Indianapolis Times, Volume 35, Number 134, Indianapolis, Marion County, 14 October 1922 — Page 9
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Collins Passes Sentence on Several Indicted at Last Grand Jury Session. Judge James A. Collins of Criminal Court passed sentence on several negroes Indicted by the grand jury; yesterday. The prisoners were started on their Journeys immediately after sentence was pronounced. E. Coleman, who was captured in the furnace of the Third Christian Church, after police had been summoned to make his arrest for the theft of $5.75 and a dollar watch from iStorkmen painting the building, was ttjied $lO and costs and sentenced to ske months on the State farm. 1 Letter Holly was fined SIOO and costs and given one to five years In the State prison for Issuing fraudulent checks. Henry Island, charged with assault and battery with intent to commit niurder, was given a fine of SIOO and ccsts and penal sentence of six months. ' Willie Jenkins and Alonzo Sample Were given six months at the farm and fines of $1 and costs each for petit larceny. William Howard was sentenced to State prison for from one to fourteen years and fined $1 and costs for grand larceny. Clifford Smith, 17, and John Robinson, 18, were sent to the State reformatory for from one to eighteen years for petit larceny. Boyd and George Gowdy were one day In Jail for petit - larceny. RAID GAMING HOUSES Segroes Are Charged With Shooting Craps; Poker Players Are Raided. Two alleged gambling games were raided by the police. Wesley Alexander, negro, owner of a* pool room, 717 Blake St., was charged with keeping a gambling house, and eighteen negroes, alleged to hive been shooting craps, were arrested on the charges of gaming and visiting a gambling house. -Hiram Kinman, 1251 Oliver Ave.. was arrested on the charge of keeping a gambling house. Nine men alleged to have been playing poker were arrested in the pool room. The police claim they peeked through a window and watched the men play peker for twenty minutes before making the raid.
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THE FLAMING JEWEL
SYNOPSIS The priceless gem,* the Filming Jewel, had been first stolen from the COUNTESS OF ESTHONIA by the great International thief. , QUINTANA. Love of the now beggared countess caused JAMES DARRAGH to trace the gem to the disreputable "hotel" in the Adirondack* owned by MIKE CLINCH, who had stolen the iewel from Quintana. Under the name of HAL SMITH. Darragh works in Clinch's Dump, where he meet* Clinch'* beautiful stepdaughter, EVE STRaYER, the one good influence in the crime-spotted career of Clinch. When Quintana and bis gang arrive and seek to regain their loot from Clinch. Eve is sent to hide the Jewel In the “hootchcache.” She is captured by Qulntaha. threatened with torture, but escapes and is brought back to camp by STATE TROOPER STORMONT. Episode Four A Private War CHAPTER I When State Trooper Stormont rode up to Clinch’s with Eve Strayer lying In his arms, Mike Clinch strode out of the motley crowd around the tavern, laid his rifle against a tree, and stretched forth his powerful hands to receive his stepchild. He held her, cradled, looking down at her In silence as the men clustered around. “Eve,” he said hoarsely, “be you hurted?” The girl opened her sky-blue eyes. “I’m all right, dad • • • Just tired * • • I’ve got your parcel • • • safe. * • •” “To hell with the gol-dinged parcel,” he almost sobbed; " —did Quintana harm your’ “No, dad.” As he carried her to the veranda the packet fell from her cramped fingers. Clinch kicked it under a chair and continued on into the house and up the stairs to Eve’s bedroom. Flat on the bed, the girl opened her drowsy eyes again, unsmilling. "Did that dirty louse misuse you?” demanded Clinch unsteadily. “G'wan tell me. girlie." "He knocked me down • • • He went away to get fire to make me talk. I cut up the blanket they gave me and made a rope. Then I went over the cliff Into the big pine below. That was all, dad.” Clinch filled a tin basin and washed the girl's torn feet. When he had dried them he kissed them. She felt his unshaven lips trembling, heard him whimper for the first time In his life. “Why the hell didn’t you give
