The Hutchinson News from Hutchinson, Kansas on June 26, 1923 · Page 6
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Hutchinson, Kansas
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Tuesday, June 26, 1923
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PAGE SIX. ————•—Tterrr T H.E .Hf-XI T CHINS O N NEWS. • i -i MVi.-'lHr Pictorial Patterns Rorabaugh Wiley's f Dress Forma 4 Billow Upon Billow of Charming Tub Fabrics Ready for Selection N OW that women's garments arc of such simple lines—some are obligingly one-piece affairs—even amateur needlewomen are coming into the Fabric Section and choosing: from the "detectable materials here. Yon. loo, \vc think, wiU feel their urge. They arc absorbingly attractive, exploiting' newest weaves, newest colorings and designs. Fabrics include novel and exquisite imported as well as the prettiest of American weaves iu voile, organdy, crepe, gingham, ratine, linen and cponge. June Sale Specials 50c Quality Oriental Voile The Yard. 29c 40-inch Oriental Voile in tan, blue, grey brown and red with Oriental designs in contrasting colors. 85c Quality Pin Whe«I Cr«j»e The qq« Yard OQU 30-inch Pin Wheel Crepe in Stripe ami Check patterns in a good range of light colors. v 75c Quality Tissue Gingham 45c The Yard 32-iuch Imported Tissue Ginghams in stripe, check and plaid patterns. Pretty colors and combinations. Imported Swiss Yard $1.00 32-int'h Import ml Dottoil Swiss —-tiiMt whltu pin dot on vopen, j.i<U>, tan, l;iv*>n<tor, hrown. cer- \KV and liltick E round. Canton Crepe Yard 85c In ilnj " rnttnn Canton Crf-po IIIOWIHK plain colors; :o: -al, pink, Uivoiular. _ nninnW.ln. Hemstitched Crepe Yard $1.25 SG-inch hemstitched Crepo In white, nllo, coral, light blue, navy, bruwn and black. Imported Ratine Yard $1.00 38-inch Imported Rattno in white, rose, copen. tan and navy. Imported Organdies Yard $1.00 45-inch Imported Organdlea, transparent, permanent finish, white and a big range of ncwoBt colors. Embroidered Voile Yard $2.50 40-inch imported embroidered Voile—beautiful designs on light and dark grounds. ABC Silk Jap Crepe Yard 35c 30 inch J;ti».'jfK'S*» Crepe in 32 good r.otor-s iat'hiding all tho now wlnuU?u. Ratine Crepe Yard $1.25 Yard wide Hntino Crope— black cheeks on ivhite and pretty colored ground, Yard 50c S8-incli Motor Suiting aouil range of wanted colors. Fast colors. Ratine Voile $1.00 and $1.50 36-inch Ratine Volte, light blue, roae, yollow, green, brown and lavender chocks and plaida on white ground. silk and cotton kiml. Black. V: ataplo and nev, •".'brie of Ks • and forty ;hades. A Linoleum Sale Wednesday $1.25 $1 AA Square Grade 1 .UU Yard This is best quality l) grade Armstrong' 12-foot printed linoleum. Wc have 300 yards in 5 good patterns to sell at $1.00 the square yard. 240 Yards of 6-foot Inlaid Linoleum, Square Yard 1.75 2 patterns suitable for office, salesroom, restaurant or drug: store. 5 patterns in good looking, small tile effects for the bath or kitchen. .ami drawn, carrt from'her pocketbook. "There are tUe'Tlgurea. I .obtained thorn yesterday.' -Pumping system mid all." Fortler nuutu a cnmpresenslve gesture, and leaned back In his chuir. "There- In tbg wholo thing In a nutshell, Miss Lavergne. All la perfectly legal. We cannot proceed ngalnBt your uncle in ally way, shape or fashion. The, damage has been'done, and there Is nothing to do but pay the piper. That Is correct.' It Phllbrlek. ,.; , , ... ,„„., „„„,i ,li ordered to Install an irrigation ays-1 P \ e . band In Mi. and then let It fall and shook lii», hoauV ; ' • „ "Nothing, XVtltiH Lctreiguti. Wi'Itd h Phiibrick at onco; tell him to ttdviaa" me of any other details that he may learn—particularly, as to why the Macarty's chciiltl. want to get hold of your land. Lot Phllbrlek understand thnt I nm bundling the case for yo*i> If any business matters turn lip, refer tlieni to mo. Macarty may down us, btit we'll give him a fight!" "Just what kind of a fight?" queried 'V SYNOPSIS. CltATTRB.