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THUiSL/AY DECEMBER 11, 1947 dT,YTHEVn,LF (ARK.) COURIER NKWB .PAGE NINETEEN Classified Advertisements Wonted to Buy WE BUY FUR AND PECANB Highest prices paid. See us before rou Sell. JOE HESTER'S GROCERY B. HlRllwty 61 Below Swill OH U1H 12:3-pk-li3 ill llze homes, duplexes, lota, etore livings, farms, confidential listings ,th buyers. Phone Field. 2334. WANTED 20.000 POUNDS PECANS Don't Sell till you Oet Our Bid Blyttieville Curb Market 130 East MDln St. Phone B73 12<-rk-lf A resident of Baltimore In Renrch of a Aluffed porcupine was unnble to find what he wimled In his own city. He placed en Hdvertlsement In a Washington newspaper. Within a lew days, the advertiser KOI Just u-hat he wonted from a reader 1 * nephew In distant Vermont. Man's dressing table. Preferably walnut. Call 2742. 12!ll-»k-!4 Ihers. _ Pour Qaonscl huts will comprise (he momisicry, built in & 110-foot .square, with u bell tower and cross riiiiiC 11 feet. 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I remember the first time I saw it—and the laat. the day 1 tounti iit In Marie Maloney's room. And finding it there suddenly knew how death had come to three jpeople and why it threatened uic. Knew, too, the desperate chance I had to take to uncover the real murderer and save my own life. I Bob Leiphan, lately ot Army in- jtelligence and now of the Los Angeles City Police Homicide Squad, insists upon giving me all the credit for breaking what is so far his most famous—or infamous -case, = He's wrong, however. I didn't .solve anything. I just stumbled •upon one thing which was important, and remembered some other things because as a writer 1 have : learned to remember little things ; about people—all sorts of little -things. A habit which gives me ,a mind like a dustbin, insanitary ;but sometimes convenient. Eventually in this particular • case the likeness between two -women, the look on a face in unguarded moment, and a few other apparently unrelated incidents, dug belatedly out of the .dustbin, added up to a weird mo tive for murder. Finally there wa my finding of the weapon itself And that was sheer luck, becausi we weren't looking for a >veapon • * * 'TO tell this story coherently, I had better begin with the day 'before the first two deaths. Ani throw in a little data which accounts for me being in the mtddl when thing.? began to happen. 1 had been in Hollywood for •three months writing a movie script from one of my own books The script had finally ueen ap- iproved by Ben Morgan who was going to produce it, and by Jef Haverson who was going to direct it; anct the shooting of the first scenes was scheduled to star 1 the next morning It was my firs movie script and 1 was feeling smarty-pants over ils reception. Any satisfaction 1 was enjoy ing, however, belonged by right. to my long - suffering literary agent, Max Hoster. Max hat hauled me out of that sanitariunr back in Ohio and had plunked me down in a murder bungalow h the Hollywood Hills—quite literal ly a murder bungalow, altliougl the crime committed .there hai passed into the limbo of forgoltei things by the time I arrived—witl the ultimatum that it was tim for me to quit acting like a darncc loot and go to work again. Of course, no one but an au thor's agent, wacky from rcadin too many bad mystery maim scripts, would ever have conceive the idea of shocking a dtfcnte woman back to lite by ihrowin her lo the Hollywood wolves. But wacky of not the idea ha worked. 1 hadn't had a momen in which to think of my persona problems, much less grow morbi over them, since I'd stepped o the train in the Los Angeles sla lion. And on the afternoon o which I shall begin my story. was stretched out in a deck cha in the patio of my murder hous ; '^H 1'KKCKLKS & HIS FRIENDS By MERRILL BLOSSER Weapons? *«1 •¥ M« UlUICr INC V M. MO. U, B MT. Oft. "That old bird's nil mixed up—he said, 'I got your letter, little man.' but 1 didn't write him any!" WELL crape WHO TAKESW TO THt PAHT/ • ON THE FIELD OF HONOR!' GET WE w WALLY/ ~ •& 1 JUST REMCMBCRCO )6OSK. WCWER. APPOINTMENT f I L -/ DON'r PRISCILLA'S POP A Friend in Ni-eil AL VERMEER hope you didn't stand idly by when your brother iva trouble! I VIC FLINT i<>'v; I stretched my body lo a new ancle of comfort in the deck chair and