Indianapolis Times, Volume 44, Number 148, Indianapolis, Marion County, 31 October 1932 — Page 11

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WOIX HERE TODAY STAN BALL acpuws ARPER DELO. tlqibfr kin*, of bavin* men shot who mismpt to check up on bis activities Bali fv* he la makln* a check. ro eaya he will go in person and prcvcntis Upon leaving the office Ball •aves DONA. Delos daughter, from kldnaperr He tells her he Is STANLEY BLACK DUDLEY WINTERS. in love with ■ T>ona. goes with her to Three River* to J rt „ h,r J^ her t 0 * tv P the fight with all Dudley gets a marriage certificate n w * ,lch he hopes to use. Ball is accused of killing a ranger and of wounding Delo from ambush. Do "* „ * t 0 how him the certificate and tell him she 1* married to Dudley to JJ't him to promise to leave. The office is raided of valuable , papers and a posse hesded bv SWEROIN, •"‘lb * timber boss, surround Ball, Dona goea out and Is captured after trying to ahoot Ball. He takea her to a cave. Swergln finds the csve and rescue* Dons. He waits for Ball, who is out. and captures him. Bwergin’s men start a lynching while taking Ball in. Dona stands them off with her gun and frees Ball After hi* new*, Don* promises to marry Dudley. Dona rides out to investigate queer over the ridge. Her horse is shot from under her. She regains consciousness to find Swergln bending over her. accusing Ball of the ■hooting. Dudley has been riding a lot alone and can not be found. Dudley comes in and Dona ask* him to marry her. He stalls. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY * CHAPTER FORTY-ONE THE cow town of Radiant is known to the stragglipg riders who come down out of the hills as the “jumping-off place.” It is a short half day’s ride from the Mexican border and it is close to the rough country on the north and touches the edge of the burning desert on the right. In Radiant no one asks questions of strangers, and the past of each resident is a closed book- The test of a man is his ability to ride and rope. Stan Ball leaned against a plank bar and watched a half dozen Mexicans playing poker with a deck of greasy cards. j|MHe was restless and rather would ■Rave been riding in the hills for p one of the many big outfits near town, but he had not been able to get a job. He had wandered from one cow town to another. Now he had only a few silver dollars left and he would have to find a job. It might as well be Radiant as nny other In the sun-baked country. Stan thought. Frow now on he would have to be within easy riding distance of the border. Stan half turned upon one elbow as the swinging doors of the poolroom creaked open. Few men of j-nterest came into a place like this Tn the daytime, but Stan had reason to look every man over carefully. The man who entered was lank and leathery, a cow hand beyond doubt. He was covered with dust and plainly thirsty. He slapped a dollar on the bar and called for a glass of something cold. The sound of his voice made Stan Jump. With one great stride, •he was at the stranger’s side and had slapped him on the back. The cowboy whirled around and put down his glass with a thump. are you, Malloy?” Stan grasped at his friend’s hand. ‘‘Hot, dried up and mad,’’ Malloy grinned as he recognized Ball. “But darn glad to see you.” ‘‘What brings you down here?” Stan asked. "Well find a corner and I’ll tell you why I dragged over all these miles of half-baked grass land.’’ He led Stan to a table across the room. a a STAN was eager to ask questions, but held his silence and allowed his friend to take his own time. “I just Tame down from Three Rivers.” Malloy’s mouth hardened. •‘There’s a job up there for you.” He looked Stan squarely In the eye. Stan shook his head. ‘‘l'll never tfy) back to Folly Mountain.” “No?” There was a glint in Malloy’s eyes. Stan looked out toward the swing-

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ing doors and his face saddened, but he continued to shake his head. “Then I reckon I’ll have to shoot a man for you.” Malloy spoke slowly. “You came all the way down here to find me?” Stan demanded. nodded. ‘‘And I'd have been on the trail for a month if I hadn’t been trekked in here by accident.” Stan hesitated a minute, then asked: “Wham's up?” “Swergln is raising the devil. Swears you are back.” Malloy leaned an elbow on the table. "The shooting still is going on up there.” Stan's lean jaw shut with a snap. “And I get the blame?” he demanded. Malloy nodded. “Old Asper is a crook or a fool.” Stan shook his head. “I can’t go back,” he said slowly.

