Pampa Daily News from Pampa, Texas on June 18, 1936 · Page 4
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Pampa Daily News from Pampa, Texas · Page 4

Pampa, Texas
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Thursday, June 18, 1936
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THE £ AllfcA DAILY ; Fattfar Building in Washington HORIZONTAL i What U, S. A. building, ia '. jpictured here? 7 the statue '.of——tops its dome. 15 Finch, , 13 English coin. 16 To percolate. 16 To heal. 1? Conscious. 19 To ogle. SI Hops kiln. 22 To assume. 24 GoU teacher. 25 Northeast. |j 26 Couple. 27 Bustle. 29 Preposition. 30 To wade i through. 32 Source of I ipecac. 34 To lift up. 35 To low as a 'cow. 37 Asiatic. 38 Public eating places. 40 Street. Previous Puzzle 42 Courtesy title. 43 Laughter sound. 44 Tree fluid. 46 Therefore. 47 Possesses. 48 Flying mammal. BO Over. 51 Tiresome people. 53 Sketched. 65 Washington laid the stone. 56 Cupola. VERTICAL 2 To entertain. 3 Harbor. 4 Anger. 5 Toward. 6 To let down. 7 Transportation charges. 8 Corpse. 9 Snaky fish. 30 Profound.. 11 Musical drama. 14 Rodent. 16 meets in this building. 17 Dry. 18 Graffed. 20 Its .(pi.) is almost 100 feet in diameter. 22 Paralysis. 23 Sofa. 26 Acts as model 28 Slumbers. 30 Pine tree. 31 Ye. 33 Sloths. 35 Mother. 36 Either. 39 To jog. 41 Sacred interdiction. 43 Seraglio. 45 Young salmon, 47 Valiant man. 49 X. 50 Queer. 51 Before Christ. 52 Southeast. 54 You and I. ou. I didn't leave to meet you till Mnwiddie came. '•There's the place. I don't see Dinwiddie anywhere. She . must mve gone out..' Logan had designated one of a ow of modest gray stone houses hat must once have been private lomes. They were in'Twenty-second Street now, and had just turned i of Tenth Avenue. "I haven't asked anv questions n the neighborhood," .Logan add- d. "Don't want to 'scare the bird way. . . There's Dinwiddie now." They had driven across Ninth venue, and had come upon Dinwiddie parleying at a fruit-stall. Dinwiddie, dressed like a decent itnerlcan, eating an apple. Dinwiddie approached them cas- ally. wailed for an elevated train o thunder l>y, "She's just gone in that new," he said then, and with his pple covertly indicated a Gothic loorway further along. "Black suit, ed hat. Carrying a guitar." It was a cold day with urimelt- d snow piled in the street. Dirk been at home when Logan elephone, and knowing he would ee Hope, had brought her racoon coat. He got out of the car now, and Dinwiddie took his place. The two men drove off, and Dirk walked on, waiting near the Gothic loorway for Hope to appear. "Oh, but you shouldn't! You lad no right." He was certain she would have cried if they had not been on the treel. He had overtaken her, had ;ently but firmly appropriated the guitar-case, managing a low and smiling, "Hello, Hope." She released the guitar-case, but jegan to walk fast and faster, as ^ Chapter 36 THE COSSACK No clue—nothing. Perhaps Rupert's note held something. Briefly hesitating, Dirk tore it open. She had written: Dear Rupert: Thank you for all you have done. It would not be right for me to stay longer. The five thousand dollars you gave me when I came, is ample payment. I accept it as such, and will never trouble you. HOPE Gone without n trace. But Hope must be found, for Rupert's sake, as well as his own. Rupert, Graves had reported that morning, had been asking for her, desired urgently to see her, though he would not consent to her coming on to Old Forge. They would bring Rupert home the moment it was safe, because of his desire, to be near Hope. Apparently he had emerged from his illness with some new resolve, some goading sense of duty, with even— though Dirk's mind veered from such a conclusion—some new affection. Such change was not unusual after violent illness. Dirk telephoned to Logan who restrained him from going to the Araby to question Fazzini. "That's my quarry," Logan said. "But I don't question him." He asked for Mrs. Joris' home address—"Though it's not likely she's gone there."