Indianapolis Times, Volume 35, Number 190, Indianapolis, Marion County, 22 December 1923 — Page 8

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8K4.1N HERE TODAY Paul Har'.py. <-rimjnal investigator, is onsraged by Sir Charles Abingdon to investigate the reason of the surv "illaiv-e of Sir Charle; by persons unknown to him. While Harley is dining at the Abingdon home Sir Charles falls from his chair in a dying state. Dr. McMur- • loch pronounces death due to heart failure. The last words uttered by Abingdon are Nlccl Brian" and - Fire-Tongue." Harley insists that Sir Charles was poisoned and goes to ask Xicol Brinn the meaning of "Fire-Tongue." Brinn admits that he learned its meaning in India, hut refuses to divulge the secret. Paul investigates the life of Ormut Khan, an Oriental, with whom Phil Abingdon, daughter of Sir Charles, is friendly. NOW GO ON WITH THE STOKY TNALLT. Benson.” said HarI I* I ley. what else did you bring L ! into the room after Sir Charles and I had entered?” “Soup. sir. Here Is the turneen, on the sideboard, and all the soup plates in the service In use that night. Os course, sir, I can’t say which were the actual plates used.” Paul Harley inspected the plates, a set of fine old Dreby ware, and gazed meditatively at the silver ladle. “Did the maid. Jones handle any of these?” he asked. “No. sir”—emphatically. “She was preparing to bring the trout from the kitchen.” “But I saw her In the room.” “She had brought in the fish plates, a sauce boat, and two toast racks, sir. She put them here, on the sideboard. But they were never brought to the table.” “H’m. Has Jones left?” “Yes, sir. She was under notice. But after her rudeness Mrs. Howett packed her off right away. She left the very next day after poor Sir Charles died.” “Where has she gone?” “To a married sister. I believe, until she finds anew job. Mrs. Howett has the address.” At this moment Mrs. Howett entered. bearing a tablecloth and a number of serviettes. “This was the cloth." she said, spreading it out. “but which of the X —i rfrr 1 X): ; "I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING.” SHE SAID SUDDENLY. serviettes w*ere used I can not say.” “Allow me to look.” replied Paul Harley. One by one he began to inspect the serviettes, opening each in turn and examining it riticail^ “What have we here.”' he exclaimed. presently. “Have blackberries been served wi:hin the week, Mrs. Howett?” "We never had them on the table. Mr. Harley. Sir Charles — God j rest him—said they irritated the i stomach. Good gracious!” She turned I to Benson. “How is it I never noticed those stains, and What can have caused them?” The serviette which Paul Harley held outstretched was covered all over with dark purple spots CHAPTER XII The Veil Is Raised Rising from the writing table in the library. Paul Harley crossed to j the mantelpiece and stared long and hungrily at a photograph in a silver frame. So closely did he conecentrate upon it that he induced a sort of auto-hypnosis, so that Phil Abingdon seemed to smile at him sadiy. “Benson.” he called, opening the! library door. As the man came along ; the hall: “I have written a note to ■ Mr. Innes. my secretary.” he explained. “There it Is, on the table. When the district messenger, for whom you telephoned, arrives, give him the parcel and the note. He is to accept no other receipt than that rs Mr. Innes.” “Very good, sir.” Harley took his hat and cane, and ; Henson opened the front door. “Good day, sir,” said the butler. "Good day, Benson." called Harlev. j hurrying out to the waiting cab. :

