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+ “But I'aMways liked to follow the

‘ aware of any one else in the car.

+ know there was anybody but the

Marcia Canfield. “Where's the fire?” The policeman swore. “You got + lo get out!” he cried. “I got to

were too excited to think|of danger.

- _|tling with a ferocious-looking ‘ion. He had always wondered what this

. out—if only they reached a stretch . of pavement free of ice.

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BY ROBERT DICKSON (Copyright, 1936, NEA Service. Inc.) | BEGIN HERE TODAY Mareia Canfield, daughter of wealthy Philip Canfield, knows the neighborhood is buzzing with gossip over the disappearance of Frank Kendrick, whose engagement to Marcia has been announced. Since his disappearance, a shortage in Kendrick's funds has been discovered. With her friends, Helen Waddell, and others, Marcia is in a restaurant when there is a holdup. Marcia loses a 1ing that was her mother’s. ° Learning ¥rank is in Chicage, Mareia goes there to persuade him to return and face his financial obligations, but, before) she reaches him, Frank disappears again. Tony Stellicel . suspeets his brother, Carlo, |of being involved in the holdup, and finds some of the leot in Carle's home. Tony returns Mareia's ring, tells police what he knows of the holdups, but Carlo escapes. Bruce McDougall, artist, comes to make his home in the town. Dorothy Osborn, who dislikes Marcia, invites him to dinner. Carle, in New York, becomes desperate for money and returns to his criminal associates. They attempt to rob the bank, but the alarm is given. McDougall sees the holdup, cries out to Dorothy to start the ear. The robbers escape. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY

CHAPTER NINETEEN

OROTHY OSBORN stopped her car within a hundred yards of the bank and looked back. A crowd was gathering, milling futilely about the bank's doors and peering down the side street through which the bandits had fled. ~ Firing the last cartridge in his pistol after the vague shape of the robbers’ car, the policeman who had responded to the alarm shouted an order to the crowd in general to call for reinforcements from the station house, and then looked wildly around for a car to give chase. "A limousine was approaching from the direction of the railroad station and the officer jumped into its path, gesturing commandingly. | McDougall, having met Mrs. Osborn at the door of the store in which she had been shopping, had just escorted her to her own car when the commandeered limousine rushed past, the policeman winding down the window of the door at his side and reaching in his belt for more cartridges. " “Let's go after them!” cried Dorothy excitedly.

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JY OSBORNE surprised McDougall by assenting eagerly, and they scrambled into the old car, the artist vainly warning them that there were bandits and gunplay ahead. ’

fire | engines,” Mrs. Osborn said simply, .and appeared to think she had explained everything. In the commandeered car the policeman was shouting, directions to a uniformed chauffeur. - “Straight down to Shore Road!” he yelled. “They headed down Hillview Avenue, sotXhey got to come out on Shore Rogd, Keep her rolling!” Some one leaned forward from the cavernous depths of the back seat. | = “What's happened.” The policeman had not even been

Now he glanced back. “Blue blazes!” he cried. “I didn’t

driver!” “What's happened?” Philip Canfield repeated impatiently. “The lady—!” the policeman be-

: ® 8 = “ ONT mind the lady,” said

commandeer the car, but you got to I'm chasing bank robbers!” “Keep her rolling; Tommy!’ Marcia echoed to the chauffeur. . Already the car had swung into Shore-rd, where the black waters of the Sound were a comntras border to the snow-cev-ered land. A quarter of a mile away, running without lights but visible in the glow. of the street lamps, an automobile was speeding away from the town.

| ® = =» “PEPNHAT'S them!” shouted the policeman. His pistol was over passengers were already

e sill; the

of the policeman and |chauffeyr,

car would do if freed of arbitrary traffic laws and owner’s restrictions. Now, with the connivance of both ‘ owner and the law, he would find

It was a wild ride on that pave-

ment. The pursuing car did not seem to be gaining, but it did not appear to be losing, either. Obviously,

ey’d gone into a spin! d and through the crust the shoulder. But their

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two automobiles ahead on Shore Road, and Dorothy, her mother and McDougall came upon the wreck a full two minutes later. < ‘Dorothy pointed the car off the road, so that its headlights glared upon the giant scratch across the snow and the crusheg machine at the end of ‘it. before she stopped and was running toward the other car. 8 = = NE door in the twisted frame refused to open; he jeried at another and reached in, slowly, gently, pulling out a man. A man who was still. : Dorothy was beside him as he dragged off his overcoat and placed the man upon it, in the snow. She helped him as he reached again into the car, bringing out another man, and her own coat went down for him. And yet again, and this time -McDougall straightened up with Marcia in his arms and staggered, with white face, toward the Osborn car in the road. At sight of the ‘two: ‘cars, one wrecked and the other turned with its lights on the spot, another machine, rating from town, slowed up,

tossed from -the: Canfield car was on his feet again and waved it ahead, with shouted .directions. It was a police car, taking up the chase.

