;t lowering of Hfo boats vr.s delayed an hour. fore you move the comb downward •to fashion the noxt wave. Continue until the entire head is waved. You probably won't want to brush your hair until your weekly finger wave is at least two days old. That leaves five nights a week for brushing. Gel a good brush with flexible bristles of uneven lengths and lernn lo use it correctly. It should bo placed flat against the scalp with each stroke and then pulled upward to tin-very ends of the hair. KITCHEN The Time llns Come to Talk of Oysters By MARY E, DAGUE NEA Service Stuff Writer Nnw that the oyster is back wilh «a for another season, I have dusted off "Alice in Wonderland'' to enjoy again Lewi. 1 ; Carroll's delightful eulogy of Walrus and the Carpenter versos. Unless you've refreshed your mem-, ory on the point, you probably won't recall Hint the verses include one of Tw/s Tcmorrnw's Menu Breakfast: Chilled melons, ce- • real, cream, baked French toast, syrup, milk, coffee. ;. Luncheon: G'yster curry in rice border, bran and raisin bread, carrot flicks, grnpes, milk. tea. Dinner: Shepherd's pic, cauli- ', flower in cream sauce, beet and celery salad, fruit jelly with whipped cream, cocoanut layer cake, milk, coffee. (be simplest recipes for oyster cocktail: "A loaf of bread, lhe Walrus said, IE what we chiefly need; . -Popper and vinegar besides Are very god indeed—" The modern version of the recipe substitutes tabasco for pepper and lemon juice for vinegar—and oysfer crackers for the bread; but even the Walrus would have admitted an improvement. Of course, most of us aren't going to ant pur oysters as fresh us the Walrus, whose piod-piper tactics lured the succulent bivalves from the se- TH£ TUSKS OP THE BABtftUSA GROW THROUGHOUT ITS LIFE/' THE. UPPER PAIR GROWS THROUGH THE ANIMAL'S PACE, UIKE HORNS/ I o teat *v Nt» ttnvtet, INC. iNCREAstNQ THE HEA.T UNDER BOILING DOES NOT INCREASE THE TEMPERATURE OF THE WATER/ EATEN BV eye, IN THE GARDEN OF EDEN, COULD NOT HAVE VtRV TEMPTING/ APPLE'S OP.THOSE DAV& WERE VERV SMALL. AND &QUft f lo-i .'••.'•••• curity-of the oyster bed to his banquet table on the bench,-" . to beat xis. That ball that Medwich hit was a perfect pitch if I ever saw one. It was a fast ball low and out- ( side." Ho was standing naked, puffing a cigarette in a wire cafe over in one corner of the room. Coehrane uses this cage to give him a little privacy frcm the other players. Between answering questions he sucked a glass ol tomato juice and puffed. After thinking the situation over for a few minutes. Cochranc's tanned j face broke into a big grin, and^ to. him it wasn't so bad after all. The 1 other players seemed to share his attitude that "there's another game com-1 inii-" " St. J»uls Park Sells Out ST LOUIS, Mo.—(A')-Officials of Iho • St. Louis Cardinals Wednesday icported a complete sellout for world v t-erifs (iamcs here Friday, Saturday "J"' wway- Every box and grandstand seat mis been sold, it was announced, leaving ifllv pavilion and bleacher seats, •Which will not go on sale until the d*y of each game. A pavilion seat lOit-s $3.30 and » bleacher seat $1.10 ' Approximately 40,000 persons can be jammed into Sportsmans Park. : „ ^»»«» Rocky Mound ?ev. R. C. Bright will preach at this pl^ce Saturday night and Sunday, i Eyerybody is invited to come out that > Born: To Mr. and Mrs. Ivy Mitchell Tuesday of last week, a girl. She hi/Lti been christened Betty Jane. Mrs. Henry pickavU culled on Mrs. Barto Beardeii « while last Wednesday evening. Mrs. P- M. Hazzard and children of Providence called, on Mrs. Warren Piekard and daughter, Mrs. Ivy Mjlchel last Thursday afternoon. Mi. und