Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 2 October 1937 — Page 14
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CAST OF CHARACTERS PRISCILLA PIERCE—heroine, woman attorney. AMY KERR—Cilly’s roommate and ° murderer’s victim. JIM KERRIGAN—Cilly’s finance. HARRY HUTCHINS—Amy’s strange visitor. 3 a? . _ SERGT. DOLAN—officer assigned to solve the murder of Amy Kerr,
young
Yesterday: Sergt. Dolan staggers ~ Cilly when he reveals that out in Blue- - fields, Utah, Jim’s father is serving 10 Years in prison for theft.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN ILLY grasped the arms of her chair; she leaned forward, her eyes dilated. Fier “ “What did you say, Sergeant?” “You heard me, Miss Pierce. I said that Kerrigan's father—and incidentally his name isn't Kerrigan —is serving a 10-year sentence out in Bluefields, Utah; for the theft of $50,000 worth of bank securities.” “I don’t believe it!” x Sergt. Dolan’s eyes softened. He felt a little sorry for the girl. It was obvious that her surprise was genuine. Pretty tough for.her, to have her best friend killed by her - sweetheart. Ses “I'm sorry, Miss Pierce,” he said. “It’s the truth. We've checked pretty thoroughly today with Bluefields.” “You've made a terrible mistake somewhere, Sergt. Dolan,” Cilly per- - sisted, her voice trembling. “You've been misled by that timetable in Amy’s bag. Jim doesn’t come from Utah—he’s from Chicagq.” . “That’s what he told you.”
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gILLY realized that Jim had never actually told her where he came from; she had merely assumed that Chicago was his native city. : “It didn’t matter where he came from . . .” she murmured absently. “Of course not. So it was all right for him to lead you to believe that he came from Chicago. He probably considered the fact that his father was in jail :reason enough to deceive you. You might not have liked him so well if he told you the: truth.” “I would have understood . . . but it’s all so wrong. You've been checking on the wrong man. I'm sure you have, Sergeant.”
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HE tried to make her ‘ words forceful, but she slumped hack in her chair, a look of defeat’ in her eyes. It couldn't be true, it simply couldn't! Yet there was so much she didn’t understand. Jim’s - hasty trip to Utah, for example. And his oft-repeated cry: “Oh, Cilly, if I could only marry you now! You'll wait for me, won't you? Youll believe in me, no matter what?” You'll believe in me, no matter what! Cilly sat up tall in her chair; she squared her shoulders. She did believe in Jim, no matter what! If this were true about his father, it was no fault of Jim's. She believed in him! * She held her chin a little higher as she looked into Sergt. Dolan’s eyes. : 8 » 8 a HAT if this is true?” she demanded. “What if Jim Kerrigan’s father is in jail? He did not want to tell me because I would be unhappy about it, naturally. But what has it to do with the murder of Amy Kerr? fy Miss Pierce, plenty. It provides the motive for the killing. “How?” - «amy Kerr knew all about the old - man. Kerrigan didn’t want her to tell you. He slipped her that note, asking her to meet him on the roof. Perhaps he tried to make her promise to keep her mouth shut. But she was fond of you; she didn’t want to see you tied to the wrong sort of man. So she refused. And then— well, you know the rest.” “No, I don’t, Sergt. Dolan.” Cilly’s dark eyes flashed. “I don't know the rest. I don’t know how Jim got down from the roof after he—after Amy was killed. But don’t tell me now that you think I hid him in my apartment until after you left.” “No, Miss Pierce,” he said,: “I won't tell you that. Frankly, I don’t believe you did. But somebody did. Let’s suppose it was the person who threw away those Bluefields newse
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® = = iene ILLY thought of that, and felt C just a little ill. Instead. of helping Jim, she had aided Dolan in building a tighter case. ; “If we find out,” Dolan went on, “that this Wheeler woman has really skipped, it might be weil to look into her past. She might be the connecting link. Meanwhile,
