Indianapolis Times, Volume 45, Number 187, Indianapolis, Marion County, 15 December 1933 — Page 37

DEC. 15, 1933.

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BY LOU WEDEMAR f Copy right, 1933, by The Time*) Editor's Note The narrative, Black Hawk,” a thrilling story of life in Indianapolis, is purely fiction and its leading characters exist only in the author's imagination. a a a SYNOms BUck H*** *ho*e sien 1* the winged death* je<l. demand* evacuation of cen’rai Ind;ar.a He ha* bombed the postoffice and attempted to deitrov union station Rotor* Martvne. -sealthv Indianapolis major of ‘h* military in’eillaence. *- *uu>ed to the rate, i, tn love with Ava Br*rr, Ava. at hes father * in*!*tenc,e, - e*rott,r(| ‘o Lionel SR George indlanapoli* scientist Mr lireen dlsanpear*. Hi* bodv 1* found in White river with a note In hi* pociect from Black Hawk. When Black Hawk threaten* to dt rov thr Fall creek bridges. Major Martvne goe* ip in a plan* and drive* the ott*ckr off In a night machine gun battle Bob and Ara are kidnaped. CHAPTER TWENTY -ONE 'Continued THE disappearance of Bob Martyne head of the forces arrayed against Black Hawk caused a sensation In Indianapolis. Those who knew what* had happened to him were not at liberty to explain, and not until the newspaper reporters did .some shrewd guessing was his absence generally noticed. Brhind the scenes there was a growing disposition to negotiate with Black Hawk—to compromise with him! Big. black headlines rold Wilfred Beaumont that shortly after Bob had been with him he had vanished. On the Circle Beaumont stood watching the pigeons. There must have been 200 of them, descended for their noon meal, pfovided by the anomalous Indianapolis persons v.hn preferred such charity. Most of them were active—strutting on the sidewalk, and dodging j only when a pedeestrian closely endangered them. One or two splashed in the fountain. But there was one pigeon that acted differently from the others. Although Beaumont had not expected exactly what was about to happen, his heart leaped when he saw the bird flutter to the sidewalk. It acted as if it were doped, or dying. ( “Slow poison!” Beaumont commented to himself He went toward the pigeon. 808 BEFORE he reached it, a slender, lithe youth was beside him. Beaumont and he looked at each other, and both pretended disinterest. “Sick, I guess,”' said Beaumont. The other made a guttural sound and, looking around quickly, stopped over to pick up the bird. The pigeon did not move, and the man was able to take it without difficulty. “Give it to me!” Beaumont said determinedly. The other made no reply, and startl'd walking rapidly away. Beaumont. too weak to try to hold him, shouted at the passersby: “Stop that man!” People looked at him and the other. "He’s a pigeon thief!” Beaumont I shouted. Before the man with the bird could get away he was surrounded by twenty or thirty citizens, muttering angrily. A policeman approached. Beaumont was in the forefront of the threatening group. To the policeman he said. “This man killed that bird and is trying to steal it!” The policeman, drawing his club, faced the stranger. “Hand that bird over here,” he said, “and come with me!” "The bird's dead.' said someone. “I’ll take care of it." he offeredThe policeman, taking the bird from the man who had it, gave it to Beaumont. “Take it to a chiro—to a doctor or

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veterinary, will you?” he said. “You have a kind face. Meanwhile I’ll run this mugg in.” a a a Beaumont got out of the crowd as fast as he could. On his wav to the postoffice, he found on the pigeon's leg what he had hoped to find—a small squib of rolled paper If only Black Hawk had counted on the bird being found, unnoticed, by the Whisperer! The message might not be in code. He went to Bob’s office and found Sergeant Brown. He told him*what had happened, and at the sergeant's incredulous snort he held out the paper “I haven t even unrolled it,’ he said. | They read it together. “Tamaka Indianapolis 3 p. m.” ■ was the printed message. “Not in code. That's funny,” said Brown ' “Those words would be hard to ! translate into a foreign language,” put In Beaumont. “Tamaka, you know, refers to Ava.” Brown demanded: “How do you know?”; Beaumont replied. "I just figured it out.” | Brown called Wilson and McHugh. A few minutes Later a guard had been set on all roads entering In- ! diaoapolls. a a a EVERY car was searched carefully. Beaumont went down to the Road i 31 blockade. State police regarded him suspiciously, but an agent from i the Federal building whispered something to them and they nodded understands Beaumont wondered what he had said. Finally, it was Beaumont who found Ava. A beer truck was stopped for rou- j tine examination. All the papers were in order, and the cargo seemed as it should be. The driver was about to go when 1 Beaumont, who had been sniffing around the back, halted him. “Did you stop anywhere between j Louisville and here?” Beaumont asked. “Why, yes. A funny thing happened. A fellow in police uniform stopped us on a road where it was j kind of deserted, and made us gc into a barn, wjiere he questioned us. Then he let us go.” “Was there time for them to take off one of your barrels?” “Yes, but they're all there.” b b a THEY might have substituted another,” Beaumont said. “Anyway, there’s one peculiar barrel on the back end. I’ve drunk a lot of beer in my time, but this is the first time I ever met any beer ! that smelled of violets!” In the barrel, bound and gagged, they found Ava Breen. “Black Hawk's men would have stopped you before you got to your destination, and changed barrels again,” Beaumont said. “Gentlemen, I’m glad to have been of service.” a a a AVA was told, as soon as she had recovered her composure, j of Bob’s disappearance. She was | taken to her home, and Dr. St. I George met her before she reached I the door. “I want to offer to do anything I I can to help you,” he said, taking her hand. “I’m sorry about all this. If you had only gone away when I suggested it!” "It’s terrible. Lionel!” Ava eried. “I told Black Hawk about Bob's notebook—the one that has military | information in it! And now they've j got, him!” Lionel St. George looked at her with a strange expression. (To Be Continued)

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Though he did not understand why his companions wished to remain with the dying elephant, Tarzan uttered a word of command. The wounded creature rose painfully to Its feet and started off in an opposite direction to which the herd were going.

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Another word of command, and Jean's elephant deserted the vanishing herd and turned to follow his wounded comrade. Slowly the two swung through the teeming jungle. Taraan was silent, making no attempt to guide the dying creature. At last it came to a sloping pathway.

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Back in the pygmies’ village all was desolation. Only one small elephant tarried behind the herd. Being young and frolicsome he was lingering to make sport of the last dwarfs, pulling one from his riding place and yanking another from a tree trunk.

—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

Suddenly his ears pricked up. Desisting from his pranks, the elephant ambled to a mass of wreckage from which came plaintive squeals and partly stifled chattering. Using his trunk, Tantor nosed aside the tangled, fallen mass and out, unharmed, came Chita, the monkey.

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