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KfGEBUSINESS JU MOWRY ■ Government Democratic rally here last ■ ht that "the government cannot it’ lending-upending proRj definitely and that "the Eathetie co-operation between Eernment and business- ■ nne of the objective* of the, Rdinv program was to stimuK iuduetnai revival by inc.ena- ■ c the purchasing power of the Van Nuys explained. K-Adequate purchasing power is ■ „ rt . r equi»ite to prosperity. It ac-, Rnphshed that power in the past immense appropriations of K e last congress to PWA will Kkewi-’c be reflected in a business Kuril. But such consequences are Err or less temporary. The same Ksults wiil flow permanently and Ethout obligation upon the part the government when private Kpital funds are increasingly emEoyed in productive enterprises. •The urgent need of the hour is ! more systematic cooperation berecn government and business, a e tter understanding between emjoytrand employe, a fuller recogition of the common interests of ipiul and labor and -a consequent erival of free enterprise and our M.r established free competitive yeteni." 1 JAPS. CHINESE (CONTINUED FROM PAGE ONE) | rst that there were 50 transports i the bay and that 30.000 men had utded Then the figures were lined to 70 transports and 50.000 ten. and the landing continued. Massed Japanese planes coincientiy made a devastating bom- • irdment in the Swatow area, 150, niles up the coast. It was expected that the first 1

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DON’T DRAG IT OUT * The Krick-Tyndall fund is | only about $5,500 abort. The j | balance should bo raised easily i1 before Saturday night. It will I ; | be if every one does his part i as a progressive citizen. Let’s | 1 put it over the top with a bang! i* |» - ♦ ! strategic problem of the Japanese would be to cut the Canton-Kow-loon railroad which runs 110 miles from British Hong Kong to Canton. and thus cut off one of the most important Chinese sources of war materials from abroad. The Japanese navy commander in chief in the southern zone said that the purpose of the new invasion was to "disillusion the Chinese people." He warned that though they would not molest nonresisters among the Chinese, no mercy would be showu to those who challenge the Japanese. i "Our operation will continue until our purpose is carried out," he aded. It was indicated that this purpose must be to attack Canton, with its 1,000,000 defending troops of the Kwangtun and other provincial armies, in an effort to conquer the south. Knowing the expense of a Canton drive, the Japanese had sought for many months to impress the independent ■ minded Cantonese with the "hopelessness" of the Chinese government cause, and effect a separate understanding which would have left The south effectively neutral. On the Hankow front, the Japanese put back from week to week the date when they would 1 occupy Hankow, the provisional i Chinese capital. Each new advance met fresh j Chinese resistance. It was expected that the Japanese would now intensify their advance toward the Hankow-Canton railroad, endeavoring to cut communication between Hankow and i Canton while the new attacking, force in the south tried to cut off j Canton from Hong Kong. REVEALS GAIN (CONTINUED FROM PAGE ONE) prospects are for a continued rise. ; Employment started its upswing ; shortly after midyear and by 1 tngnst. the unemployed had been ' Imt to 10,590.000. Septemlter figures have not yet been comi piled but they are expected to i show a relatively sharp gain. . There is a strong possibility, experts say. that unemployment by i the close of this year may be cut i to the 9,291.009 level which prevailed in the closing month of 1935. In September. 1937, how- : -ver, only 5,651,000 persons were 1 jobless, the best showing since I 1932. The federal reserve board this 1 week reported that its seasonally ■ adjusted index of production in I September reached about 90 per cettt of the 1923-25 norm of 100, the best level since the 102 was leacneu i„ October la"’ year. The post-depression high of 121 was set in December, 1936. while | the recession low of 76 was recorded last May. In September last year the index was 111. Steel production this week was scheduled at 51.4 per cent of capacity, ihe best level since October 25 last year and a recovery of 32.2 points from the recession I low of 19.2 per cent reached in ! the final 1936 week. Steel men | Ivelieve that the rate may top the 160 per cent mark in the final ' quarter. One of the brightest spots of ' the current recovery * the build- ! fng trade Building ran well be-1 low (he corresponding period of 1937 in the first half this year and then went into a sharp upturn, partly in reflection of government stimuli. Building authorities believe th if activity this year may i surpass 1937 and reach the best j general level since 1930 with I residential building reaching the ! ;>est volume since 1929. Engineering News Record rei cently reported that heavy engii neertiig awards iu September had -cached the highest total for that. ' mouth *lllO6 1929. "Me the 9 1 months total was 6.3 per cent ahead of 1937 and at the best point since 1930. The upward movement is expected to catry well into 1939. Car loadings, an accurate ’thermometer” of business activity, ■ have been on the upgrade since mid-year. Retail trade has been improving steadily in recent months and now- is around the 1937 levels, although a 25 per cent lag occurred I in the f'rst quarter of the year | Automobile production is on -he upswing, with manufacturers I looking for a 25 to 50 per cent exI pansion over last season. i Textile, machine tool and cbetnI teal badness - ell regarded as I business l^rotneters— have shown a steadily ririug trecd 10 ,he past tew months. Alfred F. Sloan, Jr., chairman of the board of General Motors,, interpreted recent actnily | the motor field as iudteative of "a long pull upward' for American bue’ness. Addressing a group of dealers and distributors iu Detroit. Sloat) aald: -1 am encouraged about bus!-