Other cars now were streamin

along Shore .Road, and it was al

McDougall was out |.

but the policeman who had been |

brief matter to flag two of them to carry Philip Canfield and the chauffeur back to the town. Dorothy started her own car; McDougall, in the back seat, held Marcia in his arms, = ” n J HE street lamps, flashing ing) 4 projected his image to Dorothy at ‘intervals through the rear view. mirror—not clearly, but well enough. The old car heroically thrashed is way. . . " The policeman had walked over to the bundle in the road and dragged it aside. I Carlo Stellicci, with a bullet in his head, had paid for his error in planning, and for cravenly fearing disaster in greater speed along that ice-covered road toward . freedom. : . Returning from troubled dreams, Marcia Canfield’s first confused thoughts were of hurtling down to crash in a field of white. |For uncounted moments she went through again the experience of landing in an airplane on a snew-covered farm, and then she remembered the more recent experience of being tossed off a road in a careening automobile.

the white of snow, but a room entirely white. A glaring room, which before she could identify it, was lost again .in a black mist. -

(To Be Continued)

OR the fifth time that morning, I saw Lee Peebles at the office

washstand, washing his hands. After a careful inspection of each finger for any hint of germ-producing grime, he joined Jane Davis in the

open street doorway. Jane, absorbed in certain activities in the lot next to the movie theater across the street, didn't seem to notice him. Lee's open but unreciprocated worship of Jane was very amusing to the office force. I was the only one who conceded him a chance. I knew that Jane was fond of him, and that it was only her current admiration of the superman type, as exemplified by Atlas Strongwell of the movies, that made Lee’s case seem hopeless. ‘Lee hardly came under the strong, silent classification. . He stood for a moment as if awed by the tricks the sun was playing in Jane's reddish hair. “Gosh, you're beautiful, Jane!” he murmured. My desk being close to the door, I couldn't help overhearing. Even Jane was susceptible to such open admiration. She smiled. “I'm glad you think so, Lee.”

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“JANE . .. Why—won't—I mean, don’t you think you could ever change your mind apout—me?” “Please, let's not go into that again,” she said impatiently. “I told you I like you, but that’s all.

You should know why.” He flushed. “Because I'm not making enough money?” “No. Because you haven’t the spirit to ask for what's coming to you.” Jane was suddenly earnest. “Why,. Lee, you do niore work and get less credit than any one in this office.” “You think I'm afraid of the bess, don’t you?” he demanded. °

“The boss and germs.” Jane

laughed. “If you'd wosn a& path |. to his office instead of to the washstand. . . .”

Lee muttered, “You pick up all kinds of germs from dirt on your hands. . . . Let up on that, won't you? Why can’t you—" “Mice are out of my line, Lee,” she interrupted. As if this concluded the matter, she turned and again stared across the street. “What do you suppose they're go-

MOUSE VERSUS LION

By William H. Pears Daily Short Story .

stood as if chained, directly in the path of the advancing monster.

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HEN Lee went into action. He had been washing his hands,

as usual, when the lion entered, and had leaped up onto the basin, Now, he soared miraculously to ones of

the lights suspended by chains frem the ceiling. He hung there. The lion crouched beneath him, as if making ready to spring on the help-" less Jane. : Then—Lee dropped. Hard leather heels caught th® animal squarely on top of its huge head and, for an instant, I thought it was all up with Lee. pa The lion, however, disconcerted by this attack from above, wheeled and trotted back out through the door. In a few minutes, it had been captured. : Pg A wilted office force, recovering, pounded Lee Peebles on: the back and marveled at his heroism. ? ” 2s, 0»

ATER, he and Jane’ started out to lunch together. There was a new look in Jane's eyes—one formerly reserved for the redoutable Strongwell. ° Presently, however, Lee came hurrying back. I grabbed him as he passed my desk. “Where are you going?” “After a raise,” he ‘said proudly. “Jane and I—well, I may need it in a few months.” . “Listen, hero,” I said, in a low voice, “you’d better rinse off your hands first.” I. winked at him. He seemed to wilt. “You're. not going to tell?” he pleaded in a whisper. ) I clapped him on the back. “Forget it, son. No one but the two of us will ever know you might have been hanging from that light-yet if it hadn't been for the soap suds on your hands!” :

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ing to put in that big cage?” ” ” ” HE cage referred to was stand‘ing in the lot next to the movie theater. On the front of ihe theater, in big letters, was the announcement: NEXT WEEK—ATLAS STRONGWELL IN “KING OF THE JUNGLE.”

A poster showed a massive young man, clad in a leopard skin, wres-

Lee said gloomily, “Some sort of publicity ‘- stunt for Strongwell’s picture, I suppose. I'll bet that’s the sort of man you'd go for.” He paused, then added, “The big mug.” That was the worst thing he could have said. Jane's blue eyes frosted. “He's not a mug. Why, he risks his life in every picture. I can just see you wrestling with a lion.” : “Bet he uses a double,” Lee snorted. Jane started to retort, but before she could do so, Lee turned suddenlv and hurried back to his desk. I saw why. The boss was coming down the street. Jane brazenly continued her sunbath, bestowing on the old man a smile that made him forget she was wasting time. He passed

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Jane finally returned to her deskys : Sea. : JPRESENTLY. 1 heard 8 commo. tion across the street and looked lot next to the theater, and & number of men. were engaged in ihe

complicated process of transferring, a huge lion from. the truck into the

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