Indianapolis Times, Volume 35, Number 147, Indianapolis, Marion County, 30 October 1922 — Page 8

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STXOPSIS The savane Baule for posee*ion of thè "Un l mg Jewel about thè disreputable hunting- oamp in thè Adironfiacks where MIKE CLINCH hae hoarded thè prlceiees irems a thè sole means ol eiving his beautiful step-daughter. EYE STRAYER. thè "edueatlon of a lady " The jewel was first stolen troni thè refugee, COCNTESS OF ESTHONIA by thè great International thief. QUINTANA. Clinch stole thè arem from Quintana No Quintana has re tur ned with hie gang of eutthroate and will stop at nothnig to regalo posaeesion of thè jewel. For loro of thè eounteea. JAMES DARRAGH, under thè name of HAI, SMITH, aiso fights for thè -ewel. Darragh in thè nephew of Harrod, thè wraìthy milhonaire. ho yeara ago dentroyed Clinch a honeet business of gulding huntera. Ève and her lorer, TROOPER STORMONT. escane from Quintana by •immiti* Star I.ake. Ève carrying what she believe to be thè jewels in her mouth. Darragh took what Ève thought was an empty packet from Quintana and ficds thè reai jewels in a false bottoni Ève. Stormont and narragli go to thè latter s hunting lodge while Mike Clinch continue his battle with Quintana and thè robber gang. CHAPTER II When Stormont gently halted hls borse lt was dawn, and Ève, eagging agalnst him with one arra around his neck, sat huddled up on her saddìe fast asleep. In a birch woods. on thè eastern clope of thè divide, stood thè log camp, diml.v visible in thè silvery light of •arly morning. Darragh, cautioning Stormont with a slight gesture, went forward, mounted thè rustie veranda, and bnocked at a lighted wlndow. A man. al ready dressed, carne and peered out at him. then hurried to open thè door. “I didn't know you, Captain Darragh—"he began, but fell eilent under thè warning gesture that checked him. “I’ve a guest outside. She’s Cllnch's step-daughter, Ève Strayer. She knows me by thè nume of Hai Smith. IX, you understand?” “Yes, sir—” “Cut that out. too. I m Ha! Smith to you. also. State Trooper Stormont i- out there with Ève Strayer. He was a contrade of mine in Russia. I ni Hai Smith to him. by mutuai agreement. Notr do you get me, Ralph?” "Sure, Hai. Go on; spit it out:” They both grinned. *• Yoù’re a hootch runner," said Darragh. "This is your shaek. The hatchery is only a blind. That s all \ou have to know. Ralph. So put that girl into my room and let her -leep tlll she wakes of her own ac- • ord. •'Stormont and I will take two of thè guest-bunks in thè E. And for ii- sake make us some coffee v hen you make your own. But first come out and take thè horse. They went out together. Stormont ufted Ève out of thè saddle. She c.id not wake. Darragh led thè way iato thè log house and along a corildor to his own room. “Turn down thè sheets.” whlspered .-tormont. And, when thè bed was ready: "Can you get a bath towel, .firn?” Darragh fetched one from thè connecting bath-room. “Wrap lt around her wet hair," 'vhispered Stormont. * Good lieavens, 7 wish there were a woman here.” “I wlsh so too,” said Darragh; she's chiiled to thè bone. You'll have to wake her. She can't s’eep in what shes wearing: ft*s almost us damp as her halr —” He went to thè closet and returned with a man's morning robe, as soft. as fecce. “Somehow or other she’a gotto get luto that,” he said. There was a siience. "Yery well.” sald Stormont, reddenir.g • • • “If you'll step out ITI — manage • • •” He looked Darragh slraight In thè eyes; “I have asked her to marry me,” he sald. When Stormont carne out a great tire of birch-logs was blazing in thè living-room. and Darragh stood there. his elbow on thè rough stone mantelshelf. Stormont carne straight to the''flre and set one spurred boot on thè fender. "She's warm and dry and sound asleep.” he sald. "ITI awake her again lf you think she ought to swaltow something hot.” At that moment thè fish culturist carne In with a pot of steaming coffee. "This is my friend, Ralph Wler,” >aid Darragh. "I think you’d better give Ève a cup of coffee.” And to Wier. "Fili a eouple of hot water Itags, old chap. We don’t want any pneurnonla in this house.” Then he went into his own quarters to read two letters whlch, conformlng to arrangements made with Mrs. Rav thè day he had robbed Emanuel Sard, were to be sent to Trout Lodge to awalt his arrivai. Both written from thè Ritz, bore thè date of thè day before: thè first h*> opened was from thè Countesa Or-loff-Strelwitz: “Dear Captain Darragh: —You are so wonderfuK Your messenger with SIO,OOO which you say you already have recov*>red from those misereants who robbed Ricca, carne .board our shlp hefore we landed. It was a godsend; we were nearly pennlless—and oh, so shabbvl ‘Tnstantly, my friend, we shopped. Ricca and I. Pifth Ave. enchanted us. All misery was forgottcn in thè magic of that paradise for women. "Furthermore, dear Captain Darragh, we are hastening to follow your instruetions. We are leaving today for your chateau In thè wonderful forest. of which you told us that never-to-be-forgotten day in Riga. “Your agent In politeness, considcratlon and kintlness itself. We have our accommodations. We leave New York at midnight. “Ricca is so excited that it is diffi-,-ult for licr to restraln her happiness. God knows thè chlld has seen enough unhappiness to quench thè gaiety of anybody! “Well, all things end. Even tears. Even thè Red Terror shall pass from ..ur beloved Russia. For, aster all, Monsleur, God stili lives. “VALENTINE.” "P. S. Ricca has written to you. I have read thè letter. I have let it no uheensored." Darragh went to thè door of his room: "Ralph: Ralph?' he ealled. And, \v hen Wler hurriedly appeared: • •What times does thè midnight freni New York get into Pive

