Pampa Daily News from Pampa, Texas on June 21, 1936 · Page 10
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Pampa, Texas
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Sunday, June 21, 1936
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PAGE TEN [THE PAMPA DAILY NEWS, Pampa, Texas SUNDAY MORNING, JUNE 21, 193fi English Royalty HORIZONTAL 1,5 Wife, divorced by Henry VIII of England. 12 No. 13 Recipient. : 14 Silkworm. 1 5 Excavated. 17. Inclining, 20 Dined. 21 Inactivity. 22 Ocean. 23 Note in scale. 24 Street. 25 Eye. Answer to Previous Puzzle ™ 50Self 28 Pastry. 51 Secreted. 2? To appear. 5 2 Rodent. 31 Optical glass. 54 Begone! 32 To apportion 57 To compre . „ cards. nen d. 34 Public garden 59 she came tract. from _ ««?, C 3 ip '« •* 60 Failings ii'i 38 Writing fluid. H, lt v 40 Like. y ' 42 Aye. VERTICAL 43 Northeast, 2 To combine. 44 Haughtiness. 3 To relieve. 49 South America 4 Orb. 5 Signal system. 0 Form of "a." 7 Examination. 8 Sun god. 9 Corded clotli. 10 Part of eye. 11 Baseball teams. 13 Beast's homo. 15 "Bloody" Queen was her daughter. 16 Ceremonies. 18 Propelled by oars. 19 Dress. 24 Kili-hon chain. 20 Hoiif.v gathcrtT.;. 7.8 To be jaunly. 30 She was the first of . wives. 31 Alloy. 33 Fjilsfhoods. 34 Ear part. 35 Pnlc. 37 Sacred song. 39 Incorrect. 41 Scuffle. 44 Largest toad. 45 Sound of surprise. 46 Cotton machine 1 . 47 Paid publicity. 48 Devours, 00 Organ of hearing. 53 Definite art fete f>5 Go on (music) !>6 Toward. 57 Note in scale. 58 Bone. BV MARGARET BELL HOU1TON Chapter 38 HOPE TALKS Dear Dirk, the letter began in Rupert's swift, erratic hand. Life's a roundabout road, and we don't know where we're going, but whatever the end, there's many a short-cut. I thought I'd find one hunting in the woods around Big Moose, but the snow caught me on the way, and I forgot what I'd gone for, and stumbled into safety. That has its humorous .side. Now that I'm home I find I debate the thing. Couldn't innku up my mind which is worse, the drudgery of the road, or the mutiny of the short-cut. I decided to gamble on it. Tonight, my dear Dirk, when we played backgammon, I was Death and you were Life. Death won as you know. Only you didn't know—so don't let It worry you. Apologize to Graves. He had a lot of work for nothing. Miss Andrews, too. I never got the. other nurse's name, called her Hippy for some reason. Apologize to them all. I'll do my own apologizing to Hope. A good girl, Dirk. I've not left her badly off. But look out for her. And be sure you carry on — It was not signed, and Dirk noticed what Connolly had not observed, that the mark at the close was not a period, but merely a trace of the pen, as it had rested there, inadvertently, or had been about to begin another word, the upward stroke of a "t", perhaps. "Be sure you carry on the name," Rupert would have written. And Rupert would have signed his name. His own apologizing to Hope. Had he risen abruptly to apologize to Hope? Dirk returned the letter to Connolly and Connolly placed it again with his notes. Rupert was buried on Friday from the little Dutch chapel at Lowrie Wood. Hope was not jjres- ent. It was generally known that Rupert's wife had not recovered from the shock of his death. Isabel returned from the funeral with Dirk. They sat together beside the library-fire where he had so often sat with Hope. "How does one come to realize a thing like this?" she asked, and added, "Elinor doesn't know yet. She can't have ncard. I'll have a letter waiting for her in Delhi. She musn't hear it over there- from some one else, I mean." Dirk agreed, but she felt he had not been listening 1 . "Does Hope' know?" slip risked. "Not J'fit. Kile's just as she was that night. You see, she was ill . . . or had been. . . when this happened." "Poor Dirk!" softly from Isabel. "What a month you've had! Rupert ill, and then Hope. And now this." Presently she rose, leaned a little closer to him, smoothing his