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Sour Note Terre haute, ind., oct. 31— Even if there were no Republican factionalism in this community, which is going to work to the detriment of Senator James E Watson, he would be an excellent bet to lose the county, because of the peculiar conditions surrounding a $5,000 note signed by him and made on a defunct bank i Details of this transaction are known widely in this district and serve to bring home to farmers and workers of the district the long record of misrepresentation in the senate by Watson, punctuated by such incidents as his sugar stock deal. The First State bank of Shelburn in Sullivan county, Just south of here, is in receivership. Jessup F. Bolinger, an official of the institution, is serving a term in the state penitentiary for the peculiar ways he had of handling depositors’ money. On Feb. 1, 1925, court records reveal one James E. Watson executed a promissory note for $5,000, payable in nine months to the order of the “Florida Industrial Development Corporation of Tampa, Fla.” Bolinger indorsed the note as treasurer of this high-sounding corporation and put it in his bank to replace $5,000 of the depositors’ savings. a a a On April 29. 1927, when it began to appear that the house of cards was getting shaky, Bolinger removed this note from the bank and substituted for it a forged document of his own, “for the same amount and of no value.” When the bank was declared wrecked, and it was learned that the senior senator’s note was part of the assets, the original Watson promissory note was ordered delivered to the receiver, and this was done. Now here comes the difficulty. It appears from the court record that the receiver was unable to realize from the Florida development company on the note, and that, “on account of acts connected with execution and handling of the said note, and the general transactfbns throughout the country and sentiment toward such transactions and banks” . . . and, because the receiver believes that the result, from litigation in an effort to enforce payment would be doubtful, that the $5,000 note be compromised for $1,650.” The record also sets out that the

“You promised the girl?” Malloy’s eyes were sympathetic. Stan smiled miserably and spread his hands in a helpless gesture. “If I clean up this thing, I have to get the old man into it as well as Swergln.” His hands clinched suddenly. “I should have shot it out with that crook.” "You should have killed him,” Malloy said simply. Stan’s eyes smoldered. * m a MALLOY got to his feet. “I know how you feel, kid. Now I got a hard ride ahead of me.” “Where are you headed for?” Stan asked. “I’m going back to Three Rivers to kill myself a skunk.” Malloy smiled. * Stan caught his friend's arm. “You can't do that. You have nothing at stake, not as much as I have.”

records of Rush county, where Watson resides, were examined and that he “owns no real estate, but owns only a small amount of personal property assessed for taxation at SI,OOO. ‘‘And affiant says that the only property that he has been able to find in said county belonging to said Watson is a few pieces of office furniture and some household goods and kitchen furniture, and affiant says that he believes that it, would be impossible to find in Rush county, Indiana, any property subject to execution, odt of which to pay any judgment that might be obtained against said' James E. Watson.” it it a And because the $1,650 is the highest sum which can be realized from Watson in settlement of the $5,000 note which replaced the savings of farmers and small home owners, it is recommended that the Sullivan circuit court allow such settlement. So that’s the record of the senior senator as far as Sullivan county is concerned—the sugar stock deal may have been a grand joke to “Promising” Jim, but he can’t make the stricken depositors in the defunct bank here laugh off the $5,000 note settled for $1,650.