Quintana the packet?” he demanded. “What does that count so does any damn thing count for against you, girlie?” She looked up at him out of heavylidded eyes: “You told me to take good care of It.’’ “It’s only a little truck I’d laid by for you," he retorted unsteadily. “A few trifles for to make a grand lady of you when the time’s ripe. ’Tain’t worth a thorn in your little foot to me. The hull gol-dinged world full o’ money ani't worth that there stonebruise onto them little white feet o’ yourn, Eve. "Look at you now—my God, look at you there, all peaked an’ skairt an’ bleedin’—plum tuckered out, ’n’ all ragged 'n' dirty ” A blaze of fury flared in his small pale eyes.' “And he hit you, too, did he? —that skunk! Quintana done that to my little girlie, did he?” “I don’t know if it was Quintana. I don’t know who he was, dad,” she murmured drowsily. "Masked, tya’nt he?” “Yes.” Clinch’s iron visage twitched and quivered. He gnawed his thin lips into control: “Girlie, I gotta go out a spell. But I ain't a-leavln’ you alone here. I’ll git somebody to set up with you. You just lie snug and don’t think about nothin' till I come back.” “Yes, dad,” she sighed, dosing her eyes. Clinch stood looking at her for a moment, then he went downstairs heavily, and out to the veranda, where State Trooper Stormont still sat his saddle, talking to Hal Smith. On the porch a sullen crowd of backwoods riff-raff lounged In silence, awaiting events. Clinch called across to Smith: ‘‘Hey,’ Hal, g'wan up and set with Eve a spell while she’s nappin’. Take a gun." Smith said to Stormont in a low voice: “Do me a favor, Jack?” “You bet.” “That girl of Clinch's Is In real danger If left here alone. But I’vo another Job on my hands. Can you keep & watch on her till I return?” “Can't you tell me a little more, Jim?” “I will later. Do you mind helping me out now?” "All right.” Trooper Stormont swung out of his saddle and led his horse away toward the stable. Hal Smith went Into the bar where Clinch stood oiling a rifle. “I’m going after Quintana with you, Mike.”
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“B’gosh, you ain’t. You're a-goin’ to keep watch here. “No. Trooper Stormont has promised to stay with. Eve. You’ll need every man today, Mike. This Isn’t a deer drive.” Clinch let his rifle sag across the hollow of his left arm. “Did you beef to that trooper?” he demanded In his pleasant, misleading way. “Do you think I’m crazy?” retorted Smith. “Well, what the hell—•” “They all know that some man used your girl roughly. That’s all I said to him —‘keep an ey( on Eve until we can get back.’ And I tell you, Mike, if we drive Star Peak we won't be back till long after sundown.” Clinch growled: “I ain't never asked no favors of no State Trooper— ’’ “He did you a favor, didn’t he? He brought your daughter In.” “Yes, ’n’ he’d jail us all if he got anything on us.” “Yes, and he’ll shoot to kill If any of Quintana’s people come here and try to break In.” Clinch granted, peeled off his coat I and got Into a leather vest bristling with cartridge loops. Trooper Stormont came in the back door, carrying his rifle. “Some rough fellow been bothering your daughter, Clinch?” he inquired. ! “The child was nearly all In when | she met me out by Owl Marsh—clothes ; half torn off her back, hare-foot and i bleeding. She's a plucky youngster. I’ll say so, Clinch. If you think the fellow may come here to annoy her I’ll keep an eye on her till you return.” Clinch went up to Stormont, put his powerful hands on the young fellow's shoulders. After a moment’s glaring silence: “You look clean. I guess you he, too. I wanta tell you I'll cut the guts outa any guy that lays the heft of a single finger onto Eve.” “I'd do so, too, if I were you,” said Stormont. “Would ye? Well, I guess you’re a real man, toos even if you’re a State Trooper,” growled Clinch. “G'wan up. She's a-nappin’. If she .vakes up you klnda talk pleasant to her. You act kind, pleasant and cosy. She ain't had no ma. You tell her to set snug and ea’m. Then you cook her a egg if she wants it. There's pie. too. I cal'late to be tack by sundown.” “Nearer morning," remarked Smith. Stormont shrugged. "I’ll stay until you show up. Clinch.” The latter took another rifle from
the corner and handed It to Smith with a loop of amunltlon. “Come on,” he grunted. On the veranda he' strode up to the group of sullen, armed men who regarded his advent .n expressionless silence. Sid Hone was there, and Harvey Chase, and the Hastings boys, and Cornelius Bloomers. “You fellas cornin’?” Inquired Clinch. “Where?” drawled Sid Hone. “Me an’ Hal Smith is cal-kalatln' "RATS AN’ DEEIt,” HE SAID PLEASANTLY. to drive Star Peak. It ain't deer, neither ” There ensued a grim interval Clinch's wintry smile began to glimmer. “Booze agents or game protectors? Which?” asked Byron Hastings. "They both look like deer —if a man gets mad enough.” Clinch's smile became terrifying.
