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November 22, 1924

The Hutchinson News from Hutchinson, Kansas · Page 7

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SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 22, 1924 THE HUTCHINSON NEWS, PAGE SEVEN- laed hor, and Corrigan never broke | faith. Preanntly hs halted and listened llnlontly. There was a noise going on up there that pin/Jed him. As he started forward again, lie know, rather than saw, that someone was | coming toward him. Ho darted behind a tree, as tho dim outline of I a swart natlvo swung into view on : the path ten yards above hliu. | Corrigan could just, mnko out a conical hat and something the man carried over his right shoulder. He had heard In Ferak gruesomo sto- [ rlos of Borneo head-hunter*. "When you neo a native carrying a sword on his afcoulder—take no risks," ho had been warned. Corrigan took no risks. Me sprang on Hope-Matheson's henohmau like a tlgor, and knocked him Renseless with the magazine of his revolver. As he emerged Into the open land beyond the treee, a gust of smoke swept from a veritable furnace, choking him. Horror-stricken, he saw a circle of flro and In it, like a grim set-piece, the fast-consuming headquarters of Hope- Matheson. Above the sound of crackling I wood and the crashing of falling | timbers, he thought ha beard a man's voice, singing. Tho wild song, borne on the breeze that fanned the flames until the root or dried «ago-leave» .hurst IntJ a sea of leapl.g fire, grew louder and It nder, and, presently, the great form of the planter "urched Into view. Like a man In a dream, Corrigan watched him feeding tho flntres from n petrol enn,, the very surface of the mftal container flecked with tongues nf light. Corrisnn caught him by the arm and swung him round to fare him. The madman clutched at his cont. hut Corrigan got there first. He held a blue barrel under Hope- Matheson's nose. "Out with it, you hell-hound," he shouted, his head thrust forward. "What hnve you done with herV" The planter's glassy eyea surveyed him from head to toe. "D'you know who you're talking tot" ho demanded drunkenly, waving one arm like a pump-handle. "Because, It you don't. I'll toll you." Corrigan, beside himself, struct him several limes In the chest "Quick," he almost screamed. "Where Is she?" "She—OhI—Irene?" A cunning look came Into bis eyes. "You're a trifle' too late, old son," ho saia. "Behold! Her funeral pyre!" "My Clod!" cried Corrigan and plunged la through the doorway, under nn archway of fire. He beard tho maniac ahoutlng Incoherently after him, heard him empty bis rc- vovler Into tho inferno. Ho found a bedroom. It was unuccuplod, hut he dipped a towel Into a water Jug and knotted It behind his head. In a third apartment, whore the biasing roof showered glowing fragments, he found her, bound hand and foot. The terror faded from her eyes ns she recognl/.ed him, even before ho had torn the towol from his bead. He soaked It again and (listened It round her, [ben born her, like a doll, thrnnch Ibe tottering ruin into the outer air beneath the stars. The roof crashed In hehlnd him ami a furnace. In which no living thing could survive, roared to tho heavens. Corrigan, gulping for breath, carried her beyond tho zoue of the conflagration. He cut her bonds, drawing the rope gently from tho rnw wounds It had made at her. wrists and ankles. With tho moistened towel,«ho extinguished those portions of nor clothing in which the fire had taken hold. Presently he stood back from her, his hands on his hips. "I might have guessed you had that cat." ho said simply, for all tho world as If nothing unusual had happened. "She wasn't a fortuneteller, that Dusun girl; she wne a thought, reader! f bollove now that I loved you when I first set eyes on you, only circumstances hadmado me blind. She'gave you that little hone thing bile I wns in my cabin!" Irene Matheson nodded. As Bhe looked up at him, resting on both her hands, Corrigan thought he had never seen anyone so beautiful In all his life before. "She was a thought reader, Cor- rlsnn,' 'she wild. She had never heard his other name. Suddenly .'be s.