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CHAPTER XX! Stan started back to hie seat, but people were crowding an. shoving in the aisles, and progress was alow. The dogs were already in the starting boxes. Then all the lights in the grandstand went out, and Stan stood still where he was, listening a trifle awed to the roar of the crowd. The electric rabbit flashed out of the pit and started around the track at ternfie speed—a spectral streak of machine-operated bunny which the pursuing dogs could never catch. All around Stan was bedlam—excited shrieks—curses as the favorite fell behind—and shouted exfor some speeding dog to bring home shoes for baby. Then the lights were up again, and No. 3 had lit up on the board as winner. Star, saw it, and dimly realized that It was the number of Russet Streak and that he had won eight dollars. He made no move toward the cage to cash in. but stood inertly in the aisle not even hearing the revilements of those trying to pass him. Face by face he was scrutinizing the people in his vincinity—trying to find the owner of the voice. His search was fruitless, yet he knew he was not suffering from an hallucination. At the pitch of the yelling, when the race had nearly reached its climax, someone near him had shouted: “For heaven's sake. Rice, stand in the inclosure!” The voice was not overly loud, but it had penetrated through the din, ■nd it was cracked and shaken with fear, made outstanding by its own quality of sheer stark terror. Somewhere in that milling mob a weaking was facing death—and knew it It might strike at any moment, and Stan blanched at the thought ts the panic which might follow. He shoved a surprised man to one side, and dashed by him without apology. Eight rows up he had caught a glimpse of a familiar face —Patterson, of the Homicide Squad. He was beside him an instant later. “Who's in charge of the detail at this track?” Patterson felt the urgency. "Sergeant White, sir.” "Find him!” Stan snapped. “Have him post twenty men in the inclosure at the bottom of the grandstand. Right away. Tell them to keep their eyes peeled and their guns loose.” “Turner’s here with me to guard you. Mr. Rice. Do you need him?” “We may need everybody. Have Turner phone headquarters to send ten radio cars here at double time—but no sirens, mind you! And get Captain Leßoy to have every mem bcr of the department stand-by—” The loudspeakers were blaring another march. Shoving and pushing through the crowd, Stan finally reached the bottom of th* grandstand. The inclosure was jammed —a writhing mass of humanity stretching from the grandstand down to the railing bordering the track—laughing—joking—pressing forward to watch the dogs parade. Stan stood for a moment at the edge of the grandstand, where he knew he could be seen. Then he vaulted lightly down into the crowd and frantically began to wriggle his way toward the railing at the edge of the track. He knew before he had gone ten feet that it was almost a hopeless The white flood lights guttered blindly from the red uniforms of -he grooms. Stan pushed on. Then the dogs were in the starting box, and he felt rather than saw the blackness behind him when the grandstand lights snapped off. He could go no further. The

REBELS BATTLE BRITISH TROOPS One Soldier Slain In Battle With Arabs Near Bethlehem Jerusalem. Oct. 12 — (U.R) — (Delayed by censor) — Sandbag barricades were erected in the sacred city of Bethlehem today and heavy fighting was in progress between British troops and Arabs. The aii force sent out planes to aid troops in a clash with (U-abs on the Hebron road south of Bethlehem s' dunk yesterday. Heavy casualties were reported but their number could not be estimated today because after darkness fell the Arabs removed many of their dead and wounded. Ju another clash between a military patrol aud an arinod Arab band near Be’blebem. one soldier was killed and one wounded. The Arabs fled with an tiucstimated number of dead and ness on the long pull. J believe | tor ourselves, business in 1939 will be better than this year and in some cases better than in 1937.” Sloan raid he customarily de(lined to predict business conditions for uiore than a year in ad vaucc. but that present activity encouraged him to make a favorable long-range forecast. He said there would lie ‘'definite improvement" throughout the 1 nation next year. "Tlie attitude of the country is changing." be . said. "If the fall efectivuu reflect this change, you can expect an itnportlful effect. I hers will be a more uyiuputhelie attitude toward business.”