Mrs. Nomum Taylor and children, spent last Friday wilh his Brents of Nevada county. Miss Avilou Messer of New Liberty > visited some of her friends of thisj place Sunday afternoon. Mrs. Clifford Messer of New Hope fenejU a few days last week with her pjtrents, Mr. and Mrs. Warren Piek- ard. •Mrs. Willie Henry called to see Mrs. Juy Mitchel a. while Monday uftw- . ss Helen Finclwr spent Tuesday night with Miss Alice Purtle. , Mrs. E. O. Rogers and daughter, Doris called on Mrs. Andy Jordan n while Monds»y And in many • parts of; the country, you won't be. able to'eal them out of th* shell, unless, as is widely prac you obtain a supply of shell* 6" J you place the shelled oysters merce for serving. Although long recognized as an ily digested source of protein/ t high water content makes then! expensive sourtee of energy. 1?|(*L_, ,. they are .valued as sources of ioditte^S And compare favorably with egfs<" ' sources of iron. They are 'rich vitamins B and D, good in Vitami— A and C, and contain sortie vitynrfit:; c G. These properties along witlUthfeir; '•; easy digestibility make thejn art !rti* portanl food for growing ehiWre-tt. Also they arc a splendid food ftfr ( fc reducing diet, being lo vhl <&U*y content. ' Ray oysters are almost as easily W* , {jested &$ raw eggs and are ah_ *X"^, ceedingly nutritious food to,*etve fo^ invalids, Stemmed, baked and 'Jn o. plain stew they offer apjjetizhijj Va-» i riety for children and persons 111 illj health. Don't Cook Too Long The digestibility of cooked . T depends largely an the care «$ed in cooking. They contain an albuminous' substance that must be cooked at a low temperature. Excessive h_eat «itu on overlong cooking period will intake ' them, tough and leathery and consequently hard to digest. ^ There are innumerable * inviting"" ways of serving them that require , little time and work. *fi* As cocktails they make popular, be<- , ginnings for winter dmnefrS.r 'v '. All the hot dishes are desirabje JOT supper parties. vv ,*} Oyster 'salads are splendid for lun- jf ,- cheon an devetting refreshments $*«* t a hot dish is not wanted. Tlte$*can: be prepared in several ways, A/Combination with grape fruit'sedioJtf^and shredded grnen pepper served. Vith French dressing is delicious. "^farin-, ate the oysters and fruit separately in French dressing for an hour-before serving. Cooked oysters are co<nb#t- cd with celery and mayonnaise'iji on- other'good salad. . i The man from the car fired four shots at clone ra-nae, turned, jumped into the corner. Decker ... was the first to reach the body. car and (Continued from Page One) Morden hung up the telephone and bounded into tho corridor, where the officer passed him a written memo. , "This.Just came In," lie said. J'.ordcn glanced tlirough the memo anil gave a low whistle. He asked one or two questions, Jotted down notes, then rushed back to the telephone and picked up the receiver. "Looks like a murder case," he said. "Private detective killed by gangster. ... All right, I'll hold the line." : There was an Interval of silence, then Morden's eyes gleamed with enthusiasm. He slid au appraising palm along the edges of Ills gloss; black liiiir. making certain Hint the waves were smoothed Into plnce Ills voice took ou a tone of bantering Invitation. "Hello, brat, I wondered if you'd give me a tumble. Listen, cutte, I've found a swell new eating place. Tliey put on a good floor ehnw. What do you say we toddle over and ..." Abruptly his voice returned to its droning, bored monotone, ''Okay. Edward Shllllngby. 