let's get back to this Kerrigan- |. It’s not a pretty. pic-
Kerr case. © ture.” Shin Cilly listened apathetically. . “As I told you, Kerrigan's. not the gentleman’s right name. . His name is also Kerr; he and:Amy Kerr were first cousins—" “Cousins?” Cilly interrupted in surprise. Jim and Amy cousins? Then that explained the recognition in Amy's eyes when. Cilly introduced Jim to her. That explained Jim’s note to her. . He had surmised all along that the Amy Kerr who lived with Cilly might be his own cousin. And: Amy, dear loyal soul, knowing the secret of his father, pretended not to know it. Except, of course, that she couldn’t have hidden ‘the happiness in her eyes at seeing’ him, or the friendly spirit that linked them unconsciously: If this were true, then, the very idea of Jim harming Amy" was utterly ridiculous. , .. :
” 8 0» “PP \HEIR fathers,” Dolan went on, “were natives of Interlaken, N. H,, as was Aunt. Harriet. James Allen Kerr went West many years ago. He found a job in a bank, married and settled down. Things went pretty nicely for him; in time
he was made vice -pregident of the
Bluefields National Bank. He had one son, James Allen Kerr Jr, whom ‘you know as Jim Kerrigan. Out in Bluefields, he was known by» his middle name—as Allan Kerr.” That was the reason, Cilly realized, why Amy didn’t recognize the name of Jim Kerrigan. Dolan continued: 3 “For many years the elder Kerr. enjoyed a pretty good reputation ~ in Bluefields. Then along came the depression and he was hit hard. Lost his home, I understand, and of his stock holdings. What
his son. Apparently he idolized the boy. At any rate, an -opportunity came along to pick up $50,000 in negotiable bank securities, and he
victed. They never found the securities, but shortly after the old man went to jail, young Kerr—or
in- Utah believe that he has the him.”
” ” ” B ILLY shook her head dully. “The story isn’t true,” she insisted. “There’s a catch somewhere. Granted all you say is true —that this Mr. Kerr is Jim's father
—it wouldn't be the Jim Kerrigan;
T know to run away and leave him. I'd never believe that!” . “He did, nevertheless. Oh, what's the use, Miss Pierce? I admire your loyalty to the fellow, but you've got to face the facts. And the fact is that he skipped wtih $50,000 which his father stole.” : “That may be a fact to you,” Cilly said firmly. “We'll grant that this Allan Kerr did just that. But you haven't proved that Jim Kerrigan is Allan Kerr—not by any means.” . : “I may be wrong, Miss Pierce. But I don’t think so. It all fits together too perfectly. Kerrigan knew Amy Kerr, or he wouldn't have asked her
to meet. him alone on the roof. You
can understand that. If it were just a case of his meeting her for the first time and being attracted to her, there were a dozen ways he could have arranged to meet her again. It wasn’t that. They knew each other. They were pretty close to each other. x. .8. “ MY’'S parents, by the way, . died some years ago. Aunt Harriet raised her. When the old lady died, Amy went West to live
took them. - He was tried and con-.
.Kerrigan—disappeared. The police
money, and they're still looking for’
Kerr, isn't it?”
with her uncle and this young cousin. I guess Kerr—or Kerrigan— was mighty glad to see her. She was his only link with Bluefields, and he wanted to hear what had happened’ since his departure. It was a natural gesture for ‘him to suggest a meeting up on the roof ‘where they could talk privately. What . happened later may have been the madness of a moment.
‘The young man, according to re- ‘| ports, has a pretty violent temper.
He flew into rages at his father’s trial—had to be removed bodily from the courtroom on more than one occasion. “I'm convinced Kerrigan is young Kerr. Even the similarity in names is striking. He registered at his hotel as James A. Kerrigan. That's an easy change from James A.
: 8 8 nn « A MERE coincidence,” Cilly said doggedly. “It doesn’t. prove that they are the same.” :
Dolan reached for the telephone. “Give me Higgins,” he ordered.