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ONE of the world’s most- stirring stories of the sea is given fictional form in “Mutiny on the Bourity,” by Charles NordhofT and James Norman Hall. This novel easily can be tanked as one of the best tales of romantic adventure to be written in recent years. The Bounty was a British frigate sent to Tahiti in 1787 to get shoots of the breadfruit tree for transplanting in the West Indies. Its commander was one Lieutenant Bligh, an able seaman, but* a vicious martinet in the matter of discipline. His insane cruelty finally provoked the ship’s company to an open mutiny. Bligh and eighteen others were put adrift in an open boat in midPaciflc. The mutineers then cruised about among the islands looking for a refuge. Most of them settled In Tahiti, where they eventually were captured and taken back to England to be hanged. A few settled on lonely Pitcairn’s Island, where they married island women and established a colony which exists to this day. Bligh and his men, incidentally, traveled 4,000 miles in their lifeboat to the Dutch East Indies and finally got back to England. This novel presents the drama through the eyes of Midshipman Roger Byam, who got qntangled in the mutiny against his will and who escaped hanging by the narrowest of margins. It is a remarkably well-told story’ that the authors have given us; a fine, sympathetic study of Tahitian life in the old days, and a revealing account of Conditions in the British navy in the time of Hood and Nelson. “Mutiny on the Bounty” is offered by Little, Brown <te Cos., at $2.50.

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“11l put a stop to this doublecrossing.” Malloy's eyes were hard. “I have stood by and watched all I can take.” “You’tl do another 'man’s job?” Stan looked Malloy squarely in the eye. “I aim to in this case,” Malloy spoke firmly. Stan gripped Malloy's arm and jerked him around. “How is—the girl?” he asked. Malloy hesitated before he spoke. •‘She’s flue, now.” Something in the lank cow puncher’s eyes made Stan grip Malloys arm savagely. “He hasn’t touched her?” he rasped. “Not yet,” Malloy answered calmly. “And I aim to make sure he don’t.” Suddenly a light of understanding broke over Stan. Malloy cared for Dona even as he cared for her. He was not the man to say so and

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He saw the graceful limbs and the symmetrical body as the naked white savage crouched in the foliage. He saw the unsuspecting antelope come slowly along, downwind. Now a plump young buck camp opposite the giant in ambush.

no one but a man who knew his type would have guessed it. Malloy was willing to do this for her without expecting her to ever know. He dropped the rider's arm awkwardly and his voice softened. “What has he done?” he asked in a voice as smooth as oil. “You are supposed to have shot the roan out from under her. Swergin comes to the rescue. She is lying up there now. still weak and sick.” Malloy’s calm seemed to burst. “Thinking me a skunk who could not keep his word, who would shoot her down from behind I” Stan's' hands closed and his eyes blazed with sudden fury. “The rat!” he gritted. “I figured you should have the first break at him.” Malloy smiled. “But being as you don’t want it, I’ll be more than pleased to do the job.” He turned to face the door.

“And I aim to get there pretty pronto.” a a a STAN laughed a harsh laugh that made the bartender put down a glass nervously and stare at the pair in the corner. "I’m cm my way, feller,” he said, “and when I get to Three Rivers, you can expect action.” Malloy grinned and slapped Stan on the back. “IH trail along with you and see that this is done according to the law and the prophets.” “You better sleep in for a day. I wont be stopping except to feed and rest the mare a bit.” Stan was isure Malloy had ridden steadily in search for him. Malloy rubbed the back of his neck thoughtfully. “My bronc is pretty sore and tire. He'd be apt to slow up a lot,” He faced Stan. I “Got forty bucks?”

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Petrovich's eyes went wild and a scream of terror broke from him at what he next witnessed. He saw the agile beast at his side spring straight for the antelope and heard from those human Ups the hunting roar of a wild beast '

Stan fished out three silver dollars and a couple of quarters. "That is my pile,” he said ruefully. He extended it to Malloy. Malloy shoved the money back. “Thought if you had 40 bucks, I might buy me a fresh ho6s and ride along.” He tried to hide his disappointment under a wide grin. “But you run along. I have jack enough to carry me through, but not enough to buy a horse that would keep up with that black mare.” Stan spoke with genuine regret. “You better get a move on,” Malloy said. “I’ll browse around here for a and then hunt up a bed.” They shook hands silently and parted. Stan hurried out to the town corrals and whistled to the black mare. She came running to him and.he saddled her rapidly.

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Down went the buck. Tarzan and his prisoner had meat. Again they took up the march, doubly frightful to the Red because he knew not where it led. In silence the ape-man prodded his faltering prisoner along. The • third day they reached toe ir destination.

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