63. SOU Monadnock building, at Ninth nnd Central, unmarried, llcensnd BS a private detective, shot-at 10: IS liy o gangster on Western avenue hetween Cypress and Hazel. A man driving a Cadillac coupe, with the left fender dented, drove slowly nlong closa to the curb. Thomas Decker, 48. 1542 Washington street, unmarried, wag walking along UIR sidewalk. The car pulled In close to the curb. A lone occupant raised n gun, said, 'All right., vou jiluink. litre's where you get yours.' Pecker, tn a pnnic, started to run. The 111:111 called after him, 'lleg your imrdou, buddy. 1 got the wrung Kiiy.' "The car Kot Into motion, we.ut on ii.'iHt Meeker, fie hau a Imil; at it. imt couldn't get the llceiibo number. The tall IlgUl had heen doctored or else was dim. Hut hu could sea the dent on the In tlie car got out, walked across | tho crlminologlst, statirg that the- sidewalk, said something to ShllllnEby, stood close to him, and Decker says they seemed to be standing still for two or three seconds. Then the man from the Cadillac fired four shots at close ] range, turned, lumped into his car and swung around the corner. Decker ran to Shllllngby, and was the first to reach tho body. "Officer Sam Greenwood' heard the shots. He was two blocks away. Ha arrived about the time Decker stopped a passing motorist. The victim was dead, Two of the shots entered tlio heart. The oilier two were within three inches ot tlia heart. Any one of them would have heen fatal. Death was Instantaneous. . . . And say, don't forget to mention Sam Greenwood. He's a good cop. * * * dead man was Edward Shllllngby. Identification made from' letters'In his pocket aud his private detective's license. There was a typewritten statement In hts pocket that If he should ha fnun t dead, police were to call Fay Bron| son, at Lockhaven 2934. and to i question Philip Lampson, some- 'limes known as 'Cincinnati fled.'"Officers called Fay Hronson. She lives at 1924 Argyle, apartment nge 23 She Bald lhat Shill- iiighy had been working up a case against l,ampson. Sho didn't know what the case was. Shfllingby had said he was going out to shadow Lnmpson. lie thought Lampson might grab him MU! frisk him, so he had his secretary type out 'his stalement. Th? secretary says the object of the slalement was lo keep Lampson from bumping Siiilllngliy o$. Ho wanted l.ampson to think there was some evidence that was being held by the secretary. She says It was jusl a bluff. There wasn't any evidence." "That sounds sort of llsiiy. Shill lughy probably hud somethiuK up his sleeve, lie may h:;ve Intended to talk with l,:iiii|)soii and Hash tlie Statement on Lampstm. Now here's another funny angle on iho case: Decker is in u iianlc. Ho made his left rear fender. It was ft gray .statement to the police, gave his e. The driver wore name aud address, promised Hint Cadillac coupe, an overcoat aud a black slouch bat. Klfiy yards dowu tho street, the car stopped. ShllllDgby was walk- injj ulcmg ill a aldowulk. The man he'd be available us a witness. He Decker had consulted him. He said Decker was afraid Sampson's gang would kill him to keep him from testifying. Griff says that ho'll produce Decker any tlmo it's necessary to have him ns a witness, ihat In tho meantime Docker Is going to be very much under cover. There's something funny about that. Decker's statement to tlie police doesn't Indicate that he could be ot very much .help In convicting Lampson. The police figure ho either knows something ho didn't tell thorn or that ha has some other reason for being frightened. It might he a good plan to get In touch with Griff and see 1C we can get a statement from him." The receiver matlo .squawking noises. "Sure," Morden said, "1 can get a'good story out of that John Kinlth caso and make a human Interest yarn out of tho hitch-hiker who was picked up for a ride and found herself uniler arrest. Rim Isn't hard on the eyes. She'd make a i;oo<l picture nnd Is the type that would sit on the edp,o of n. desk and show plenty of II.