crowd had pressed to the rail feeding an impassable mass. Then all around him the roar broke out again —the rabbit was out of the pit—the dogs were loose. Fists and programs were waved in the air—men and women were jumping up and down like children He tore a woman out of his way, ripping her dress half off. A man snarled angrily at him and received an elbow in the stomaeh. Fran his left, close to the track, had come the wild scream of a frightened woman —as different from the screams of excitement as a friendly oath from the mouthed obscenity. The crowd milled wildly about him—eyes growing wide and questioning. He nearly cned with relief at the sight of two of Sergeant White’s plain clothes men who appeared in front of him to dear the Suddenly he was through—standing in the ever widening circlestaring with chilled blue eyes at a slim girl in a white dress who had fainted close to the track. Hanging over her across the rail—turning her white dress red as the coat of a groom with dripping blood, was ths body of Ben Eckhardt with the hilt of another broad anlace sticking out from between his drooping shoulders. see “Everybody in Miami was at the dog track last night,” Leßoy declared disgustedly. "By that you mean everybody who might be interested in seeing Eckhardt on a slab.” Stan walked to the window of Leßoy’s office and looked out. Across the street the Dade County Court House loomed gray through the drizzling rain whipped up Flagler Street by a stiff southwest wind, winter’s farewell gesture to the southland. The office was gloomy and depressing, relieved only by the pool of light from LeRoy’s desk lamp. Stan let his gaze wander up the twenty-six stories of the Court House and rest on the jail windows above the eighteenth floor. If the murderer of Fowler and Eckhardt was lodged in there Miles Standish Rice could go fishing without worry. Even a killer with nerve enough to knife a man at a crowded race track would find escape difficult from a jail built twenty-six stories in the air. He turned back impatiently to the office and sat down. The Captain was making check marks against a list of names. “This crowd follows each other around like a bunch of sheep,” he told Stan, jabbing at the paper with his pencil. “Let anything happen and they’re all present and accounted for.” “Why not, Vince? Everyone at Dawson’s knew I was going to the track. Curiosity would take them there if nothing else—” “Curiosity and murder.” Leßoy shoved the list away and pushed a button on his desk. “Has Dave Button come?” he asked the officer who answered his ring. “He’s outside with the LaFrance woman.” The Captain shot a glance at Stan. “One at a time,” Stan suggested. “We’ll get them together later—l hope.” “Send him in when I ring.” The officer *went out, door behinci nim. Leßoy bpeneu the right hand bottom drawer of his desk and took out a crowded folder. He placed it on the desk under the lamp, but left it unopened. He leaned back in his swivel chair and half closed his eyes. There was something elusive, almost subtle

wounded. The outbreaks were increasing despite a heavy influx of British reinforcements from Egypt. Malta and the British Isles. Eight Arabs wore killed yesterday in a battle in the Mttblas area. Native police were hunting terrorists who threw four bombs from the city hall of Jerusalem yesterday at a convoy of cars escorting the British district commissioner. Two of the bombs exploded lait caused little damage. The scene wti' tear the Rockefeller archaeological museum. At Nazareth, the assistant manager of the Barclays Bank was shot. Troops had zet up field beadquarters at Bethlehem and trucks and armored cars were deployed about the courtyard of the church of the Nativity, revered by pilgrims from al! nations and site of priority religious disputes among Greek, Latiu and Armenian Christians for 1,000 years. Rebels were still in control of Bethlehem. Tbu government bad been forced to abandon its police post, post office aud courts of law-. The rebels had established their own courta in nearby fields, among the olive trees and sheep herds. The troops had barricaded the site of Rachael's tomb, commanding the entrance to the town. The residents remained cahn. Aged priests could be seen! loitering iu the streets, discussing the turn of events with old Arair leaders who complained that they had lost tUeii Influence over voting nationalist zealots, whom they blamed for the trouble. The outbreaks, which have continued sporadically for five years, were of a racial and political nature- <• revolt by Arabs against Jewish immigration and an iuaistence that Jews be kepi subdued as a minority in the laud cf then- forefathers AU ternw tor peace offered by Arab lead-