- • i. — Aitrrt" -t-.HTVTSTi'a' - Wm- CyprfTnort, a small plantation In tho Louisiana havDiw. She lenv«s tho man- KKeinent to John Phtlbrlrk, an ottt retainer and faithful, but not a good buj*lnpna man, an Ah tho Manchu, who la trying to h «lp Aline, explains to the mysterious John 'Sohiluon. Allne's uncle Davlit Macurtv and his son. Follx, under pretense of looking after her Interests, plot to get control of the plantation. CHAFTEn 11—One of thoir schemes Is to dam the hayou and thus dry up her rice fields. Then they try to-fret rid of rhl'.brick. Allr,^ eucpe::;^ the Marnr'.ys and consults Jack Fortler, a young lawyer, who tubes her case. — ...,iion of tSyptmum t -tshmd-'-the-riuhtet- bit' of rlceitand In tho state!" The girl nodclod. She regarded him CHAPTER III. While in Baton Rouge his friend In tho legislature supplied Fortier with abundance of information—and a word of advice. "Chuck It, Fortler! It's ruin for you to go against David Macarty, as J believe yon hinted" you am about to do. The man is powerful. So' is his son. Both are unscrupulous, and will not hesitate to wipe you out like a fly on the wall. You c&n*t possibly do a i thing against them, amh will only j ruin your own future. Macarty has a , finger In a dozen business pies, and ; he's Infernally clever." •'Much obliged," said Fprtier quietly. "See you lator." "Stubborn devil?" retorted his friend.- "Don't dr&£ n\Q into it" Returning to New Orleans, Fortler workeuT hard getting his facts marshaled in order,— When he had fkn- isheil, he was appalled by tho results. Shortly after luncheon, on the day appointed, Aline Lavergno entered tho office. As ho received her and made ready to impart what he had gathered, Fortler's face gave no indication of the hopelessness which ho felt . Just the contrary, In fact. The thought of Macarty, and what was being done to I this girl, brought steel Into his blue I eyos and anger Into his heart.- j "And what have you learned, Mr. Fortler?" sho asked, her calm eyes I searching him. j "Enough, I'm afraid. It appears ' that your father made extremely uu- wiso conti-actjs. Financially very favorable, they bound him to unfortunate things. It tho rleo crop failed, duo to mismanagement, he was re- 1 sponsible. The sole person to Judge : of tho mismanagement was the other party to tho contract. No business main would have signed such o paper, but your father, was a gentleman, not a business man Hindustan Crepe Yard $1.75 3(MnCh printed silk and cotton Crepes in beautiful designs and rich color combinations. Printed Batiste Yard 39c 40-Inch printed Batiste In neat figures and checks on light ground. Short OZt 0 / Below Lengths CtO/O Regular This is best quality D grade Armstrong 12-foot printed sale Wednesday at 25% less than regular prices. Included are ends of rolls large enough for bath room or small kitchen. tiou. I have just arranged to mortgage some town property in Lutouche. But Cypremort is clear." "Have you juiy knowledge of why you are not wealthy? Do you suspect anyone of theft?" A Blight tlngB of ool6r came Into her cheeks. s **i non- I don 't knowr They still havo two ^e)'. 1 sign a check. You would not ln- years to run. I oould discover noth- 1 sinuate that he would thieve? Why, Ing about them. V>o you know wheth- i If he needed money for himself, ho I er. last year's crop was sold to your could have It anil welcome!" undo?" "I suspect nobody," returned For- j "Yos! Phllbrlek mentioned it sov- j tier, "and least e-I all, Phiibrick. Per­ oral timeB. The price was very good [ haps he Is a poor manager, a poor i and—" ! overseer. You say last year's croft j Fowler's month hardened. j *' 0B good—" "Then there is TIO doubt of It. Ma-1 The girl made a weary gesture, j enrty holds the contracts. I presume 'l "Perhaps tho chief fadlt has been we shall find that Phllbrlek was help tern—we,shall know that tho suspicion ..ts\|ra<i. But we can prove no conspiracy oi'other wrong." "t believe that you have diagnosed the whole matter correctly,"- said tho girl calmly, "Surely there must be some way-of escape?" Fortler nodr!?d f drumming on the ilcsk-top with his fingers. "None. We haven't finished our diagnosis yet, however. Why i« your ivnele doing-t4it«?