“A little before nine—” “You can make it in thè flivver, can’t you?” “Yes, if I start now.” “All rlght. Two ladies. You’re to bring them to thè house, not here. Mrs. Ray knows about them. And—

THEN HE WENT INTO HIS OWN QUARTERS TO READ TWO LETTERS. get back here as soon as you can.” He closed his door again, sat down on thè bed and opened thè other letter. His hand shook as he unfolded it. He was so sacred and excited that he could scarcely decipher thè angular, girlish penmanship: “To dear Captain Darragh, our Champion and friend — “It is difficult for me. monsieur, to express my happiness and my deep gratltude in thè so cold formality of thè written page. “Alas, sir, it will be stili more difficult .to find words for it when again I have thè happiness of greeting you in proper person. “Valentine has told you everythlng, she warns me, and I am, therefore. somewhat. at a loss to know what 1 should write to you. “Yet. I know very well what I would write if I dare. It is this: that I wish to know—although it may not pass thè censor —that I am must impatient to see you. Monsieur. Not because of kindness past, nor with an unworthv expectation of benefits to come. But because of friendshlp—thè deepest. sincerest of my whole fife. “Is it not modest of a young girl • say this? Yet, surelv all thè world which was once en regie, formai, artiflcial, has been burnt out of our hearts by this so frightful calamlty which has overwhelmed thè worll with sire and hlood. “If ever on earth there was a Urne when we might venture to express with candor what is hidden wlthln our minds and hearts, lt would seem, Monsieur. that thè Urne is now. “True, I have known you only for one day and one evening. Yet, what happened to thè world In that brief space of time—and to us, Monsieur—brought us together as though our meeting were but a blessed reunion aster thè happy intimacy of many years • • * I speak, Monsieur, for hyself. May I hope that I speak, also, for you? "With a heart too full to thank you, and with expectations indescribable — but with courage, always, for any event —I take my leave of you at thè foot of this page. Like death —I trust —my adieu is not thè end. but thè beginning. It is not farewell; it is a greeting to him whom I rnost honor in all tho world • • • And would willingly obev if he shall eomniand. And otherwiae—all else that in his mind —and heart—he might deslre. “THEO DORICA.” It was thè most beautiful loveletter any man ever received In all thè history of love. And it had pass ed thè censor. (To Be Contiti ut-di JUDGE BEATS WIFE BEATER Fells ( ulprif Twice in Court and Then Impose a Fine. MILKESBARRE, Pa.. Oct. 30 Alderman Edward Burke of Pittston showed that he is a two-flsted dispenser of justiee when he treated Anthany Azakas, charged with wifebeating, to a dose of hls own medicine. Asakas had been brought before thè magistrate for blaekening his wife’s eye. Mrs. Azakas had told only part of her story when Alderman Burke shouted: “Walt a minute. I am gettlng tired of this. lam going to see how he lik.es it.” With 11 lese remarks the magisti*nte carne over the top if his desk, ordered Azakas to stand up, and. as he dld so, rapped him a hard one over the loft eye. The defendant went down und the aldennan ordered him to hls feet. Azakas carne up meeklv and penitent, but a blow just above the other optic sent him to the floor again. Sobbingly Azakas begged for inercy. He carne slowlv to hls feet. when a couplo of stingine slaps to the righi and left sides of iiis face gave him thè sudden desire to see how fast the alderman could run. Azakas dld not get very far, for Magistrate Burke got him by the coat cullar, shook him up a bit and then sat him down harder tlian he had ever been seated before. Azakas tnought it was all over and was ready to take the ami of his wife and leave. “Just a second." said the alderman. “There is a little metter of a fine and costa here. It will require $lO to get your freedom.” Azakus paid up and left with his wife. And if Piace Goes l'p: lt is estimated that there will he 13,500,000 gasoline cugine in use In 1033. Figuring an average of 420 gallons óf fuel a year for each, the peti oleuin industry wlll have to provide 3.670.000,000 gallona of gasoline during the twelve months beginning Jan. 1. At the present rate of one barrei of ganzile to four barrels of crude, this wciPi^rf ■•uib- i -rude oil production of S' “ Ini rels

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