‘Then: “Say, Higgins, have you got
those photographs yet—those Kerr pictures they were rushing from Utah? O. K.” Send me down a proof, will you?” = Ten minutes later, he was handing them over the desk to -Cilly. “Here are the pictures of James Allan Kerr and his son,” he said, “Is this your Jim Kerrigan?” - Cilly held out a trembling hand for them. She stared at the picture of the younger man, and as she did so, her heart contracted. The picture in her hand was a perfect likeress of Jim Kerrigan! And the older
man, his father, was the one whose |
photo Amy had carried in her locket!
(To Be Continued)
STRANDED—By
Daily Short Story
Herbert Swope
EHIND the grim face of the floods that swept the Ohio and Mississippi River valleys, many strange and exciting things occurred, naturally, but few took on more local color than the plight of Joe Valentine, department store owner, and Adaline Moore, lingerie counter sales girl.
Of course, it had been ‘taken for granted. The city of Paducah fully expected that the:-Ohio would overflow its banks just as it did last season, but according to all calculations, the flood crest would come tomorrow morning—and today was Saturday. i At 4:30 the store manager had said to Valentine: “I know what they calculate and all that, but I think we should close shop an hour earlier,” and he continued, “see Joe, the water's coming down Main St. and over there it’s more'n three feet deep now.” “Do as you like, Bing, but I'm staying.” i “And I'm going,” said Bing with finality. ” ” » T 5:30 Miss Mooré found herself alone with a shipment of newly arrived lingerie—that is, she thought she was alone. She had shown some of the goods to a late cystomer, and that had taken time. Mr. Valentine, on the other hand, was deeply engrossed in invoices, stock reports and-an income tax rePosy that needed immediate attenon. i es - When the employees left the store, they had found the.water not three feet deep, but it was about two feet deep on the Main St. side. . At 5:45 they both came out of the store just in time to see the last automobile drive away. But then the water was waist deep, although the two were high and dry on the top step of the store entrance. tJ » ” “ I, there, young fellow, don’t forget us on the next trip,” shouted Valentine at the top of his voice. “Are you sure they heard you?” asked Adaline timidly. Fifteen minutes passed, half an hour, and then an hour. The flood waters were rushing by in a torrent, lapping’ the step on which they stood—and now rising in the first floor. It was obvious - that they could not be rescued now, come what may. Adaline ventured a sidelong glance
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Test your knowledge of correct social usage by answering the following questions, then checking against the authoritative answers below: ? 1. Is it good manners to stretch’ your arms at the table? 2. When you are a guest at a good sized dinner is it permissible to change the place cards. around to suit yourself, if you can do’ it without the knowledge of the persons in charge? 3. Should a ‘hostess keep Sating: as long as her guests do : 4. Is it permissible - to help yourself with your own silver from a serving dish? : 5. Into how many pieces should you break your bread?
- What would you do if— .- You want to express your’ appreciation to a friend for a good meal which she has pre(A) “I'm filled to the brim?” (B) “1 won't be able to eat another bite for a . week?” SR (C)- “It was a delicious meal. 3 I enjoyed it immensely?” : » ”» 2
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at him at the very instant that he happened to be stealing one at her. As if released by the breaking of a taut string, both of them laughed heartily. They were trapped and joke or no joke, it was up to them
to make the best of it. .