—And said ' he would report next morning. Dirk went into Hope's room. Impossible to feel that it would not furnish some trace, some bertyal of what she had meant to do. One thing was absent—the guitar. It had lain in its case on the floor of the kas. Dirk thought of the revolver, and opened the wall- safe. The revolver was there. She had forgotten, or abandoned it. . He went about the room, knocking on the walls, seeking for some spring, some hollow sound, that might indicate a sliding. panel. There was no sign of either. He could not stay in the house, but got into his car and drove in- to Manhattan, past the Araby. Opposite the Araby was a Russian restaurant whose doorman, dressed in red coat and Cossack boots, contributed a dash of color to the crowded sidewalk. Dirk, driving slowly, chanced to catch the doorman's eye, and that vivid personage winked, almost imperceptibly. The Cossack, tonight, at least, was Dinwiddie. So they were at work on what, to Dinwiddie, was something of a lark. Dirk could himself see the grimness of the joke. Logan found Hope on the day before Rupert was to return. "You were right," he said, as he drove with Dirk to the house in which he was staying, a house in whose neighborhood Dinwiddie was at the moment lurking watchful. "You were right when you said this Fazzini might not be Tony, but one of his brothers. "He's not Tony—I knew that as soon as Dinwiddie showed him to me. Dinwiddie bought the doorman's job at the Russian Bear, and I've been inside eating caviar or Wiiiling on tables. At ten o'clock this morning this man came out— the one Dinwiddie says Mrs. Joi'is went to see." "He and several bags hopped a taxi, and I hopped another. Looked like lie was bound for a train, but I figured—since I was pretty certain she wasn't in Fazzini's house —that he wouldn't go without seeing her. "He didn't. He drove straight to this house in old Chelsea. She was evidently on the look-out for him for she' and another girl came out as soon as he got there. The ether girl look Scandinavian, or maybe Russian.. A blond, ugly and strong looking, with bushy hail and knotty legs. I'd seen her before, coming out of Fazzini's place "They got in the taxi with the man, and they all drove to the dock. The man and the blond wen! aboard the "Forssa," a Finnish freighter, and Mrs. Joris came back alone, on a surface car. I saw her go into the house, then I phoned VETERANS Your Record of Service Is Valuable to You at Our Store! You paid your sacrifice during the World War ... If you'll bring your identification of service to our store we'll prove our appreciation to you! SHOP OUR STORE IN HOME FURNISHINGS TEXAS FORNTOE CO E. McTAGGART, Mgr. 2IQ.12 N, Cuyler Phone 607 if •with some wild hope of escaping him." Pfesehtly—perhaps because people were noticing them—She let him put, the fur coat over her cloth one. Then, as they walked on. • '-What right have you to trail 'me like this?' 1 she asked shakenly. her face still white under the red beret. "I told you In my note not to find me. It was easy, I suppose,' but why. . . Why can't I . . . What right have you?" "Wouldn't the fact that you left your coat," he said, "give me the right to bring it to you? It's enough to make you ill, going without it, when you're used to it." "Very well," she said halting. "You've brought it. Don't come any farther." "But I've got to talk to you. Hope," halting too, and adding at once, "Don't worry, I'm not going to ask you any questions. I haven't trailed you, as you say, to find out why you ran away —thought how you could do it when you knew-how I cared, and what it would do to me—No matter. Can't we go somewhere and have lunch? It's about Rupert," he added. She looked at him for the first time since that shocked and startled glance. "Rupert?" she repeated. Then, consulting her watch, "11 will have to be somewhere near." They found a neighborhood restaurant, where they sat in a booth, eating they scarcely knew what, while Dirk explained to Hope that Rupert was asking for her, was straining to get better and come home, that lie might be with her. She seemed puzzled, slightly incredulous. "Why? Why should he want to see me?" "That I, can't tell you. I'm merely quoting: Graves." He paused and she said, "I can't understand it. Can you?" "No. Sick men have their vagaries. But it may be serious for him if you're not there." Presently she said, "It's decent of you not to say It's my obligation to come back; not to remind me that I'married him, and all that.