about his manner which made Stan ill at ease. “I'm at a loss whether or not to question these people in your pretence,” be said after a while. Stan remained silent, hands thrust tn eoat pockets, staring at th* gloomy square of window. The Captain always came to the point if not interrupted. “You’re carrying around too much information for your own safety,* the Captain continued, a hint of savagery creeping out to reveal his thoughts. “Your life's in danger, Stan. Are you going on playing a lone hand against us—or are you going to tell me what you were doing on that roof?” Stan knew that his friend was very much concerned when he made such a direct request for information He drew his brows together in a troubled frown, and rumpled his yellow hair. “You'll laugh at me, Vince We’re working at odds on this case—” “I’m through laughing. We have to get this devil who’s making a shambles of Miami. Let’s say I'm ready to listen and play your way. Have you heard the Cuban's story?” Stan shook bis head. "I think I know it—but let’s have it." "Here it is." Leßoy pulled the folder toward him and took out a sheet. “He let you into the Sunset and you questioned him about Munroe’s typewriter. He told you we had taken it—that’s true at any rate—we have it here. You went upstairs and said you didn't want to be disturbed. Your arrival had disturbed him from a nap—” “I think that's the truth, too. Go on." “And he laid down on the couch in Munroe’s office and dozed. He woke up thinking he heard footsteps going up the stairs, went to the foot and called to you, but received no answer. He went upstairs, calling your name. There were two tables piled up under the trapdoor leading into the attic. He decided he must be mistaken about the footsteps. Thinking you would want fee water—he went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator door and bango—he got a crack on the head from person or persons unknown. So much for Juan Andres.” “Or not so much.” Stan cla«ped both hands around one knee. "He’s served ninety days on Welfare Island, Vince, — bootlegging, he says. My own opinion is that the Spanish Inquisition couldn’t make him tell anything he didn't want to. Now I’ll tell you why I was shot at” “That Spanish Inquisition stuff goes for you too,” Leßoy grumbled. “You have two anlaces in your collection now—" “Two what?” "Aniaces. They were a popular broad dagger about the reign of Edward 1V.—1470 a.d. Only I don’t think they were weighted like the ones you have on hand. Have you tried to trace them?” “We've sent a description and a picture to every circus, theatrical supply house, and eutlery company in the country. I hope two is ail we'll ever see.” “If they’re part of a knife thrower’s act they come twelve to a set.” “And you’re doing your best to collect a third one. What did you find on the roof?” “A loose tile—with a screw hole undcJw, Vince, and marks on the top of the end porch screen which showed that hinges had been removed and the holes filled with green putty. Do you get it?”

ers have demanded that Jewish immigration stop. The DamascusPalestine committee for defense I warned Chaim Weizmann, president of the Zionist federation, by telegram yesterday that his fight tor Jewish rites was "causing mti-Jewish feeling in Arab neighboring countries where British bayonets cannot protect Jews." j Weizmann replied today to the committee that "Arab persecutious of Jews will only accentuate Zionism." He said that “the pres-' etrt attitude of Arabs toward Jews indicates the fate of Jews as a minority" tntdvr the proposed I Arab settlement plan, although I ac reiterated that Jews were willing to live iwaceably with Arabs if their rights were recognized o— — PrcttHuer To Russian Throne Dies In Paris Paris. Oct. 12 — (UP)— Grand Duke Cyril, pretender to tie vanished tbronc of the Czars of Russia, died today. The grand duke bud long suffered Irom hardening of the arteries and a fatal infection of the right leg set in. He wan 62, a grandson ol Emperor Alexander 111 aud a cousin of Czar Nicholas IL the last of the Czars, slain by Bolsheviks in 1917. Ln 1917 lie proclaimed himaelt successor to the throne and watt recognized by the surviving royalists as "••mperor of all Russia”. — o Film Actress Robbed Os SI,OOO In Jewels Judith Allen, film actress wife ofJack Doyle, Irish crooncr-puglist, was robbed of SI,OOO in jewelry, when burglars entered her home laiit night, her mother. Mrs. J. D. Elliott, reported to the police today.