-K. Too hail we haven't got time to KPt a photographer down here tn time to make tho first edition. Hut we might shool her for a good follow-up yarn. . . . Sure, .Jnhn Smit.1. Is a phoney, but the oilii-ers aro going to dud out who (in Is hoforn they turn him loose. They haven't i;ot anything against him. Ue doesn't chock with tlie description of I lie service station stick-ups—not when (hey got a good Inok at him. They're going to hold him until one of tlie men comes In from Iho sfrvice s-'lu- tinn, to KPG if ho can lihintify tlia girl, lint tliey Imvcu't jinl anything asaiust Smith. Flo's h:nl a couple of drinks, but he's r.ot inloxicalr-d. . . . Ok.-jy. I'll liii'-t in iiml r.ct .von some stuff tor a huirr.m iiitcrest article. . . . Venli, 1 know. I c;m get It In 10 iniiiiilc-.s. 11' yini wanl a picture you'd belter sciul a photographer down right away. . • • Okay. I'll call you hack in seven initiuies—10 at the latest." Morden slid the receiver back Into place, lit a cigaret and saun- tered'out of the press room, tlo\vu a coirldor tilled wilb stale, CHAPTER 1-A fpOM CARSONS, of lhe detective bureau. 1 was hilling time until the men from tlio service station would arrive to make the Irletitlll- cation. He looked up as Morrten entered the room and notlileil. TtiRii he turned hack to the tall, somewhat paunchy Individual who sni on a wooden Dei ch, his shoulders slightly stooped, i|ls eyes nervously Illckering ahout lhe room. On a clialr nearby sat a girl with eyes that were dark, wary and wnlelttiil. Morden swept tlie girl with an appreciative eye. wait art until tini glanco real oil upon his face, and smiled. "'After a moment she returnedlhe' smile. Tom Carsons looked over at the man and s::ii! ". a weary volte. "You're talking Ijst thu way they nil of them talk. U I had a nickel for every i;ny who claimed he was Rolnj; to hrnak rnc for hnldlns him, I ..wouldn't have t.> work. Vn\i pay your address is 7,.'^ Maple avenue. Then, when we prove you don't live there, you s;iy you'rn John Snillh of Itivorvimv. and that vou gave us a fal:e name nnil nililress tinpaiise SMII didn't want to IIR involved In a lot or spjiiulnl The elrl clniniE shaV, a lillPh-hiknr and hasn't any li'iino: th;it you picked her up. nirl . "That's rlRbt." inltT the man. "Shut up," Car.jona said. "I'll ask you nnciUions when 1 want you to talk." The man wet lite lips nervously with Mio U\> of his tongue, nnd shifted his fives lo lha girl. The p.lrl (idy.cicd in her chair, suddenly looked nver to Cfirsons nnd correctly ln:«riirctcd the cool humoi of his u»ze. "Ilnncst to God!" she said. "II t knew anything almut him I'd tell ynu. Cr.i telling yofi the God's own iruih I was lust wulliinr, nnd wasn't even Klvins the drivers n lumhlo when tills fellow pulled his ruadsior in alongside the curl) and asliiid mn if I didn't want a lift. I lull! him I iliiln't, and lie put i!;o cnr in low gear anil crawled skipped ago p.ollca Just u few. 's a ''' a Udenhone I "Detective Unreai:." open u doyr-.