hair. "I must go, Dirk. No, don't come outside with me. I want you to go upstairs, and I want you to rest. You look. . . You don't look like yourself. Promise me you'll rest." It was not until the next evening that Dr. Graves permitted Hope to see and talk with Dirk. All day she had begged to see him. Both Graves and Miss Andrews knew that she wished to tell Dirk she was going away. "How long has it been?" she asked, after their first unhappy greeting. And as Dirk, sitting near her, did not answer, scarcely knowing what she meant, she added: "No one will tell mo anything. But I know that Rupert died. Ho died that night. How long ago was. . . that night?" "It was last Wednesday," Dirk told her. "Today is Saturday." "It seems years. Please tell mo about that night." He said, "Don't you remember at all?" "I remember. . . some things. They come back to mo. But other things ... If they happened at all, I can't remember them. Did they ask me questions? You must have sent for the police. Did they ask me questions?" "No. They physician would not permit you to be questioned. It was not found necessary, anyhow, ilnco the case was so plainly sui- ;ide." She was silent. "You sen." he added, ''Rupert eft a note." "A note? . . . .May T see it?" Dirk had the i-.ote with him. iiul gave it tu her. She read it hroiifili quickly. CJKVI; It back lo Dii-k. "So (hi.-; i.-'. \vlnit lif- wa.-: writing," he said. She \vni: quieter now. at,, s Dirk wanted her to bo. "You saw him writing', Hope?" "Yes 1 ." with a certain easel-ness. 'Sitting at his desk, writing." "And then lie came into your com." Dirk stated casually. She did not, answer. It was a statement mid .she let it pa.s.s. Dirk made it a question. "Was tt then he came into your •oom, Hope?' "Yes," after a pause. "Of eoui-sc t was. . . it was alter he had vntten. Why do you ask mi; hat?" "Because." said Dirk, "f know hat Ruperf, didn't kill himself.'' You think. . . You think I did t?" 'I know now I hat yon didn't." 'Well. then. . . You said a min- ile ago II, wan. . . " "I said it was plainly suicide. . . )lainly to those who read his note, vho saw the pistol beside his hand. But it was I who put the pistol vhere they found it. It lay too lose to where you had stood. Of ourse he might have dropped it o, but there was a doubt." 'Close to where I ... You did hat for me? . . . But if you did hat for me, why question me?" "No. I couldn't rest. . . with it 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 FOR UNUSUAL VALUES IN HOME FURNISHINGS TEXAS FURNITURE CO. GUY E. McTAGGART, Mgr. 210-12 N. Cuyler Phone 607 like this. You couldn't either. If you knew. It wasn't to question you that I in here. It WHS to tell you something that 3-011 need to know. "You see." as she listened white- 1y. "I spent today in the tower- room. I got up at daylight. I wanted to see It. . . examine it. before they stripped and it. us I know llic-y must. "I knew .several things. T knew (hat Rupert hadn't finished his note to me. . . Wait. I want you to listen without speaking. I want, you to reserve your .strength, lor UK. re's something you've got to know, and you've got to know it now . . . No one else realizes that Rupert's note was unfinished. No one knows that I heard two shots that night so close together thai they .sounded almost like one. "No one elso made much of the f-.ict that there wore no powder marks on Rupert's clothes. His note cleared everything. They didn't even look for the bullet that had l-.illed him. I looked for 11 and I found It, buried );i the paneling beside the kas. But it was not the bullet from the gun we found." She hail risen. She spoke, while- 1>. "I did it. Hi- tame in, niul I . . . '•No. Not mile.