FARMERS FIGHT LAND PROJECT Greene County Fanners Protest Government Land Project Ciuciunati, Ind., Oct. 12.—<UR>—| Hill folk of eastern Greene county were banding today to fight proposed government aequistion of 136,000 acres of their territory in a new federal land utilisation pro-. ject. Authorization of tlie project,! called the White River forest and pasture project, was announced yesterday. It is designed to “as-; sist farmers of the area iu achiev-, big a stable agricultural economy" | by removing unproductive farms from agricultural use. More than 500 farmers gathered here last night aud formed the “Eastern Greene County Home Protection League.” They voted to go on a landowners’ strike by refusing to sell their property to the government, which has authorized slightly more than $1,000,000 for the acquisition. A committee to seek legal advice in fighting the new plan was named, with Robert Yoho of Solsberry as chairman. Further meetings of protests were planned. Last night's was the third gathering since word of the project reached the district. Spokesmen pointed out that farmers now are making a living despite tfle depression and that it would he better for them to retain their homes than “to make them the victims of loan sharks and real estate operators." Land to be acquired will be used for pasture, forestry and wild-life and operators remaining in the area will have the right to use pasture lands to buid up farms of a type atyi size calculated to yield CHAPTER XXII "You're sticking to the idea that the man k crawling on the porch threw that knife into Fowler.” “I'm positive that he could have, now. Let’s see what was necessary to pull off the job—” Leßoy drew himself close to the desk anti reached for pad and pencil. “I’ll list it for reference.” “First—he had to know Fowler would be at the Club on Saturday night. The preparations to kill Fowler took time.” "They might have worked equally well any night Fowler was there.” “That’s true,” Stan agreed. “But qeestion it. It may bring out other facts. Second—he had to get Fowler into the poker room, and be assured that he was going to stay there a reasonable length of time." “We don’t know how that was done.” “No. Not without guessing. But we do know Caprilii’s poker party was called off so the room could be used. Third—the screen at the end of the porch, and the screen in the window at the end of the ball had to be opened long enough for the knife Co be thrown. Here’s what I found: apparently the porch screen is screwed into place on the inside. That’s not true. The screws which origina?ly*’neia it in plac-. tiYi'sun in their holes—but they have been sawed off short, and don’t penetrate into the wood of the porch. Actually the screen is how fastened with two large screws on the outside.” “Good grief!” Leßoy said fretfully, “you’re building up something that would take hours of work. Do you know you’re implicating Munroe and his servant?" “They’re already implicated. We have no proof that they knew anything about what was done to those screens. Juan doesn't get to the club before ten in the morning. There is s long stretch of daylight between six in the morning and ten—" “And what was done to the screens?” “The one on the porch was rounterweisrhted,” Stan announced solemnly. “It was hinged at the top on the outside so it would swing out. Then a strong fishline was attached to its bottom edge with a screw-eye, and run up over the roof through a pulley and down on the other side of the house. Weights were put on the other end of the line to balance the screen. When it was pushed out—it stayed there until it was pulled closed. The hinges, pulleys, and so forth were removed with a ladder from the outside between the time Fowler was killed and the time you arrived tn thc>*niorning." The Captain looked thoughtfully at the pad containing hijs notes. “How did he get the screen open in the hali window? If he-walked down the hall by the door of the poker room it would have been a cinch to throw his knife from there.” “That puzzled me, too. But it’s simple, Vince. A line from the bottom of the hall screen was attached to the line running over the roof. When Ute porch screen was pushed open and the counterweight went down, it pulled the hall screen open with it. That’s why I don’t think Toby was mixed up in this mess." “I see. Toby is always in and out of the card room. This bird was taking no chance of meeting him in the hall.” “No chance of meeting anybody in the hall. The man ws want is fiendishly elever, Vince—and lord what brass. On the porch—crawl past the window—push open the screens—throw the knife—pull the screen shut, the hall one drops back into place itself, —and back to his quiet bridge game. It’a driving me nuta to have it in the bag up to that joint—and then prove conclusively that I’tn wrouj?.** “Wrong?” Leßoy passed Us hand '