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‘Number 23t* Huutji Lambeth Road," | he directed the man. Off moved the taxi, and Harley lay back upon the cushion heaving a long The irksome period of inaction was ended. For the moment he must focus upon establishing, beyond query or doubt, the fact that Sir Charles Abingdon had not died from natural causes. / Turning his head, he glanced back at the traffic In the street behind him. His cab was just on the point of turning on to the slope of Vauxhall bridge. And fifty yaids behind, speed- ; ing along the embankment, was i small French car. The features >f j the driver he had no time to observe, i But, peering eagerly through the window, showed the dark face of the passenger. If the following car had turned on to the bridge. Harley might have en tertained a certain doubt. But. mentally putting himself in the puij suer’s place, he imagined himself detected and knew at once exactly what he should do. Since this hypothetical course was aetuallj pursued by the other. Harley's belief was confirmed. Craning his neck, i* saw the littie French car turn abruptly and proceed in the direction of Victoria Station. Instantly he acted. Leaning out of the window he thrust a ten-shilling note into the cabman's hand. “Slow down, but don't puli up,” he directed. “I am going to jump out just as you pass that lorry ahead. Ten verds further on stop. Get down and crank your an gine. and then proceed slowly over the bridge. I shall not want you again.” Asa result, immediately lie was afforded the necessary cover. Harley jumped from the cab. The man reached back and closed the door, p'c | ceeding on his leisurely way. Except ! ing the driver of the lorry, no one I witnessed this eccentric performance. ! and Harley, stepping on to the foot path, quietly joined the stream of pedestrians and strolled slowly along. He presently passed the stationary j cab without giving any sign of recog nition to the dismounted driver. Then. : I minute later the cub overtook him j and was soon lost in the traffic ahead. ; Even as it disappeared another cab went by rapidly. Leaning forward in order to peer through the front window was the dark-faced man whom he had de tected on the Embankment! "Quite correct." murmured Harley. dryly “Exactly what l should have done." The spy. knowing himself diseov- i ered. had abandoned his own car in favor of a pressing taxicab, and in , the latter he Ivid taken up the pursuit. Paul Harley lighted a cigaret. The contest had developed into open warfare. Harley’s accurate knowledge of London had enabled him to locate No. 236 South Lamlieth Road without recourse to a guide. He walked quite openly up the dilapidated steps to the door of No. 236. and was about to seize the dirty iron knocker when the door opened suddenly and a girl came out. She was dressed neatly and wore a pseudo fashionable hat from which a heavy figured veil depended so as almost to hide her features. She was carrying a bulging c.x:e grip secured by a brown leather strap. Seeing Harley on the step, she paused for a moment, then, recovering herself: “Ellen!" she shouted down the dim passageway revealed by the opening of the door. “Somebody to see you.” j

Leaving the door open, she hurried past the visitor with averted f tee. Harley grasped the girl's arm. “One moment. Miss Jone3," he said, quietly. “it is you I am here to see.'*’ He extended his arm to detain her. But she thrust it aside. "My boy’s waiting around the comer!" she said viciously. “Just see what he'll do when T tell him!" “Step inside.'\ repeated Harley. quietlyV “Or accompany me to Ken nington Lane Police Station —whichever you think would he the amusing." / A tired-looking woman carrying a child appeared from somewhere and stared apathetically at Harley. Addressing the angry girl: “Another o' your flames. Polly?” she inquired in a dull voice. “Has he made you change your mind already?” The girl addressed as “Polly" dropped her grip on the floor and. hanging open a door, entered a shabby little sitting room, followed by Harley. “Excuse me, madam, for intruding." said Harley to tlje woman with the baby, “but Polly has some information of use to the police. Oh, don't be alarmed. She has committed no crime. T shall only detain her for a few minutes.” The official manner had its effect. Miss Jones looked sharply across at the speaker. “I haven’t done anything.” she said, sullenly. Paul Harley advanced and stood over her. "What about the trick with the serviettes at Sir Charles Abingdon's?" he asked, speaking the words in slow and deliberate fashion | “Don’t arrest me,” she said. “I'll tell you.” “Good. In the first place, then, where were you going when I came here?” ‘To meet my boy at VauxhaP Station. ” “He has done murder. What u his name?” “My God!” whispered the girl, and her face blanched swiftly. “Mur- ; der! I —l can't tell you his name—“ “You mean you won’t?” She did not answer. “He is a very dark man,” continued Harley, “with black /eyes. He is a Hindu.’ “Yes—yes’ he is a foreigner.” “Where was he going to take j you?" “I don't know. He said he could put me in a good job out of London. We had only ten minutes to catch the train. He’s gone to get the tickets.” "What did you do to the serviettes j on the night Sir Charles died?” i “Sidney—” “Oh. he called himself Sidney, did j he? I isn't his nam. But go on.' to get one of th |

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serviettes, with the ring, and to lend it to him." ( ' “You did this?” “Yes. But he brought it back.” “When?” "The afternoon —” “Before Sir Charles’ death? Yes. Go on What did he tell you to do with this serviette?” (Continued in Our Next Issue)

Are You A Wallflower?

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OUR BOARDING HOUSE—By AHERN

THE OLD HOME TOWN—By STANLEY

Alleged “Penman” Returned A man giving his name as G. Beverly Albright, Kenton, Ohio, is in the Marion County jail today following his return from Ft. Wayne, Ind., where he was traced by Quigley-Hyland operatives after he is alleged to have passed a number of alleged bad checks in Indianapolis.

