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Mason City, Iowa
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Tuesday, December 19, 1933
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TUESDAY, DECEMBER 19, 1933 ft!ASON CITY GLOBE-GAZETTE THE OLD HOME TOWN By STANLEY"] I SAY, ' REMEMBER^ THEMNOZZXES VJHOBOlWSoVJEOjSLETS TOUCH OUR l-AnOEJB/j UP_THIS \VB UV. PROS ASUj; -r / -- XUSE IT Rft TO BAIT THATMOUSE TRAP IN THIS HOSE AND NOW VYSx/E GOT TO PATCH UP! IN ANTICIPATION OP A BOSY CHRISTMAS VJEEK/WE BOYS AT THK. FIRS HOUSE ARE "3ETTIM THINSS Al-l-SLICKED UF THE LOVE WAGER By EDNA ROBB WEBSTER CHAPTER 43 Whether it was the cessation oE the yacht's movement or the siren on the police launch which awakened the guests and crew of the Logan- than early the following morning was of no importance. The salient fact was that everyone was on deck, curious and excited when the officers mounted the lowered gangplank with their badges glistening ominously in the early sunlight. Enery one was mystified at this sudden harsh interruption of a per- ectly innocent private cruise; and no one more so than the ship's owner and captain. Of course his session with Pedro on the previous , night had provided Stuart with rear| son to expect sensational develop? ments of almost any kind, but why \ the police had stopped his yacht a^d \come aboard so early this morning (was as much a mystery to him as to anyone. He had expected his guests to shortly. "But when you have chance to pick your own, it migh as well be a classy one." Stuart was genuinely surprised in spite of his premonitions concernin the count. "Oh, there must be son mistake," he objected, in loyalty t his guest. "The count just over from Havana." Yeah. Don't we know it? Havan descend upon him in an avalanche of excitement and protest when they ail discovered that they had been robbed while they slept, and he had prepared to calm them with assur- - ance of protection and immediate return to shore, but he was not pre- kaared to explain this sudden intru- . tion of'·the law. Perhaps they were in search of Pedro. That was the moat plausible reasor It was Pedro who had robbed .his guests and lowered the plunder to his supposed-to- be confederates. Confound it, perhaps Pedro was not on the level, after all. Perhaps he had been cleverly deceiving Lizetta and himself all the time, and the law knew it! The spokesman of the group of three officers saluted Stuart when lie stepped~on deck, to which Stuart responded respectfully. He made an effort to evince the mixture of concern, surprise, curiosity and Innocence which he believed it was his duty to feel. Instead, he managed to look guilty and indignant and expectant, as most innocent people do ·under such circumstances. "May wo talk with you alone, air?" inquired the leader. ."Certainly," he agreed. "Come . this way," and he led them into the little private office above deck. His guest audience watched the quartet disappear with, more curiosity than fear, and immediately turned to each other with Inquiring ·words and glances. In the midst of their rather subdued excitement, Budge sprang up the stairs from one of the lower deck cabins and announced stridently, "Say, what's all this about, anyway? I've been --and New York and any other plac where his men can work to advan tage while he poses as a swell gen moves in high society and spots th stuff that's worth going after. Tal slender, dark-complexioned isn't he?" "Why, yes, but that descrlptio could cover quite an army of sim tar men." The officer drew a photograp from his pocket and held it towar Stuart. "Does your guest look any thing like this?" There was no denying'the identity. "Why, yes--that's the fellow, all right. So he's the brains for this ring of jewel thieves, is he? Well, he's no special friend of mine. Just picked him up as an acquaintance, as we all do in such pleasure places as these. One of the girls In this crowd was attracted to him." "Yeah--I don't doubt it--wealthy count, slick talker. And I don't .suppose she knows he got her diamond bracelets which brought him a neat four grand in cash. We]], we want him right now. Where Is he?" "I suppose In hia cabin. Haven't seen him yet this morning. Number five, below deck." Stuart was not prepared for the furore which greeted him emerged from his conference with the officers. Frightened girls and protesting men confornted him with their startling discoveries. "So this is why he gave us a party--so he could rob us," accused him furiously. "Oh, say, don't be a simp," Betty reprimanded. "Stuart isn't robbing anyone. And there are plenty more people on this boat who might." "Well, if he has thse kind of friends, I'm looking for bettor company." Her tone was scratching. "Oh, shut up!" someone manded her. "Here comes Stuart now," Budge announced, "But