|)iailit-'il cowmuulcatluu Hum Sidney Urltf, (To Ho Con(iiiut-'il) •'JMIK lolepliMiio run;;. * Carsons hold Iho rnrolvrr to Ills ear. nnddcd his head and then looked across at the man on the hiiiii'h. "Nnw." lie said, "we're selling He; ?i»il(o Into the transmitter. "Tlial'a nil the dope you've got?" l/i; nodded, slipped lhe receiver hack Into place, wrote rapidly on :\ slu-cl of paper, then looked up at the mini. "All rlphl. Mr. Frank n. Cathay, siippi'so you tell us lhe Iruih?" Tlio man on tho hcncli did not W!:K-I'. Ili^ eyes slitlcd slightly. ;is tii-iiii-h concent ralini; In swift "Vo;i sot that name from iho place whore i rented the car. diilii'l you?" he r.uid. (.'arsnii;' manner was the in:iM.'ini of a cat loriiirins a mmii;e. "U'hy?" he asked with smlrkliis. 1 IIIIKCPIICO. "Was that ilii> n:um' you y.avu when you ri'iiii-il tin' cai V Tin? man cm Ilio h pi :ich noilil."! "All rii'.ht." lio said. "I lii-rc'ii in 1 iiso lit.'i'pinis up the ju'c'i'iiM' in" inori'. I'm Frank 11. l.'alliay 0| Kivciviow." llo rot to his IVi-t, to-.li » ci"' 1 j from hiii hip pn- I;; !. njx I ll!l ' card d'si', showed driviiiy Iii't'i'~'' s - loil;;e card uiembci'--!iir». » l; 'f '-''"'•' cards. Tho telephone r.iiis H'-.'i'"- ( ' : " sons pressed the n^oiv-'r naani.-i Ilia left car, propped hia lell t'llmw ou tlie tiosk. sc lh:il [|1B I'eceivei was held on uu angle and tils head was tilled over lo oiiu sldiv piinliPd (ii^ulnst tljis receiver. Hl3 el' 1 '-" Morden sryefil the girl tilth an Appreciative eye and after a moment she returned the smile. Cathay's face na he) "What do you do?" asked Car- ! "1 supervise my investments," the man said with dignity, I Charles Morden sauntered from jtlio room. At the doorway he paused with the door open Just a ! crack. "Do me a favor, Tom, will you?" he Bald. : Tom Carsons turned hla head and | raised his eyebrows. i "Hold him for 15 minutes." Morden said, and slammed the door i before Carsons could say anything. I He raced down tha corridor to the ! press room, thrust his head ip the donr and saw Hint Whlpple of The : Planet was seated at his desk, kept on going down the corridor He entered the booth. never left talked. "Yeah, this Is headquarters. Carsons speaking. No, 1 Unaw now tluit it's u bum steer. But Uow about a chap named Cathay? Seems lo he rather a big hug, with mom- lierslilp In a lot of country cluba, and . . . oh, lie is. Is be? That's interesting - . - Candidate for the ofllce of city councilman, huh? President of a luncheon club, hub? Director In a bank, huh? . . . well, he's held here—well, he's lust being held for questioning, that's all. Thanks ... 1 see . . . uh huh ... all right—thanks. No. we haven't put a charge against him— lust picked up for in*estigaUoa in i connection with a broadcast. He was driving a car lhat looked like iino dint figured In a stick-up. Yeah, I -.'.us™ It's all a mistake." • • • j clicked on. Morden reached up and 'TK hung up the telephone and extinguished the light by unscrew- j ' •* looked HI the man on the bench 'lug the globe a halt turn. There ! with a new found respect. ] remained enough llglu which til- ••Wl,v the i,eii didn't you come! "red in through the glass which ,R,m in the lir.t place?" he dsked. |parlltioned tlit top of the Jnor to "I couldn't afford to. 1 can't,«« w ? " |M l ° * ro » !ien< ; f '' D au(} affnrrt in set mixed Into this. l! dlal the number of Tlle Blade ' "Listen, cutle." he saltl. "put me on with Roy . . . yeah, 1 Uuow. ran i r.ffnnl 10 get any notoriety." ('•.'.rsuns undilod. "Vou should have come clean In HIP lir.-t place." lie said. "You were only pickiMl up on suspicion. Let's Never inlnd that stuff. "Sure the invitation Is good, but forget It. This is business. I'm Is your identity. What's 'using a nickel of my own money address in Riverview?" hello. Roy. this John Smith I'ne man spoke without hesita-i casQ ^33 busied wida open, I'm Hon. | telephoning from a booth In the .My ad.lress Is at 2S6 Walnut'corridor. Whlpple of The Planet avenue. My telephone number is Main <iS31. My office is la the first National Bunk building. I cave suite Utl.S — a suite of five rooms occupying tha entire frout of the nlnth lioor." 