-reanipd aloud anil pointed wildly Into v, ti,it was left, of tho home. Corrigan looked. He saw a small head on giant shoulders hang for a moment, twitching convulsively, grotesquely. In the very center of tho Inforno—then pi'eh forward Into the blane. • * » He held her In front of him on his sturdy pony, cantering toward the dawn. She looked up at him through misted eyea. With that firm arm supporting her, she felt ae though she could nover bo tired again. "Corrlgan's way," she murmured, echoing something be had once Bald. "You can 't beat It!" home fr,-:n Western K.insaa last week. Mr. and Mrs. Or*. Todd an) children attended churn at Arlington iTfit .Sunday and spent tha remainder of the day ft', thi Cor.' AM home ne;»r Arllng'r.n. | The> tllssong "ale just W«da«v w.ii well attended, j Mr. ar.d Mrs. Will Hurt* oi 'Wichita hnv<» spent several ijaya ! recently with home folks. Hcv, and y.ri. Johnson of Aoby i vllle spent. Monday ai the A. O, j Everett homo. J A good number from PartrMg» ' are attending the meetings thai j aro being held at Castleton. I Business Men Are I For the East Yards (In Our Next Issue: LOW BAND.") "THE VBL- PARTRIDCE Mrs. Clark White went to Illinois last Tuesday. Mable, T,oyd and Hoy Dlggs were visiting in Lyons Sunday. There are several enses of acRr- Ict fever reported in Partridge. Mr. and MTB . Will Dlggs arrived Apparently everyone snen. !n the business section of town. Is for th i plan to Interest r.he S.'.tita Fn cc-n.- pany In the construction of the en-r yards. Papers being circulated • i set expressions of the people ar-i being signed and' It seetr.s ever:. • one is satlsHed to let the track <,>.-. vatlon hang over for a whlU h"- fore going ahead, and make qn effort to get yards built that will ink* much of the crossing trouble away. Head the Classified Advertise monts In the N 'ew *.Hera!d. toy EDMUND SNELL BEGIN HERE TODAY tha mtlo There In the in tho lie Is <le«- theu Hope•e, drunk and '•break Corrigan, proprietor of tita Brent Prann-1'uteh estate, is bound for Borneo In the llttto L'utcb consllitff aumner itaufoii. Another pusseiiner OA the boat Is Mrs. Irene Matheson. OorrlRilh's jrreat fist tells the brutal first matp, who lina been abusing a native wuinaii nboard.ilifp. JIl.<i nullum »ii la applauded by Mrs. Matheson. -Corrigan and Irene Mutheean KO a-stioru nt Irftbuun. uud Corrigan Leurna that her luwband Is I lope-Matheson, a nrt.n of UI-re |)Uti» throughout JJorneo. In tile Heat Houae at I.abtmn, Cirri gan shows Mrs. Mnthtwon tl) lniajie of a cat. carved in bone is only one other cnt tike ft \y\ Id, he says, and that Is possession of tha womnn tim-d to marry. .lust Mat'ie.sun enters the pliu iibuslve, and tlirt 'UU -u.i every bone" in CorrlKan's body. Hope Miitte.-seii takes hi* wife nw.iy «nd C'orrUiih remains behind to wult for tho next boat. NOW UO UN WITH THE STORY Vho red sun was dropping over the horizon as tho white ntotorboat •with striped awuing swept through palm-girt Islets toward the harbor. • Jessellon." said ltalkes, tho owner of the boat, throwing aside an Overseas Edlllon that wan hopelessly out of date. "Ah!" Bald Corrigan. ."Clucas 1 shall start back tomorrow." "As soon as that?" "Must. Duty calls! Not like J"ju sahibs, you know, that can wander the world's surfaco at will. Cot to koop our na«es to the grind- atone!" "Does anyone work in Jjabuan," Inquired Corrigan innocently. Thoy crept In under the long white jetty and, leaving Halites' men to shift for themselves, made their way toward the club house on the hllk Corrigan sat by the veranda rail, staring Into the night which throbbed with Insect life. The chair opposite hlin waa temporarily vacant; Ilalkes was bendlug ever a table, yarning with a trio of old acquaintances. Sounds of riotous laughter camu from the billiard room, the bar emitted one continuous stream of tobacco smoke, a bahel of voices, the merry clinking of glasses; n cracked piano thumped doubtful music from an adja cent bungalow. Corrigan caught snatches of conversation, tho tag- ends of club stories, fragments of time-worn choruses. Suddenly ho sat up, listening keenly. "It's a damn ehame," someone was saying- "Wonder she wont hack to him." "Boasts ho made her come. No end of a strong will. Been llvln' away in Singapore for nges." "Drinking himself to death," put In a third voice. "Camu into my office from the last boat; wore his males, you know. Ho was pretty blotto ut eleven in the morning. Told mo soma rambling story of his wife and another filler at Labium, 1 think it waa. Swore he was going to mako her pay for It." Someone whistled softly. "He'll kill her. I know Hope- Matheson. I've had the ploasure of working for him. He's a hell of a brutu when he's roused—and there's not a man living dure tackle him. I BUW him lay out a big cootlo with the flat of his hand.' A group of men moved away from the window by Corrlgan's elbow, Btlll talking. Bead a of perspiration stood out on Corrlgan's forehead. Ho bent his arms till the great muscles threatened to buret his tunic. Suddenly, ns he sat thore, something eamo from the outer darkness and fell on to tho lablo. He picked It up gingerly and turned it over and over between his fingers. 1$ was a crumpled blue envelope with a hard substance hlch felt like a pebble, wedged Into one corner. He smoothed it out and t He tore open tho envelope and drow out a single sheet of foreign note-paper. "For God's anke, come to me," hS read. "Be prepared for anything.