-I^t—li-a- say,- te~eet control of Cypromort plantation. Then, for what reason? Ho Is wealthy enough. At least, he Is comfortably well off. Why does he want that Island?" Alh'e shook h?r hefld- "I do not know. Ho'has never Bald that ho wanted it—" "Of course. Is anything there of some great value?" "Tho house and Its contents, yes. Otherwise, nothing." . The' oyea of Fortler searched her face. - / "Pardon me, Miss Lavorgne—but ha* your cousin ever proposed marriage?" The question brought no confusion to her eyes. She nodded quietly. "Yes, several times, I uo not care for hint; however . You mean, that If 1 were to marry him, the wholo thing would bo solved? Yes, I understand- But that is,entirely out of tho question. Mr. Fot-ticr!" "Good!" exclaimed Fortler. Her eyes widened. "Why do you say that?" Fortler laughed suddenly, boyishly. "Because I'm pleased,-Miss Lavergne! From. what I ffave leanned, I do not believe your cousin to be entirely honorable—Ho bo the sort of man for v:hom you w «Mt !d ''are. So, for your sake, I am pleased!" Now, Indeed, a slight tingo of color crept ln,to tho girl's cheeks. "There iB absolutely nothing to bo done at present." pursued Fortler quickly. "But I would suggest that you write Phllbrlek, toll him that you have wakened to the truth, tell him all about your talks with me. If he Is served with a notice to irrigate tho - - Island, that will mean open war wltn gravely, trouble lying deeply In nor your uncle. clear eyes. | "In the meantime, I would suggest Now let us digress a moment," pur-1 no open break with tho Macartys—at sued Fortier. "I must pry into your I least, not until you got homo again. Personal affairs, before gotiveon with I Keep everything pleasant, if possible, this theory of the dam. If you were'at any price. I want to learn every- wealthy, the dam could not hurt yoh. thing that 1 can about David Macarty, But you told me that you were not. Is j here In the city and about Jils son- your land mortgaged?" Then 1 want to go down to Cypremort 'No," sho replied. "Not the planta- and make an Investigation on tho Any kind ho wantB,".r«turiijia\;'For- tier, with frankness. "From, what, 1 understand, your umcle will stop at nothing.; Well., neither wilt 1 stop at anything! I am fighting-for-you:—and If need he, I shall fight tho devil with, flro!" ' Tho calm gray eye* of the "girl kindled for a moment—kindled Into a ewift flamo that came and went again. Then sho turned to the door, "Very well. An revolr!" t &r^er n th /ucedJt^qut ^Hh ,eji-,^i«j„ door of tho outer offico closed- behind her, ho turned and mot the gazo of the typist. Miss Smith smiled at him. "What a beautiful gown!" Bald the little stenographer. "Ves?" murmured Fortier. "I didn't" observe It." "A gentleman was here a few mo-. incuts ago. Ho refused to give his name or to wait, but said he would be back shortly." "With a bill to collect?" and For­ tler's lip's curled whimsically. "Still, I can pay it!" "No, slr^—I think he was a client" "Impossible! Weil, If ho comes, bring him In-" Fortier returned to his desk, and forgot the client, Ills thoughts were of Aline Lavergne. , Kverything In him revolted agaknst the chance of that rare flower boing stripped and plundered by the Macartys. Either plot or circumstances had placed her in their power; he could soo no logical way of working nut her salvation. Yet he knew that somehow, somewhere, he must find a