a better livelihood AdvocaTes of the lardowners’ , strike proposed that all rehute to ' sell the land to the government ! unless guaranteed a fair purchase price and assurance that development of facilities in that area be ! continued for the benefit of those ; remaining. They charged that land owners I in Maiffin county, where a similar 1 erized” by the low purchase prices ' project Is tinder way, were “paupfor their land and were thrust from the district without a means of i livelihood. The Martin county project embraces 52.000 acres. For the cur- | rent fiscal year the program calls . for an expenditure of $125,000 to j purchase from 10,000 to 20,000 acres. SEEK KILLER OF (CONTINUED FROM PAGE ONE) * might have been dealt while ahe was on her knees and had her head bent in prayer. They said she had been criminally assaulted. Her body had been carried to the lot in an automobile, tire tracks of which were visible in the alley. She evidently had been lured into the car fr<*n the road to church and Police ’Chief William J. Keresy said he was proceeding on the theory that the killer was someone the girl knew and trusted, otherwise she would not have acepted a ride. He did not believe she was forced into the car. Her right hand clutched several strands of the killers’ hair, brown and about tour inches long. Beneath her finger nails were bits of skin that she had scratched from hint. The vacant lot was accessible only by an 800 foot alley seldom used except by delivery truck drivers. Alexander Branzer, tenant in a nearby apartment house, found the body while exercising his dog in the lot. I Miss Coyle was graduated last wearily over his face. “For the first t time I'm beginning to think you’re i right—then you bring that up. Where are you wrong?” ; “Yesterday you were whistling Z 'Hearts and Flowers’ at me. You mentioned where I was wrong then 9 —it's impossible to see a man in the . poker room with the hall and the room dark. When ‘hat knife was r thrown—the man who threw it r knew exactly where it was going.” “You said yourself Fowler’s position in the room was deliberately / arranged. Maybe he threw the knife ” into the dark room and chanced a t hit” r “You know better than that, r Vince. If it had happened just once i I might even jump at a crazy noi tion like that—but you’re forgetting last night. Show me how this guy i picked out Ben Eckhardt in a mob of fifteen thousand and threw a t knife in the dark—with flood lights f shining in his eyes—and I'll have s the answer how he put a knife in 1 Fowler’e heart when he couldn’t see s Fowler sitting in a pitch black > room!” s• • • Dave Button stood easily, looking ! at Captain Leßoy without apparent . interest Between the door and the i front of Leßoy’s desk, his deep eyes i had absorbed the details cf the xfe i flee and the presence of Miles Stand- > ish Rice. The green shade on the , desk lamp imparted an illusion of > jade to his yellowish features, making them seem unnaturally fixed . and immobile. : He offered no greeting to the Cap- , tain or Stan, nor was there a hint . of inquiry in his silence. When he ceased walking he relaxed into his ( neat black suit as though he seated . himself while still on his feet. , Searching for any trace of perturi bation, Stan was disappointed. Buti ton’s yellow tapered fingers touched i the seants of his carefully pressed trousers, hanging loosely without , tremor. “Make yourself comfortable,” LeRoy said without looking up from the desk. ‘‘Smoke if you like.” Button sat down, moving slightly away from the glare of the desk lamp. He lit • fat Egyptian cigarette and held it flacddly in the corner of his mouth, squinting one eye against the curling smoke. “You were at the dog track last night,” Leßoy stated, his gaze still on the desk. “I go to all the races—horse and dog.” “A pleasant life. It must take a lot of money.” ‘‘Some people live by it.” “Two have died by it.” Leßoy e mouth twitched. “They were professional gamblers, too. weren’t they?" “Were they?” Button took the cigarette from hie mouth, flicked ashes in the Captain’s tray, and replaced his smoke in its drooping position. "Since I’m not a professional gambler your inclusion is unwarranted. A professional gambler makes a living from gambling. I like to gamble, but I make my living from my books.” “How interesting,” Leßoy murmured, half ironically. “I don't think I’ve read your books.” He pushed the lamp to one ride, moved his chair out from the desk and crossed hie legs. "Are they myatery stories?” “They’re mysteries to some people. You wouldn’t have read them unless you’re deeply interested in bridge. Besides, I don't write under my own name.” He took a small paper-bound volume from his ride pocket, and tossed it on Leßoy’s desk. Stan leaned over and read the : title: “Defensive Hands” by Small 1 Slam. The front cover mentioned 1 several other books by the same author. "I’ve read a ccuple of those,” Stan 1