don't blame Him robbed. Watch studs, everything gone!" money -- Exclamation clamored. Investigations followed. And to the astonishment of each and every one of them, each discovered that either his money or his valuables were missing. Pandemonium was reigning by the time Stuart emerged from hi3 cabin with the three officers. Meanwhile, Stuart had been given a. surprise, but one which had confirmed some of hia own previous suspicions. The officer in charge had informed him, "Sorry to disturb you, sir, but you have on board this ship a. man much wanted by the police. We were obliged to come for him here, where we have positive evidence for hia arrest." "If you mean Pedro, I know all about him, and he's okay." "Is that what he calls himself, now? Pedro? But surely, he would not resort to such a lowbrow alias as that. Isn't he one of your guests at this party?" "Oh, no, he's one of the crew." "Well, if you have another crook on board, we can take him along, too, but the fellow we want was last known as Count Carlos Dlavinl. Fancy handle, that one," he laughed for what happened. He didn't know any more about it than we did. Heh! Captain, what's the big idea? The whole ship's been robbed." "So I hear. But we're lucky that the police knew more about it than we did. I'm darned sorry about this, folks, but I gueas everything will be straightened out soon. All I ask is that you will be calm and give us time to investigate." "You mean give the thief time to escape," Marion sneered. "Say, I'm getting fed up on losing things. Last week it was my bracelets, and now all the cash I had with me and my rings are gone!" "I think you will find your bracelets and rings in the same company," said one of the officers who had returned from below deck, and added as he turned to Stuart, "when we catch the leader. He's not in his cabin." "Who?" everyone fairly shouted. Stuart glanced at Marion and away again quickly. Something akin to pity reached out to her in spite of his dislike of her. For, when the officer replied curtly to the unanimous question, "The fellow who calls himself Count Diavini," Mar- Ion's fane went white with all the conflicting emotions which must have swetp over her; Incredulity, rage, regret, humiliation and a few others, besides. "Who calls himself Count Dia- vinl," she finally protested, with an effort to defend either him or her St! VAE'-S OKiCOxlERE.0 /» "SOPP W OF IT . A.I-SO HCJ-S YOO uAsir MORE OP ( ^crr '-ni. GOTrf t^O.KMWWOOO, mr^^^^^f^^ It's a Secret Byles Forgrave Copyright. IMS. by Central Press Association. Inc. NO- OOP fiHO -T uvoe. v\e.fte vw nofle- OOT COUuWT/ - High Pressure Pete Not Good Enough By George Swan KNP ·WHW'.S MORE STROCld THE- BU3Mv~7H\KMlNi3 \ wa ._ MOU ToOOAvCW VMEN vou SAW UKE. BOUUTOM Moo SEE We SPlU-W. OJttQM sou'ae TM.UINJG TO"? Frank Merriwell's Schooldays By Burt I. Standish Muggs McGinnis Clear as Mud Wally Bishop CAN Hou G E A f r f J SHE JUST WEN-T PAST" V«~H W-USQM * QONSOU NMWS -\o DO -- TAKE our OF VteouawT-fb QE rott, A Stormy Sea Paul Robinson NEED MONEY? PINE WILL LOAN YOU THE MONEY TO PAY YOUR BILLS BEFORE THE NEW YEAR LOANS UP TO SSOO PAY BACK IN MONTHLY INSTALLMENTS OUT-OF-TOWN LOANS MADE C. L. Pine Loan Company OF MASON CITY SECOND FLOOR WEIE BLDQ. PHONE 224 belief in him. ,THE TUTTS Sure. He's nothln' but a big four- [ flusher and crook. Didn't he take your bracelets on that evening when you were with him in Havana.?" "Why--I lost them--" she faltered, still striving for a show of bravado. "And if you've located them, it was because he reported the loss so promptly." "Reported nothing! We only knew you lost them because the Cuban detectives saw you wearing them that night and we located them a couple of days later in a big shipment of stolen jewelry that we confiscated on its way north to professional markets." It seemed then as if the realization of all her loss and chagrin and disappointment rushed over Marion in one gigantic flood, for she burst Into violent tears and rushed to her cabin, whence the loud report of a door slammed shut reached them a minute later. The chief officer was saying, "Well, he can't leave the ship, BO he has to be on board somewhere Search ttic yacht," he ordered bin two assistants. "And what aboul this Pedro you mentioned before?' he asked Stuart "Oh," he smiled his most ingra Hating smile, "there's nothing to that. But when you told me you were hunting for a thief on this boat, I thought you might refer to one of my crew. It happens that he was arrested some time ago in con nectlon with these Jewel robberies and I signed his bond. But we can vouch for his character, and when you have uncovered all the facts o this case, you will f i n d he is as in nocent as I." (TO BE CONTINUED) By YOUNG 15 THE ONLY OME. 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