Indianapolis Times, Volume 35, Number 14, Indianapolis, Marion County, 28 May 1923 — Page 8

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MICHAEL’S WEDDING -T> GIFT IS !yr BY E. PHILLIPS OPPENHELVI % WNmuhaH, Copyright. 1922. by E. Phillips Opp#nheim SKl'HorhaM Axrgt NEA Service. Inc. If

BEGIN' HERE TODAT Ver.detti begins between MICEAEI, SAYERS, noted criminal. and SIR NORMAN GREYES. once of Scotland Yard, when Sayers' beautiful housemaid. JANET, saves him from Sir Norman by shooting dead an officer sent to arrest him. Janet becomes Sayers' wife and accomplice. After many narrow escapes from capture. Michael goes to live with two woodsmen. Pierre and Jacques. Led by Mibcael. the three scheme to rob passing motorists. By blocking a bead in the road with a lumber wagon tourists are made to run down an embankment and in the confusion of rescue the watching lumbermen rob the injured of their purses. One day Michael goes to the rescue of a beautiful girl and her father, whose car runs wild. NOW GO ON WITH STORY ; Michael Sayers Continues rOU were just in time.” she V' said. “That was a wonderful ■*" jump.” The old gentleman was in the road by this time and gripping my hand. "My good fellow.” he exclaimed, “You have done a great day’s work for yourself! For God’s sake, say that you understand English.” “I have hewn wood in Devonshire,” I told him. “I speak English or French, which you will.” "My name.” he announced, “is Lord Kindersley. You will never regret this day's work. I made some attempt to descend, but he held me in my place. t “You must drive us to the next town,” he insisted, “to Hyeres or Toulon. I will reward you handsomely, but we cannot be left here, and I will not let that wretched youth touch the car again.” “Where are you going to?” I inquired. “England,” the girl answered, " —to Boulogne.” "I will drive you to Boulogne,” I said, ‘if you will give me that young man’s livery and papers, and recompense my comrades there for my absence. They will have to engage another woodman.” “It Is agreed,” he declared eagerly. ‘We shall not quarrel about terms. I promise you!”

"GOOD,” I SAID, “I SHALL ATTEND THE RECEPTION WHICH I SEE IS TO FOLLOW THE CEREMONY.” During the whole of our four days' journey, the girl who sat by my side all the time, remained as though wrapped in her thoughts and spoke to me only after long intervals. "How is it that you, a woodman, can drive a motorcar?" was her first question. "I have not always been a woodman,” I answered. "Why did you want that boy’s papers?” she asked "Because I wished to reach England, and I might find it difficult to get a passport of my own.” I admitted. On the following day. after a prolonged silence, she again adopted an interrogative tone. “Why did you risk your life for us?” she asked, with curious abruptness, toward the close of a long day’s run. “Because I admired the way you were facing what seemed to be certain death.” I told her.