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spring from fit. GraMel’a high school aud the Mother Superior there, Bister Annette, said she had been deeply deligioua, "tuner looked at a boy.”’ Her i lasemates had known that she wanted to be a nun aud aaid she had failed to enter a convent probably because she believed she was needed at her 1 fatherless home. Miss Coyle had attended church regularly on .Monday nights during a Novena of the miraculous medal, and when she had not. returned home at midnight Monday, her 45-year-old mother appealed to police to look for her. The police had already broadcast a general alarm when Branzer, attracted by ’ his barking cocker spaniel, found the body In a rocky clearing. o - DRIVING FINISH (CONTINUED FROM PAGE ONE) ’ EVERY TAXPAYER “At present, the company lias 1 sufficient land to last seven or ■ eight years, not long enough to ’ warrant the investment necessary ! to rebuild the plant. Additional ’ land must be purchased at a cost ■ of SIB,<M»O. OF THIS AMOUNT > THE COMMUNITY IS ASKED i TO PAY A PORTION. The ( money raised in this campaign t will be used for that purpose. "Two other cities are bidding : on this plant and it will be locats ed somewhere in Indiana, whether in Decatur or elsewhere. I "When the solicitor in this i drive calls on you. can you - PROFITABLY afford to pass up ■ this oppcrtutiity?” i “JOIN IN ON THIS DRIVE TOWARDS GREATER PROSPERs ITY IN DECATUR! ! “Yours very truly, “Theo. Graliker , "Frederick Schafer “Rev R. W Graham "Gen. committee.” o t Trade In A Good Town — necatul : said. “If you’ll forgive a persona! i question—why don’t you write under your own name?” Button’s inse -ntable face turned ' from the Captain to Stan. “I eni joy playing bridge for nominal i stakes with good players. Would i you like to play with a man who has 1 written twenty-two books on the i game?” "The stakes would have to be very ' nominal indeed—” “Precisely.” Button turned back ’ to Leßoy. “I referred you to my s publishers on Sunday Have you i heard from them?” “Not yet—but that is unimport- . ant. I asked you here again because i of last night’s murder—hoping you could give me additional infot ma- ' tion about Fowler. Identical knives were used to kill both men. You’re an expert on cards.” Leßoy opened the folder on the desk. “Did ydu ever see one like this?” Dave Button's tapered fingers picked up the eleven of diamond* by its edges. He turned it over and studied the back, bent it to test the elasticity, and laid it gingerly back in the folder. His cigarette was dead between his lips, but he snuffed the burnt end in Leßoy’s tray be fore he spoke. “You found that on Ed Fowler?” A fi’VGF en Leßoy’s forehead. "How did you know that?" “I didn’t know it. But Fowler asked me about such a card not much more than a week ago." “About an eleven of diamonds?” Stan broke in, gently urging. “Not exactly." Button was thoughtful, perhaps cautious. “He wanted to know if I had ever heard of a pack of cards with eleven, twelve and thirteen spots. It happens that I had. Before I turned to bridge, I played a lot of Five Hundred in—in my earlier days.” “What brought it up? Do you happen to remember?” Stan’s voice was normally curious, no more. “We were discussing gamblinghow many different types of it existed.” “Where?" asked Leßoy. “In Fowler’s rooms at the Amboy Hotel. It was late—we had been on the F our Leaf Clover and I stopped up there for a drink on my way home,” “Just the two of you?” Stan wanted to know. Button nodded a couple of short quick jerks. “Fowler didn’t have many people come to his rooms—” “And the Five Hundred pack? Who brought that up—you or Edward Fowler?" Stan w Sa still most ingenuous, toying with a paper clip taken from the Captain’s, desk. "Fowler mentioned the additional cards. 1 told him what kind of a pack they were in. I hadn’t thought of the game for years—but I remembered playing eix-handed. Ten cards are dealt to each player, and there is a widow of three cards—that makes sixty-three. The ordinary pack, as you know, has fiftythree cards including the joker. Th/ additional ten cards in the six-hand-ed Five Hundred pack ars the four elevens, four twelves, and two thirteens. ” “What suits are the two thirteens?" “I really don't remember." Button spent a moment in thought. “I believe they a re, in the two re( j suits. I’m not sure.” Thanks. You’ve • made things most clear.” Stan tossed the bentup paper clip into the waste basket. “You’re a man of very high intelligence, Mr. Button. It’s a pity you’re involving yourself in a double murder. At present you are suspect number one.” (To Be Continued) OmribuMd hy Tuxum feyndloua. 3a&