Indianapolis Times, Volume 35, Number 1, Indianapolis, Marion County, 12 May 1923 — Page 8

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THE WINDS .ffl OF DEATH J 1 BY E. PHILLIPS OPPENHEIM \ * JjYMICHAXV Copyright, 1922, by E. Phillips Oppenhetm * Jjf SIMtORHAN Arrgt. NEA Service. Inc.

Vendetta brains between MICHAEL SAYERS, noted criminal, and SIR NORMAN GREYES. once of Scotland Yard, when Sayers beautiful ffousemaid. JANET, saves him from Sir Norman by shooting dead an officer sent to arrest him. Janet becomes Sayers' wife and accomplice. In many exploits Michael escapes arrest by taking desperate chances. Janet is an able assistant, but. because ho greatly admires the many good qualities he recognizes in her. Sir Norman deals with her leniently. In the I.cels bank robbery Michael narrowly escapes capture and is forced to flee the country. Janet hires out to a wealthy widow living at the Magnificent Hotel at Brighton. and plots to steal her mistress’ diamonds Her plans, however, are frustrated by Sir Norman, who tells this episode: I KNOW' nothing of psychology, or any of the mental or nervous phenomena connected with the study of the abstruse subject. What happened to me during the autumn following my visit to Paris remains in my mind unexplained and inexplicable. I shall just set it down, because it becomes a part of the story. A strong man, in the possession of vigorous health. Jiving an out-of-door life in a quiet country neighborhood, I suddenly became afraid. I had the strongest conviction that some terrible disaster was hanging over me. Every morning, when I took up my gun for a tramp or stepped into my car for any sort #f excursion, I felt a chill presentiment of evil. It was not that I lost my nerve. I was still shooting and playing golf as well or better than ever. I drove my car and went afiout the daily pursuits of life with an even pulse. JMy fears were not analyzable, and it really seemed as though they reached me through the brain rather than the nerves. I felt evil around me, and I looked always for an enemy. I woke often in the night, and I listened for footsteps, unafraid yet expecting danger. I altered my will and sent it to the lawyer’s. Several matters connected with the letting of my farms I cleared up almost hastily with ray agent. I was conscious of only one enemy in the world, and it was practically impossible that he should he in England. Y'et I expected death.

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“GAWD A ’MIGHTY!” YELLED ADAMS, “WHAT BB DOING?" I SHOWED HUI THE HOLE THROUGH MY HAT. I was living' at the time at Greyes Manor, the small hut very’ pleasant country house which had come to me with my inheritance. My estab lishment was moderate, even for a bachelor. There was my house keeper, Mrs. Foulds, who had been in the service of my uncle, an elderly lady of 64 who had lived at Greyes all her life, was related to half the farmers in the neighborhood, and was a pleasant, high-principled and altogether estimable person. Adams, her nephew, was my builer and personal servant. There was a boy under him, also of the district, a cook and three maidservants whom I seldom saw. The only other member o$ my household was Miss Simpson,' a secretary engaged for me through a w^ll-known office in London, to whom I dictated, for several hours a day, material for the work on crime which I had made up my mind to write, directly I had relinquished my post at Scotland Yard. She was a woman of about 60 years of age. small, with gray hair parted neatly in the middle.

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the only sister of a clergyman In Cam hriageshire, an agreeable and unob trusive person, whom I invited to dine downstairs a week, but whom I otherwise never saw except when engaged upon our work, or In the distance, taking her daily bicycle ride in the park or the lanes around. Out of doors there was Benjamin Adams, my gamekeeper, the brother of my butler; and Searie, my chauffeur, who came to me from a place in Devonshire with excellent references, a simple-minded and almost overingenious youth. These comprised the little coterie of persons with whom I was brought into contact day by day. Not one* of them could possibly have borne me any ill-will; yet I lived among them, waiting for death! One morning—I remember that it was the first of set out i for a long tramp, accompanied only by Adams, th? r keeper, and a couple of dogs. We were on the boundary of my land, looking for stray pheasants in a large root field. On my right was a precipitous gorge, which extended for about half a mile, thickly planted with small fir trees. 1 was walking. by arrangement, about twenty yards ahead of Adams, when T was suddenly conscious of a familiar sensation. There was the zip of a bullet singing through the air, a report from somewhere in the gorge, a neat round hole through my felt hat. "Gawd A’mighty!” yelled Adams. "What be doing?’ ’ I showed him the hole in my hat. He stood with his mouth open, looking at it. There was no further sound from the gorge except the tumbling of the stream down at the bottom. It was an absolutely hopeless place to ;search. Adams complained sometimes of his I rheumatism when I walked him too fast, but on this decision he was I a hundred yards ahead of me when we reached the lane . On our homei ward way he was voluble. "There be James Adams. my | nephew,” he said, "and William Oroi combe, whq do farm them lands. They ;be harmless folk, if ever such wa<x . 1 Some lad, I reckon, got hold of a | rifle.” "Do either of them take in tour- : ists?” 1 asked. Adams was doubtful. That afterl noon I motored over to make inquiries. Neither of the farmers accepted tourists; neither of them had seen a stranger about the place; and as regards rifles, the only one 1 could discover had obviously not been discharged for a year. I drove on to the county police station and left a message for the inspector. He came oVvr to see me that evening, solemn, ponderous and unimpressed. I dismissed him after the usual refreshments had been proffered and j accepted. A few further inquiries which I myself ma/ie In the neighbori hood led to nothing. I took my little two-seater out to ' call on a friend, a few afternoons I afterward, and-found the steering-gear ■ fallen to pieces before I had gone a mile. I was thrown into a ditch, bur escaped without serious injury. I scarcely needed Se.trle's assurance to convince me that he knew nothing of the matter, hut even in its darn aged state it was quite obvious that the pins had been wilfully from the pillar. The fact that I was compelled to he a prisoner in the house for several days from an injury to my knee, and worked at unaccustomed hours, was responsible for my accidental discovery of Mrs. Simpson’s diary. I came into the room _ unexpectedly and found her writing. It never occurred to me I but that she was engaged |ppon my work, and so I looked over her shoulder. She was writing in a diary, completing her entry for the day before.