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“Is it true,” she went on, “that some of the woodmen of the Foret du Dom frequently rob travelers who have met with accidents while motoring?” “Quite true,” 1 admitted. “They have even been known to contribute to the accidents. I have done it myself.” “I wish you would not tell me those things,” she said reproachfully. “It is the truth,” I assured her. “We rather thought of wrecking your car, but I watched you coming down the hill, and afterward I only thought of saving you.” “You are a strange person,” she declared. “Why were you masquerading as a woodman?” “Because I have wrecked other things besides motorcars,” I answered. “I was hiding from the police. This is a great opportunity for me to break away.” She sighed. "I am sorry,” she confessed. “All the same. I hope that you succeed." • * * At Boulogne I was intruted with the car, which I drove to London and delivered according to instructions at the garage of the house in S. Dudley St. There I received a message that the young lady, whom I had avoided seeing at Folkestone, wished to speak to me the moment I arrived. I was shown into a little sitting-room in the great house, and she came to me almost at once. “My uncle wished me to give you this,” she said, handing me an envelope. “And I wondered” —she raised her eyes to mine—“whether you would care to have a little memento of me. She gave me a picture of herself in a tortoise-shell frame, and I put it into my pocket with the envelope. “I shall never forget that evening." she continued softly. “It was a wonderful jump, w-asn’t it?” “I think. Miss Kindersley,” I said, “that you had better forget as much of the whole affair as you can. BeI iieve me, I am not a creditable ac- | quaintance." “But you might be," she persisted. I “Won’t you try?” I shook my head. “It is too late,” I told her. "I am Ia hunted man today, and shall be to | the end.” \ In these chronicles of my life there | is just one vice, the rice of cowardice, to which I have never had to plead j guilty. Just at this juncture, how- ! ever, the sight of her small white hand stealing out toward me, the lit- | tie quiver of her proud lips, perhaps 1 a faint waft of that perfume of which , I had been dimly conscious on those i four days when she had sat by my ; side, some one of these things or all | of them together gripped at my heart, | filled me with a vague terror of myI self, so that I did the only thing which j seemed possible—l hurried out of the I roqm and out of the house. Mr. Younghusband's face was a plc- ; ture when I visited him next morning at his offices in Lincoln's Inn. I was still in my chauffeur's livery, which, with its visored cap. afforded an excellent disguise, out he recognized my voice at once, and he shook in his chair. "Surely.” he faltered, “this is unwise!” “My friend.” I answered, seating myself at the other side of the table, “it may be unwise but it is necessary. I found a perfectly safe means of getting into England, and now that I am here I want money.” He drew his check-book from the drawer, but I brushed it on one side. “I wfill have a thousand pounds in Bank of England notes," I told him. “and a draft on the Bank of England for the same amount. Send your clerk out for it; then we can talk.” “When you are in London, I never ha<-e a moment free from anxiety,” he complained. I shruggueg my shoulders. “I shall not trouble you much longer,” I promised. “There is another matter to be cleared up, though. In Marseilles I was told that Janet Soale had drawn a large sum of money from you,” “It is utterly false,” the lawyer replied. “She has not even applied for a penny.” I knew the truth then, of course. Louisa was never one to brook a rival. I felt a momentary' compunction when I thought of Janet’s terror In the case at Marseilles. After all, although we had ceased to care for one another, she had been faithful to me after her fashion. “We heard that you were drowned l at Marseilles,” my companion remarked. "It was a narrow escape,” I admitted. “Rimmington and Greyes were both over there, and they got on my track through Janet and Louisa. I had luck that night—and I needed It.” “Why don’t you retire?” the lawyer suggested, leaning across the table. “You have sufficient money, and you are fond of the country. Why not make full use of your wonderful genius for disguise, choose some quiet spot and run no more risks?" “The affair is worth considering,” I admitted. “There are a few little affairs to straighten out first, though." Mr. Younghusband looked at me curiously; then he laid his forefinger upon the copy of the Tithes which he had been studying when I entered the office. “You are interested in tomorrow’s, event, I suppose?” “What event?” I inquired. The lawyer shrugged his shoulders. I could see quite well that he did not believe in my ignorance. “The marriage of your old friend, j Norman Greyes.” I stared across the table inereduI '.ously “I have, indeed, been living out of the world.” I observed. “Whom is he marrying?” “Do you mean to tell me that you do not know?" he demanded “Os course I don’t.” I replied a lit tie irritably. “You seem to forget where I have been for the last four ! months.” "Norman Greyes is marrying the lady whom I have met as Mrs. Stan j field. She calls herself now Janet [ Soale. ”, That was, undoubtedly, one of the

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shocks of my life. I held out my hand for the Times and read the little announcement. “Good!” I said. "I shall attend the reception which I see is being given after the ceremony. It will be interesting to see Norman Greyes’ taste in pearls. I see that he is having his collection strung as a wedding present for his wife.” "If you do. you’re a madman,” the lawyer declared angrily. “Madmen for luck!” I replied.

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OUT OUR WAY—By WILLIAMS

Janet Takes Up the Story It was exactly two months after I had left Marseilles when Norman Greyes walked into my little sittingroom in Smith St., Westminster, where I was busy typing a play for the agency which occasionally sent me work. Before I had got over my surprise at his coming, I felt his arms around me—and every atom of strength leaving my body. The most wonderful moment of my life hs.d arrived!

“When will you marry me, Janet?” he asked a little later on, when he had set me back In my chair and seated himself by my side. “Marry you?” I gasped. “How can you talk of such things?" "Simply because they have to be talked about before they can be undertaken,” he replied. “I look upon you as Michael’s widow, but you have novel) cared for him as you are going to care for me.” (Continued in Our Next Issue)

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the American continent to send delegates to a conference for the consideration of measures to defend what Chief Dominic Two Axe describes a:-, “the inalienable right of the Indians to mind their own business without outside interference.” The principal question for discussion at the conference, which is to bo held at Onondaga 'reservation, New York, June 1, 2 and 3, will be concerning moneys which the Indians claim is owed them by the Unitety

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States Government. The American authorities he said, were trying to give them this money in the form of schools and hospitals, but “that was no good.' * “This is our country,” he continued. “Let the white man pay his rent to his Indian landlords mind his own business, and leave the landlord alone. If we want schools and hosptals w will build and run them ourselves. White men cannot teach what we Indians want to learn, anyhow.”