-I'll go back with you, but. . . It's only fair to tell you I can only stay awhile." "Fair," he repeated. "It's good to hear you say that word. Won't you be fair again, and tell me when you leave? Not sneak off the way you did this time, and let me go to the devil, If I wanted to?" "I know," she said. "But . . .1 love you. You knew it. You would have stopped me. I had to go. You would have made it hard." "Will you tell me, Hope. . . If I promise to let you go?" "Do you promise that?" she asked. "I do." "Then," she said, "I promise to toll you." "And you're coming back with me?" "Yes," quickly. "But not this, minute. I've got . . . There's something I must see to first." Uh'k and Hope go homo lo tragedy, tomorrow. ••• CCC workers an- building u Pacific coast trail over which It will be possible to ride horseback or hike 32000 continuous miles on high mountain trails from Canada to Mexico. OUT OUR WAY By WILLIAMS WOT SO STEAKloe TO ME, MOW TMAT VOOCALLAtTEWtlONTOIT/ IVE ALUJ5 LET THE BOYS READ THE MAIL DUB.IM' WORKlM 1 HOURS.THEY USED TO GIT BUT MEBBE ONE. hETTEE. A ' WRITIW TO EACM TWICE A WEEK--OR. I DON'T KNOW TMAT BUNCH/ WAAL, I'VE VISITED A LOT OF RANCHES, )M MY T/ME, BUT NEVEE. HAVE t SEEN COWHANDS GIT SO MUCH MAIL. A LETTER EE, A POSTCARD FOE- EVEJ2V ONE OF 'EM. SOME- TWIW STEAMQE ABOUT THAT/ THE BAD EXAMPLE i-m THIMBLE THEATRE Starring POPEYE Straight From the Shoulder By E. C. SEEGAR Yft MEPNN^ TO SfNV THE oeep SND VD LOSE ME P\GW UUITW , Of 1 © f \AJHH SHOULD WFJ K\OVOU?GO rT THE 1 r^/ OEEP / I HEV6R V UES BV.OVJ HE OOVIN! IUJILL) fV=>T HIM! V& GOT ME PsUL HOT PvU' BI CERTINGUV I'LL JEEP! I GO'NER LOSE THE FIGHT J1MMV T if VVorld nslits rcjcrvcd, c 1936. kine IViliirei Syndicate, Inc, POOR HE'S fe-18 BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES Leave It To Boots By MARTIN \T StWb TWW ONB OF HrXO To 5AV, AWO TO BE — 60 <=>Y\E FOR AN> OPEN £V\\P 1 A ANi CANiY We. <S>Ooo, ' I \K> ?ACTy 9ES^tCV ife 1»3e «Y NEA StRVICE, INC. T. M. REC. U. 3. PAT. FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS Temptation By BLOSSER i suppose/ IF WE REALLY WANT THE'DOG RE- TURWED, WE'LL HAVE TO OFFER A REWARD.' GOSH., I HAVEN'T AW/MOWEY ID DO THAT, PROFESSOR/ WELL.SIKICE I AM THE OWE WHO |S MOST INTERESTED IW COMPLETING THE PREHISTORIC SPECIMEN, I'll, TAKE CARE OF ^r THAT! > U I WANT "YOU TO PRINT THAT AD AGAIN, EXACTC/ AS *tt>U DID IN YESTERDAY'S'PAPER, BUT THIS TIME OFFER A REWARD OF $ 15 WOULDNT MIND CUTTING THAT OFFER DOWN TO THREE DOLLARS i AND A HALF, WOULD YOU JUST rr....rM AFRAID IT MIGHT EVEM SPUR ME ON ID CLOSE DCWW THE: PAPE:R AND LOOK FOR HIM MYSE:LF" BUT A REWARD OF WOULD SPUR MORE PEOPLE ON TO SEARCH FOR THE DOG! MYRA NORTH, SPECIAL NURSE In The Tomjb By THOMPSON and COLE SOMIMG UPON! MYKA, AS SUB LEAVE-3 HIS TENT WITH THE PLANS, SIR. EDMOND /M5ISTS ON nee THRU THE TOMB -O- BUT ISN'T. IT RATHER DARK TO VISIT THE TOMB, NOW, SIR EDMOND? I NOTATALL-ICAM SHOW YOU ONLY THE FOEECOUCT AMD THE CHAPEL AMP THEVeE ALWAYS PACK. AND GLOOMY, VOL) KNOW-COME- SOMEWHERE IN THIS CHAPEL- PEO&ABLY IN THE WEST WALL, IS A J5ECEET POOR. LEADING TO THE 5EEPAB-OR HIPDEN CHAMBER-THAT ROOM IS WHERE TWE SPIRIT OF PECEASED IS TO ABIDE THE ANCIENT EGYPTIANS WERE VERY CLEVER AT CONCEALING THE REAL SARCOPHAGUS -THEY PEOBABLV FEARED JUST SUCH VANDAL'S AS OURSELVES/ MERELY HELPING YOU FIND YOUR. SECRET POOR..' WHAT ARE VOU DOING HERE? ALLY OOP Just Curiosity By Hamlin CANT SAY I'M SO HOT ABOUT TRESPASS)^ AROUND IM THIS PLACE-LOOK5 LIKE (AINT SEEM SUDDEN DEATH IN BIG /NOTHIN 1 TO CHUNKS/ -'vJILiGET EXCITED ABOUT; 50-J ATLEA^T I'M RID OF THOSE PESTS WHO WERE DOO01KJ 1 MY FOOTSTEPS - NOW I CAN PO A<5 I PLEASE, WITHOUT HAVINTO KAAK.E A,. LOT OF FOOL EXPLANATIONS I BETTER CrO HAVE A I CAN SPARE TM' TIME. I GUESS- folMt'BY NEA SERVICt. INC. T. M

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