N. G. worked for two hours, practiced golf in park, lunched in, took out two-seater in afternoon. Met with aerident but was to wdSk home. Said little about his injuries, which were serionf. Accepted invitation shoot Woolhanger • Manor next Tuesday at eleven o'clock. Probably return across moor at dusk. ~ JP r * Miss Simpson was suddenly conscious of my presence. She placed her hand over the page. “This Is my private diary. Sir Norman,” she a-sseeted. * “So I gathered,” I replied. “What is your interest in my doings. Miss Simpson?” # “A personal one,” she assured me. “I appeal to you as a gentleman to let me have the volume.” I confess that I was weak. An altercation of any sort whatever, ending, without doubt, in a struggle for the possession of the diary with this quiet-looking elderly lady, was peculiarly repugnajit to me. I rang the bell. “I shall order the car to take you to Barnstaple for the five o’clock train. Miss Simpson.” I said. She rose to her feet, grasping the ! book firmly. “What is your complaint against ; 1 me. Sir Norman?” she asked. , .“During this last week.” T told her. I two attempts have been made upon |my life. T am naturally suspicious j | <ff people who keep a close account ! of my personal movements.” She stood for -a moment looking at me through her gold-rimmed spectacles in a dazed, incredulous sort of way. Then she turned and left the room. T never saw her again. It was that very same afternoon, on ftv return from the village, where I had to mail a letter witli my ; own hands, that T found a gray ! limousine touting car, covered with mud, outside my front door, and Adams announced that a gentleman was waiting to see me in the stydy. To my surprise and infinite satisfaction. it was Rirnmington. “T have this moment posted ?? letter to you.” I said, as we shook hands. "Anything doing down here?” he asked quickly. “Too much for my liking,” I answered. “I have come straight through from Basingstoke.” Hfr explained. "The 'chief rather got the wind up about youT” “Tell me all f about it,” Tvbegged. “I wish I could,” Rimndngton* re plied as he accepted a cigar and Jft it. "You read the papers, I suppose?”

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OUT OUR WAY—By WILLIAMS

THE OLD HOME TOWN— By STANLEY

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son, commander of Hoosier Post 624. Veterans of Foreign Wars, announced today. The proceeds of tho poppy sale will go to war widows and orphans of France, State and national organizations of the Veterans of Foreign Wars for relief work among veterans and 50 per cent of the total will be placed local organizations to be used only in assisting needy veterans and their families.

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GOLD CALLED ’CURSE’ OF PRESENT AGE Washington Man Speaks Before K. of C. Luncheon Club. * The curse of the present age is gold, declared Dr. Michael J. Slattery, Washington, D. C., secretary of the National Council of Catholic sssat a meeting of the Knights of Co-

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\ lumbus Luncheon Club in the SpinkArms. He said the work of priests remains in the heart of millions, while the gold acquired by plunderers enriches them for only a short time. Search for Captain Search is being made for Capt. G. Wray’, 50, who has been missing from his room at the Craig Hotel, E. Washington St, since last Saturday.

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-By ALLMAN

—By AL POSEN

Captain Wray is 5 feet 8 inches In height and weighs 160 pounds. He la blind in one eye. Automobile Stripped When an automobile stolen from It. C. Worley, 2801 Jackson i St., wa-> found by police today’ at Keystone Ave. and White River it had been stripped of two tires, two rims and two headlights. They were valued at slls.