The Immortal Drama of American Hearts ! eodore Roberts, George Fawcett T. Roy Barnes, Harrison Ford, hearts —at last given a production worthy of its story. With the screen’s great- jjffffjjh est character actor, Theodore Roberts, in the role he was bom for—“ Uncle Josh/’ You’ll laugh at the antics of “Happy Jack” and the lover rivals, “Seth” and “Si.” You’ll cry at the burning partings and the heartaches of lovely “Ann.” You’ll thrill as the gigantic cyclone sweeps a whole town away—a climax never before Paramount has done to this old favorite what Griffith did to “Way Down East,” it, made It a human love sduy aed daved a
“I shell out SSOO for every deer that’s dropped on Star Peak today,” he said. “And I hope there won’t be no accidents and no mlstakln’ no stranger for a deer," he added, wagging his great square head. “Then accidents Is liable to happen,” remarked Hone, reflectively. After another pause: “Where’s Jake Kloon?” inquired Smith. Nobody seemed to know. "He was here when Mike called me Into the bar,” insisted Smith.' “Where’d he go?” Then, of a sudden, Clinch recollected the packet which he had kicked under a veranda chair. It was no longer there. “Any o’ you fellas seen a package here on the pyazza?” demanded Clinch harshly. * “Jake Kloon, he had somethin’,” drawled Chase. “I supposed It was his lunch. Mebbe ’twas, too.” In the Intense stillness Clinch glared Into one face' after another. "Boys,” he said in his softly modulated voice, “I kinda guess there’s a rat amongst us. I wouldn’t like for to be that there rat—no, not for a billion hundred dollars. No. I wouldn’t. Beoiiz that there rat has bit my little girlie, Eve—Uke that there deer bit her up onto Star Peak. • * • No, I wouldn’t like for to be that there rat. Fer he’s a-goln’ to die like a rat, snme’s that there deer is a-goin’ to dJo like a deer. * * • Any one seen which way Jake Kloon went?" "Now you speak of it," said Byron Hastings, "seems like I noticed Jake and Earl Leverett down by the woods near the pond. I kinda disremembere;l when you asked, but I guess I sten them.” Clinch tossed his rifle across his left shoulder. “Rat? an’ deer,” he said pleasantly. "Them's the articles we’re lookin’ for. Only for God’s sake be careful you don’t mistake a man for 'em In the woods.” One or two men laughed. (To Be Continued)
Gold! By United Prest JOLIET, 111., Oct. 14.—Gold has been discovered on the farm of Bradford Green, near here, according to a report of Government geologists today. Five pits were dug and concentrated ore valued at from $3 to $25 a ton was discovered. Further investigation of the new discovery will be made Immediately. CHUM PUCK AGREED Action on Ordinance Concerning Packing Industry Odors Referred. Agreement of representatives of the Enterprise Civio League, with city councllmen and packers, that action on the ordinance prohibiting operation of industries emitting offensive odors within four miles of the city limits, should be deferred six months, was ratified by the league at a meeting in West Indianapolis Friday evening. The bill is particularly aimed at plants In the west end. Meanwhile committees from the council, packers and league will meet next week to discuss employment of an engineer to recommend means by which the packers can curb offensive odors. Councilman Heydon W. Buchanan said the council will consider a resolution Monday evening expressing disapproval of odor nuisances, in lieu of immediate passage of the ordinance. Yellow and Orange Yellow and orange are used In combination with brown very frequently In the fall blouses and costume suits. Several smart hats have been developed in this stunning color scheme.
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ANNOUNCES NEW LISTOFBETUURS State Highway Commission Bulletin Shows Effects of Last Rain. The Indiana State highway commission bulletin on the condition of roads In the State highway system running through Indianapolis for th# comii’g week Is as follows: State Road No. 1 {New Albany, Seymour, Indianapolis, Kokomo, South Bend to Michigan line) —In wet weather detour west at Crothersville via Dudleytown. One mile south of city limits of Kokomo detour around construction. State Road No. 3 {National Road east and west across State, Terre Haute to Richmond) —Pavement open Indianapolis to Plainfield. At Greenfield detour to either side of road one mile, going three miles east. Detour again east of Knighstown to two miles east of Lewisville. State Road No. 6 Madison, Greensburg, ShelbyviUe, Indianapolis, Montpelier)—Rough in spots between ShelbyviUe and Indianapolis. Under construction but passable for eight miles south of Versailles. Detour to east about three miles south of Greensburg acoount of new culverts. State Road No. 22 Bedford. Martinsville, Indianapolis)—Detour west around bridge a half mile south of MooresviUe. Detour west around tar work at southwest city limits of Indianapolis. . State Road No. 39 {lndianapolis, Rushville, BrookvUle)—Narrow fop ten Hailes northeast of Rushville. Handbags The newest handbags are of velvet or ;ilk, studded with steel nail-heads over the entire surface. This form of omamention is liked also on leather bags.
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