18 on duty iu the press rouiu. He's just got the memo that was handed out from the desk, aud the thiag has gone into The Planet as en ordinary John Smith, suspicion ol driving while Intoxicated, bul tUa man lsa«4 John Smith at a big febot la Rlvervlev. * ., he name of Cathay *» 0«-* . . (hat's right . , Cathay of Rlvenriow. 286 Walnut avenue, ha» tbe First National Bank s a banker and candidate council. There's probably * 4>Mj»| political flght up there. vpA^t news of Ws arrest will b& Bfc' munition tor one ot th« Rli~ newspapera, depending on one is fighting him. ^W. be picked up with a chicken. He a4* m!t9 he doesn't know k«r ana, never saw : her' before. Her atorj^ 5 fs that she's Mary Brlggs, aiiltch«| biker. tOM CARSONS i» hanfllfn^ <J*i Investigation, and Tom 'hM* fallen like a ton r ot brlt* fof thl big banking business. Tom flguref' the man's got political connection^ here he can work it be want* to., Cathay Is going to pay about a nun*.' dred bucks to. get eased out th* ( hack door and have the whole^ thing dropped. Carsons can do lt| because no charge was made, guy was just picked up oa clon. mostly suspicion of mixed up In the service, stick-ups . . . sure, I'm certain of my facts. I beard him wbep -til kicked through and came c)«a«. He's got his card case with him, with bis membership cards, hla driving license and all ot that rtutt, nnd Carsons will have him verify the signature that's on. fall lodjfc cards and operator's license, Jus); In order to make certain he's got th* right man . . . you run put in'* call for Mrs. Cathav ar. Rlvervlfw and get a statement out ot bop. . . . How do I know he's golnf t* buy his way out? Hell! Howv<to 1 know this call Is costing me • nickel? If you want him held lonj; enough to get a photographer o^er here you've got to bring 8om'e.'p.tM> sure to bear on Carsona and do;|t right now." Morden slipped the receiver back Into place. Satt the telephone, bqqth and started down the corridor-toward the room where Carsons ?rat holding Frank B. Cathay. He to«4 taken less than hall a dozen steps from the telephone booth • w|ea Whlpple of The Planet emerge* from tbo press room and stooi staring at him suspiciously. "Where you been, guy?" he askeit "Just fooling around, stretchlnf my legs," Morden told him, '' Whlpple's gaze became more »U* plclous. He walked past Mordea directly to the telephone booth,mi Jerked the door shut The aw(tcli clicked, but !ho light did not co.nj* on. Morden had neglected to scr^ tha bulh back Into position, pla reached up, twisted the and the light came op. Whlpple Jerked open the and ran down tbe corridor to press room. He picked up telephone and shouted Into H. "Hold everything! Morden ot T^ Blade has picked up soraeth.lftf hot. I don't know what It Is. Lft me find out." Morden. standing In the doof.'9* tbe press room, lit a cigaret aaj grinned mockingly. "You're sure a suspicious cuat,* be said. "My city editor WQU\4 can me for that." "For what?" asked Whlpplo^ "Holding up the paper on a ' steer." Morden said. "I'm not so certain It's a . .,„ ana." Wbipple told biw. He ca,tl«4 the desk sergeant, called tho r«dt« broadcaster, even called the var|o«* precinct houses, without learplug anything. Morden. afraid to leave the ropuj, dropped Into his chair, put his fe«X up on the haltered desk ond smoksa placidly. (To Be Contluued) bjjji In ilte n«*« chapter Norflco, »M rcourlcr. niakc* •uve — and ilUe*»«rj4

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