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THE INDIANAPOLIS TIMES

BANK ARRANGING LOAN ! Union Trust Citi|>an.v Successful Bidder to Furnish State Funds. The Union Trust Company of Indianapolis today is preparing to loan the State $2,500,00 for six months. The State board of finance accepted Friday the company’s bid of 4.80 per cent, although State Auditor Robert ! Bracken moved acceptance of a 4.71 | per cent, bid from the F. S. Mosely j Company of Boston, which came by j wire. The Fletofier Savings and Trust I Company of Indianapolis bid 5 per | cent on $1,250,000 and offered a pro- • mium of $1,033.30. The Reserve Life | insurance Company of Indianapolis bid 5 per cent on $200,000. POOL TO START JAN. 1 Pooling of shipments of furniture front Indiana by the Indianapolis Fur- ; niture Manufacturers’ Association i will begin Jan. 1, Charles P. Thonip- | son, in charge of the shipments, anj nounced today. Campbell Heads Culver Club Leonard L. Campbell is the new 1 a trident of the Indianapolis Culver Club. Other officers: George Hilgemeier, vice president: Clifford Arick Ift, secretary treasurer, and Charles Becker and. William Higgins, memers of the executive committee. Motion pictures of activities at Culver Military Academy were showr Friday night before Indianapolis :lumn‘ at the Claypool.

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HOOSIER BRIEFS

The Hancock County grand jury 1 adjourned recently to give the jurors a chance to finish gathering their com crop. Kokomo's population is 35,363, according to anew city directory. This Is an increase of 5,296 over the Federal census of 1920. A pair of glasses with celluloid frames, probably saved the eyesight of Robert Harris, Bartholomew County farmer when a lighting plant exploded. The frame was melted from around the glass. The death toll of the Ft. Wayne typhoid fever malady has reached fifteen. The last death was that of Miss Gertrude Hoeick, 29, who was to have wed immediately following the holidays. Under the auspfees of the Chamber of Commerce and the county Sunday school association three hundred Crawfordsville children will sing carols Christmas evening around a, large tree erected in the courthouse yard. Tn* Lippencott glass factory at Alexandria has resumed operations. The sum of $43,850 of the requested loan of $50,000 being subscribed by citizens to insure operation. Twenty-five thousand pounds of dynamite moved 100 tons of rock for the Louisville Cement Con§.?sny at

OUT OUR WAY—By WILLIAMS

FRECKLES AND IHS FRIENDS—By BLOSSER

Milltown. The charge cost the company $25,000, officials say. The blast area was a limestone ridge equaj to a city block in length and to a sixstory building in height. John H. Schaefer has been chosen 1924 president of the Columbus Chamber of Commerce. Sim Houtz is new president of the Wells County Farm Bureau. Others recently elected are Clem Rook, vice president: Seth Snyder, secretary, and Rufus Decker, treasurer. Game Association Reorganized By United Press ROCKVILLE, Ind., Dec. 22.—Reorganization of the Parke County Fish and Game Association has been effected here. George W. Mannfeld, superintendent of the fish and game division of the State department of conservation, spoke at the meeting. Officers elected are: Edward Beatty, president; Robert McNorton, vice president, and Leighton Hunnicutt, secretary-treasurer. The Rev. O’Connor Addresses Club “The church of God must always do the work of charity if she is to be true to the test as His church,” asserted the Rev. Maurice O’Connor, director of Catholic charities of Indianapolis, before the Knights of Columbus Luncheon Club at the Spink-Arms Friday.

SATURDAYS DEC. 22, 1923

—By ALLMAN

PROFFERED BRIBE FAILS Two Caught in Signal Violation —Police Report Liquor Found. Two men giving names of Hugh Berry and William Cambren. Muncie, Ind., are in the city priron today following their arrest late Friday. They had twenty gallons of liquor in their automobile, police said. They disregarded a traffic signal at Washington St. and Capitol Ave. and were caught by Tralficman Viles after he had chased them a block. The men attempted to bribe the officer, police say. POLICE SEEK GARY GTRE A telegram from Horace JohnsonGary, Ind., asks aid of Indianapolis police in locating Miss Ellien Gandy, thought to be in this city. The telegram states that her mother is ill. Louis Schomber, 56, of 2114 Ashland Ave.. was reported missing from the home of his daughter, Esther Schomber, since Friday. He was wearing I dark clothes, gray soft hat and a dark overcoat. State Deposits Returned The State has received $9,000, the first payment of the $90,000 State deposit from the Discount and Deposit State Bank of Kentland, which closed during revelations of the McCray financial entanglement. Governor McCray was former president of the bank.