way. "And. what's tho motive?" ho reflected. puzr.led by Ibis point. "They're spending a lot of time and money to work 1t adroitly—why? Merely •.;-> set h«lcl of hnr plantation? I hardly think so. There must ije something behind it all." Miss Smith knocked and came into the office- She closed the door behind her. He's here again!" she exclaimed eagerly. "He has no card. His name is Thompson." Fortier nodded and gestured assent. Miss Smith showed in the caller. Ho was n tall, stooping niq.u with mournfnl eyes ami largo hands. Ho less to break them, since they bound the estate and not the living planter. You see, they put the estate absolutely in tho power of Macarty. II tho crop fails, ho alone Is tie Judge—ho may declare that the failure is tho fault of Phllbrlek, and then collect his damages." ' "But that Is unjust!" exclaimed Aline, her eyes widening. "Exactly. The law makes no pretensions to justice, Miss Lavergne. The Code Napoleon sets a standard of laws, to Infringe which is wrong. A contract Is a sacred tiling. Your father signed a contract, which must bo adhered to. Now, let us proceed. "Here Is a map of Latouche par- ( Ishi-. showing your property" For% i tier spread out tho map before the j| ' girl. "Under tho namo of the Cy' premort Power .Company, your uncle obtained a franchise giving him largu theoretical powers down there. But provided he dams the bayou and erects a power plan.'., to whom will It give service?" ! Aline glanced up. "Why, nobody. --We're twenty miles from Latouche, and there's no other town—" | "Exactly." Fortler made a gesture. ' "You see? That power plant Is a blind! It will never be anything except a dam. Now, then, why did your uncle -obtain the right to dam fhat bayou? Because, In BO doing, ho • would cheek tho overflow of water mine, Mr. Fortler! I have been Billy, extravagant, perfectly heedles -3 of money. I never thought of It as hard to get. Since fatner. died, we havo spent a great deal on tho place itself. The house has needed repairs, and we have put up new quarters for the hands. Whenever I wanted something dome, I told Phllbrlek to get it done— that was all. And the boats! We have many of thorn. Launches and so on. I think Phllbrlek said the wharf we built this spring cost two thousand doilurs. You see? It is all my fault." Fortler nodded. He perceived only -too well how things had gone. "Did your uncle enoourage this expenditure? Or was he Ignorant of it?" The gray eyes flashed suddenly. "Oh! That—that la true! I remember, now—and it was Felix who said ho could get It for me at a low price—" "How much?" queried Fortler dryly. "Let me see ^-r think fifteen hundred—" "Very well. Now I can understand things much better," said Fortier. "Let me show you, now, just what can be done by your uncle. When or before tho dani Is completed, he will order Phllbrlek to Install an irrigation Bystem. If Phllbrlek neglects to do It, and the lice crop failB, Macarty can obtain a judgment against you In the courts. I suppose you have no Idea what such a system would cost?" "Yes/ 1 said the girl .^unexpectedly, spot "To what end?'' queried the girl. "You say there is uo hope—" "ND , uo! I said there was no us- eupe." Fortler laughed.' "There Is always hope, Miss Laverani*! 1J I go down iherc, It will be tight. I tell yOu I frunkl. as things now stand down there, on tho ground, I may find many loopholes." Sho regarded him steadily for­ ment. "Shall I give you a note to Phiibrick, then?" Fortier shook his head. "Let us wait. I shall bo busy here tor several days, in any case, and there Is no Immediate hurry. When I shall go to the iBland Is uncertnln- One_ must firat go to Latouche?" : "That Is the end of the railroad," sho assented. "You had better write Phllbrlek of your coming, so that ho can meet you with a launch. But, Mr. Fortier, If you oro going to givo your time to such an Investigation, I