-*'; you are taller Hum Rupert Not, unless you stood on something." "Why not?" she cried. "And as for the pistol. . . " "Hope, clear, pull yourself together and answer me. After Rupert . . . after he was wounded . . . did lie cross the room? Did lie move at all?" "No, no. Ho fell. Ho fell right where he stood." "Thru," said Dirk, "the other person who wa.s in the room with you both. . . was wounded." He saw her hand tighten on her breast. "There was blood on the floor," he said. "I know!" a whisper. ''Where Rupert lay." "Not only there. Over by the paneling-, close to the wall, on the bare, dark floor. You could hardly see it. It .seemed to go under the paneling." "Under the ..." There was no sound, only her lips moving us she repeated the words. "There must be a door there," ho said. "You must show me." "What arc you going to do?" she whispered. "What are you going to do to him?" "Find him." said Dirk. "He may bo badly hurt. What else is there lo do but find him?" "Yes! Yes, I'll show you." She had been weak. Now she was strong. She went quickly to the door, turned back to say, "Have you u flash?" Dirk went to his room, found a f!nsh-ll"ht. and rejoined her In the hall. At the door of the tower- room she halted, closed her eyes, then with lilted head, went in. Dirk, switched on the light. The room had been .stripped. The rug was gone, the draperies. She caught her breath with what seined to Dirk relief, and crossing the room, opened the wall safe. Reaching within, she lifted its flooring, and pressed a spring. Dirk maltps a hurried visit ilownlown, tomorrow. Mrs. J. F. Schwind and son Francis have relumed from Breckenridge where they spent several days visiting friends. OUT OUR WAY By WILLIAMS ROOM I'M VERY BUSY, BUT THIS. YOUNG FELLER. WILL SHOW YOU AROUMDAND EXPLAIN THINGS MISTER. AH--UH-MEET MISTER-DM--AM -• IT WOULD TICKLE ME PINK, IF THEY WA-3 TWO BIG BUVERe IN DISGUISE, AH 1 THAT DUMB KID HE'S WI5WIN 1 ON THEM WOULD SELL, 'EM'A HALF MILLION! DOLLAR- CRANE V ORDER- V NOT A CMANCE - IM 1 HORATIO ALGEE'S PAY/MILLIONAIRES WAe. FEW AND FAR. BETWEEN-BUT NOW, IF THERE WA=> EVEN A FO.SSI&IUTV OF A NINE DOLLAR, PROFIT, THERE'S BE FIFTEEN MILLIONAIRES AFTER'EfA, PAY AND NIGHT-THE KIDAINTQOT ,4 CHAMCE IN TH' WORLD/ VJP1936 BY^NEA SERVICE. INC, T. M. REG. U. 5, PAT, Off.__ TME EMPTY (,-Z.O THIMBLE THEATRE Starring POPEYE Quick, Popeye, The Bicarb By E. C. SEEGAR \ MrVT BOT \ SOSPOS6 BETTER GO UN . ' EfXT SOME IT MIGHT CHEER ME ., r-.v t'.c'oW^vjT SORr'Y VCR OT WE HOT LET HE \JCKS ME THE THINK HIM FOR EXANPUE- HE M/NH URE \ YAM BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES Ycu're Wrong, Steve By MARTIN A O VOOQ. V\£AO DO VOO "\t\_\_ OFF OF "V\\C.r\ "WE. By BLOSSER Pandemonium FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS I GUESS WE D BETTER TAKE HIM TO THE (RUSH HIM PSYCHOPATHIC) OVER WARD FDP AN V |SJ ™ E EXAMINATION.') HURRY-UP WACOM.' YOU'LL HAVE TO WAIT UNTIL PR. PEET ~^ GATHERS HIMSELF TOGETHER ....HE'S JUST- HAD A TERRIBLE NERVOUS SHOCK ! WHAT DO YoU I WANT YOU, TO. EXAMINE ME AND TELL ME IF I'M OR IF I'M CRAZY-'-' CANT TELL YOU . THING, DEACON? I...I. SAW THE DARNED THING MYSELF* DOCTOR, I SAW AN ANIMAL THAT WAS ALMOST AS LARGE AS A PONY, FT HAD A BONY HEAD, WITH INVERTED HORNS'. 1 AND THERE AIN'T NO SUCH ANIMAL! THIKIK THE DEACON IS A blTTLE OFF HIS TROLLEY •2 HERE HE COMES MOW/ A Big Surprise By THOMPSON and COLE MYRA NORTH, SPECIAL NURSE WE WEEE RIGHT, THESE PLANS OF GALA- WAV'S, SHOW THE SECRET INNER. TOMB/ IT'S FOE ACTIOM GENTLEMEN/ SOMETHING HA5 HAPPENED/ MY PAUGHTER..' HAe> ANYONE SEEM HER: ALLY OOP All That Work For Nothing By Hamlin THANKS, PAL-1 HATE JWE OWE OUR LIVES TO TO THINK WHATD A ] VOU -WE ARE YOUR HAPPENED TUS IF 7 SLAVES-YOUR SLIGHTEST 3 YOU GUYS WAK1TA ISWt THERE )DO SUMPIN FOR SUMPIW WE \M6, EH?AWRIGHT- CAW DO FOR J'-USSEN YOU? WHIM \S OUR AH, MY FRIEMD-JP EVEN) WMG WUR, JTHAT WE /i : u7DEV!'t- | AT HE HAS LOST HIS CAMMOT A A MO u«w\ DIMOSAUR. CAMMOT OUT- /^E T OUT THROUGH ^TH' SWAMP5 THAT SURROUND US/ SHOW ME HOW OOOLA AM'l CAK1 GET OUTATHIS BLASTED SAWALLA LAWD, AW I'LL X SHO CALL EVERYTHING / YOU TH' WAY OUTA SAWALLA

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