—Irene." There rolled on to the wooden surfaco before bis startled eyes— the Imago of a Chineso cat—the exact replica of tho one that still rested In tho bottom of his pocket. « • • Corrlgan's guide had disappeared. He fastened his pony to a post and saw, through tho vast forest of mature rubber trees, the bright lights of a house. Close on twenty-four hours had elapsed since he had received that tragic S. O. S. He prayed to heaven he had not come too late. He smiled grimly as he rode up the steol path, glancing ever to right and to left, with the wariness of a man who is nccustomed to walk in strange ARTISTIC LIGHTING EFFECTS Effective Electric Llshtlna Is an Important factor In the modern home. Ita cozy comfort may bs decidedly decorative and artistic Al _ , ,„ . Let ua wire your noma and help select the fixtures that will aive you tha moat efficient system. Estimates of the cost will be given without charge. W ELECTRIC CO FOUR NORTH MAIN UK HI'ILll II..it AS THEY CAN TEKKU TOWARD THK DAWN. places alonu. Corrigan had no no room In his mind for conso quouces. Cost what it might, he had corno to steal the wife of tho man nono other dared tackle. "From the end of the earth," he had prom Starting Monday Morning November Sale of Rugs Fine Rugs 20% Off Entire Stock of Rugs Small Rugs Attractive Rugs for every room of the homo. Ardsley Axminster $35.0O-9xl2 i 128.00 Luzerne Velvet $40.00—9x12 *32.00 $37.00—8-3x10-6 $29.60 Tapestry Brussels $31.00—9x12 $24.80 'All Grades of Rugs are included in the-Sale at the Special Discount prices. "" Late reports from manufacturers indicate a small advance in tht pric« of RitRs—the beginning of the next season will find all Rugs idling at slightly higher ptices. If you are considering the purchase of new Rugs for your home, thU will be an especially opportune time to buy—it will mean a substantial saving over new prices and an additional 20 c /o saving on present pricet. vVaehable Ruga—u««d In bad room* and bath room*. Varlotr <rf color*. Heavy Velvet Cotton Chenille $61.00—9x12 , 140.80 Rag Rugs $4.75—24x48.......,.,-... $3.80 $7.25—30x60..." $5.80 Royal Trewan $3.60—24x48...^.,,.:..;.^ *2-88 $5.65—30x60., >; . W ,., K ...... $452 $2.15—24x48. .,„.,„«.... $1.72 $3.25—30x60. . UM> «,w, ra $2.60 Braided Oval Rugs 12.35—18x38......r«>,«,r,,«. $1-88 $4.15—24x48..... .-.«,,„. $3-32 $6.70—30x60...,.,„.,»,,•»•, $546 Ka Shan Wilton Beauvais Heauvais Is Wool Axminster suit- • able for any room, $ 4.75—Size 27x54 Ruga $ 3.80 $ 8.25—Size 36x70 Rug* $ 6.60 $48.50-£ixe 8-3x10-6 .. $38.80 $52.50—Size 9x12 Rugs. $42.00 Royal Ka Shan is a fi frame Worsted Wilton Rug—most deslrnblo for dining rooms and living rooms. In Oriental patterns. $ 14.25—Size 27x54 Rugi.. $ 11.40 $ 2250—Size 36x36 Rug»...$ 18.00 $ 83.50—Size 6x9 Rugs $ 66.80 $125.00—Size 8-3x10-6 Rugs.$100.00 $135—Size 9x12 Rugs $108.00 The Royal Trewan la a 6-frnme Worsted wool Rug—suited to dining rooms and living rooms, lu Oriental pattorns. $10.75—Size 27x54 Rugs.... .$ 8.60 $16.75—Size 36x36 Rug* $13.40 $63.50—Size 6x9 Rugs $50.80 $86.50—Size 8-3x10-6 Rugs.. .$69.20 $92.00—Size 9x12 Rugs $73.60 Fervak Royal Pamiria Worsted Wilton $125.00 Size 9x12 Rugs $100.00 See Our Window Display of Rugs Our windows will show a representative number of Rugs from our stock. You will have this opportunity in advance to see the attractive patterns and note the values being offered. Price tickets showing the former and Sale price will mark each rug, allowing comparisons to be made easily. rarvak 1» Wool AxmlnBter--au!V able tor any room. $ 4.25— Size 27x54 Rugs $ 3.40' $ 7.00— Size 36x70 Rugs $ 5.60 $40.75— Size 8-3x10-6.. $32.60 $44.25— Size 9x12 Rug*. $35.40 RED PIMPLES ON FACE Ai BACK Bothered For About a Year. Itched Badly. Cuticura Heals. 1 My face and back broke out with little, red pimplea thai bothered me for about a year. My face waa very aore and my back itched ao badly that I acratched it, causing It to bleed. The pimplea bothered mi ao thai I only got about half my night's sleep. " | began using Cuticura Soap and Ointment and tbey helped me. I continued the treatment and In a abort time I waa completely healed." (Signed) Mrs. Floyd A. Davia, ferry, Ohio, Jan. 15, 1924. Cuticura Soap.Olntment and Tal- Lcum promote and maintain skin purity.bkln comfort and akin health. The Soap to cleanse, the Ointment to heal and the Talcum to powder asses 1 HELP WANTED Unexpected company in the house—a party in prospect — feeling not quite up to standard? And a week's washing staring you in the face—! Phone 2255 HUTCHINSON FAMILY WASH LAUNDRY A. H. Tuttls, Prop.

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