wleh that you would havo some agreed compensation with me. You understand, I am thinking hard about money these days, when I should have been doing it in paBt months and years!" Fortior made a negative gesture. His eyes, as be looked at her, were forceful. "I am not taking this caso for money. Miss Lavergne. I accepted your retainer becausu I needed It—but It Is a fee, not a retainer. If I am unable to be of uso to you I Bhall return that money." The girl's shoulders went back, but Fortior continued before she could speak. "Pleaso bear In mind one thing, Miss Lavergne! My mnne, like yours, is an old one." . Sho caught the proud, unuttered significance of these words. It was true that sho had been tempted to think of him as a lawyer, a hireling, one who served for a fee. Now, as she—met his steady gaze, her face changed. Her hand went out to him. "I am glad that you are my friend, Mr. Fortler. Havo you any further Instructions to give mo, now?" Fortier looked down at her »Hm Miss Smith Showed in the Caller. THE GUMPS—A CONSTANT READER r CiuWlO SVt VMttYtt WW NOVU. INS -etM) QV MMtWWij 6. VOOMtiH \0\) SHOMV.X> VtlVVIt rAMHMtb P. CftSt OH H MVCt ftfxNv; «Q'«« , c.vis- IF soy Suov -fU) tvw. IW Vll vwwytes MA. - WOT ?Vf ^0\1 SHOW MklUS SOVC\ MCA) W»K» SCM^. OP "TVUCV HOM£ VIWNM msttM> OF »MvHfcj tT NLV,QH Tut \>oovi -sr ?tv? VJWLW sowm KT HOMS. Novrnt to SMI *s t» cv.ovu*» v*» "wt \> TYVES <AM> A. b\>HN<b 6 1«« i st OIKUJO HUM ?'iii''wiift«nB f "WL* A ^OTt S0\)« HOMfc-fcMte *VArtc A. NWS VKfVU.- SUE WW MA, S*M TO *KM> \T- 'SH^ uOWNt VOOK KT TWt S ?0ST »NC, \r \NpMC\fc.V. OS. HCNS f4lWrrOUNt> IN TME TVWVMKKES SewT Vl *Mtf4'^ ttHtT ^CTDft AH* «T^W TVHMK TV »A<r was dressed In dark blue, and his yatchling cap bore the insignia of soma craft. "You're Mr- Fortier?" ho &aid. "My name's Thompson. I've Just heard that a relative of mine has died in San Francisco, leaving me some money. I'm a seaman—soconil mate on acraft here In liarbor-j-and I'jtrx tied up. Can I hire you to go to Frisco and get my money?" Fortler shook his head. "I'm afraid not, M., Thompson. I'm quite busy, and can't very well—" Oh, there's money In it tor you!" Interjected Thompson quickly. "Maybe you think I'm poor? , But 1 ain't. I got a thousand In my pocket to advance you—a thousand In cash. Then. I'll give you a percentage on the es- tato 1 It ain't small nlcklngs, either— about thirty thousand all told. It's worth It to mo to havo It attended to." It's quite Impossible," said Fortler curtly. "If you'll step to the office of Gray & Fortler, on the floor abovo, you'll ba able to get your case handled and you'll nut havo to pay out so large a feu. Good day." Thompson, with a growl, departed. T<ho man soemed ill pleased. Lighting a cigar, Fortler stood looking out tho window, over the array of roofs an doftioo buildings opposite. How he would have jumped at this client, only a few days ago! Huw .-j very thought of a thousand-dollar loo would have made his pulses leap: Aud here he had turned down the man .with acant courtesy. Why? A tap on the door. Miss Smith, eager in her employer's behalf, entered. 'Was it another client?" claimed. Fortior turned, removed the cigar,, from his Hps, and smiled. Ho knew and appreciated the kindly quality ot her cilrloslty—was aware that it hold no impertinence. "No," he sold whimsically. "It w«# a gentleman who had a bribe in his pocket, Mist) Smith, The next caller, 1 presume, will carry a black-jack." 8he stared at him, wild-eyed." "I don't understand, Mr. Fortler!" . "Unfortunately, MIsB Smith, I ban- not explain. But don't ho alarmed—, and don't take my words literally. By the way, I •han't bo here until noon tomorrow. And if any other clients •how up, turn 'ein over to Gray A Fortler, «»oUlra." MtwBmllo looked horrified. sho To U emittiM* Wedn*»d»j.> ;

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