closed my eyes. 1 was relaxed ami somnolent. Then in the house the telephone lieean lo ring. aking a sun bath, with no macabre reflections whatever on murder done or murder yet to came. Juut ying there feeling well pleased with life in general and my own .ife in particular again. * • * T was a nice spot to feel well pleased in. A bougainvillen vine splashed clusters of purple (lowers over the yellow wall of the kitchen that formed one side of the patio. Giant geraniums lifted pe-taled blooms before the windows of the maid's room on the olhcr side. Across the rectangle of blue sky overhead arched the delicate foliage of a pepper tree. I stretched my body to a new angte of comfort in the deck chair, 'lanced idly at my brown bare, .egs, wriggled my toes against the rope soles of kelly green clogs and closed my eyes. 1 was as relaxed and somnolent as Tom. the big yellow Persian cat curled in the curve of my left arm- In the house the telephone began to ring. It rang six times and quit. After an interval it began to ring again. Ten rings that time. I have no maid. The studio had been able to furnish me a house largely because the Army hod exercised n priority on a male script writer who had been my pred- cessor in both house and job.^But even the movie moguls hadn't been able to produce a full lime maid. "When the telephone began to ring for the third time, 1 decided I might as well answer it I bounced the cat to the ground with a.i alTectionale "S c a t," reached for "my robe, belled it on and took the call on the extension in the kttchon. "Hello," 1 said. "Holly Dorm speaking." "Hello, Holly." it was.lhe nice voice of JefT Haverson, who was going to direct my picture. "Doing anything this evening?" "No." "What about having dinner witl me, then? We could drive over to the Sleak House in Bin-bank." It was a far more enticing pros- So I'm a Dccov By miCHAKI, O'MALLEY and RALPH LANK [3 found my man waiting for rrt« at the entrance of the park. pect than cooking my own dinnc: and eating it alone. I told him so, He said, "Thanks." And thai he'd pick me up in about an hour I felt as if I'd just had a shot of adrenalin as I climbed the stairs lo my bedroom lo dress. • • • r\F all the people I had met i" ^ Hollywood, JefT Haverson was the one I enjoyed being with most. Without the baseball cap that he always affected when he was snooting a picture, he looked tike any olhcr successful young Amer- can business man. A little heavy around the waist, bul with well- carried shoulders, a clean, wholesome skin darkened from its nnt- ral blondnesg by the California sun and light hair beginning to bin a little at the crown and grow [jack at (he temples. JcCF Haverson looked, in fact, like what my well-meaning agent must have had in mind when he said the only way I'd ever ?ei over Oscar Craig would he to fall in love with another man. 1 wondered a little bit about that while 1 showered and got into a neat shepherd check suit with a whil2 wool jersey blouse and finished the outfit with a big black h;it that made an interesting frame for my face. I put lipstick on carefully, blotting it and putting on some more and dusting a little dark powder over tha t , and made a mental note to sec Ravelin, the studio make-up 1 woman, the next day. Ravclla specialized in creating individual lipstick colors for the Massive stars—and for anyone else foolish enough lo pay her price. I had been promising myself a ravishing Uavclla lipstick ever since I came lo Hollywood. I was just finishing my lips when the door chimes sounded and J tripped blithely up the semicircular pair of steps thai led from my bedroom to the upper hall—the same two steps that later wore to save my life—and went along the hall to the foyer to 'el Je/I in- (To Be Continued) IN THt LAST MOUTH ' tIGHT BIS SALES OF DIAMONDS HAVE SUPPED THROUGH MY FINGERS. EACH TIME TMfc CUSTOMER HAS BEEN AT THE POINT OF BUYING. AND WEN SOMEONE T HIM OUT f ROM UNDER N I WANT YOU TO POSt FOR A FEW DAYS AS A VERY WlAtTHY MAN. VOU'RE TO COME IN MY STOKE TO IOOK AT DIAMONDS. TH6N WE'U s«E WHAT HAPPENS. WASH TUBBS Think That Over Bv LESSLIB TURNER THE WORE I THIMK CASE.TVlE WORE I MO WOWDEC THM" COP WAS SWlC^SflC wour us sTuweuMs OH * SOUJTIOM ! OUT OUR WAY By J. R. Williams VE GODS! 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