“Now Mr. Valentine what will we do?” Adaline asked. “Higher . ground young lady — higher ground is the only solution to this mess,” he declared and drew her quickly back into the staircase leading to the second floor of ‘the building. / ” ® 2
PSTAIRS they tried the telephone but it wasn’t working. A moment later the store lights' went out. Joe shuffled about a little in the dark, then finally struck a match. “Sit tight, girl,” he commanded. After a few minutes he returned with a bundle of candles. “As long as were marooned here we might as well find a more comfortable place,” he suggested. “How about the furniture department?” ~ “Much too stuffy,” Adaline vetoed, “And besides I get sleepy when I see those large sofas.” . “H-m-m. Let me think.” A féw minutes later they were in the sports department, movin baseball bats, tennis rackets an bicycles to make a comfortable clear-
ing. - Joe appointed himself chief of ordnance and food provision—and
head of the home guard. He gar-|
nered a huge assortment of cans, including caviar, pickles (both sweet and sour), cheese, olives, sardines, canned cherries, peaches, pancake flour (two kinds), eggs, ham and dried beef—a fireless cooker, fruit, cakes and mixed candy in a 10pound pail. Los 3 » » 2 T= supper proved to be one of the most enjoyable and strangest meals they had ever eaten anywhere. On this, they both commented and agreed. After the meal the problem of dishwashing was
broached and disputed, but neither side won. “We'll cut for it,” ventured Valentine, producing a deck of cards. “The one that gets the lowest card must do the honors.” Adaline drew an ace. Valentine shrugged. He cut with great ceremony. Again it was an ace. “That settles it,” he said. “Neither of us will wash them.” He walked to the window and threw them into the eddying torreni. “From now on we will use paper plates. Never liked crockeryware anyway, especially brown ware.” . From the game counter they had produced” a plethora of parlor amusements. They played checkers, dominos, parchesi—and even tried a hand at marbles. a “Let’s think up a way to have a campfire,” said. Adaline; “that would
| be in-good taste, I think.”
: a. 8.0 ; “4 NYAMPFIRE? That's easy,” said Valentine. He found a giant flashlight and covered it with red tissue paper and put it under a pile of sticks. The illusion was perfect. fer music?” he suggested. og “Okay, but it’s more fun to make our own,” said Adaline, “and I'l ging.” 3 The music department was on the same floor. After examining many
| instruments they decided on a har-
monica, that being the only thing the “leader” could play. They sang all the older songs they could remember. - The warmth from the fire seemed real, and the lingerie counter girl and the store executive, who had been so far apart heretofore, would know each other forever. : * » » »
| 7J"WO days later, a radio operated
by a battery, told them that the ‘flood would last two days longer. The flood refugees played the ping pong part of the morning. Later, the executive took her to the indoor golf driving range, and gave
‘her a few lessons. After luncheon,
they delved into the book department. 3
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#” “\ A ELL,” he said reflectively. “It “isn’t often a store is struck “What do you mean
by two?” Adaline asked anxiously. : “Why, the one we caused jon our foraging expeditions. There isn't a counter in this store we haven't touched,” he said. ; “Oh yes there is. What about the jewelry counter?” she ventured. On the following day, cleanup men; geting through for the first
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WHEN WE GET IN “THAT MUD, WE'LL ALL LOOK ALIKE! You SPOT FRECK, &VEN | | Ho HE IS ON OUR SIDE, AND WE'LL WORK HIM OVER'
— SATURDAY, OCT. 2, 1997 FLAPPER FANNY
“All right, smarty—now let’s see how good you are on i. those bird calls.”
—By Al Capp
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COVER YOURSELF WITH MUD AS SOON AS YOU CAN, AND HE WON'T KNOW WHO You ARE ! AND WHATEVER WE DO TO HIM, I HOPE IT'S NOTHING TRIVIAL ! LETS GO!
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YOUR HEALTH
By Dr. Morris Fishbéin : American Medical Journal Editor TILL another. form of cancer is J that developing in moles on the | skin. An expert who examined the hodies of thousands of people after death estimates that there are six moles for every human being. The chances that a mole will become a cancer and cause death are, therefore, thousands to one. However, cases are on record in which moles have suddenly developed the characteristic of malignant growth, eventually becoming cancers and causing death. A mole on the neck may be rubbed repeatedly by a stiff collar. A mole near the waist in women may be constantly rubbed by a girdle. A mole on the inner side of a thigh or near the rectum may be irritated by the usual physiological actions of the human being. ' Moles in these places.should be
are being irritated.
mole may be likely to cause trouble are bleeding, increase in size, sudden increase in prominence on the surface of the skin and enlargement of glands about: the mole, 8 2 ” x LEEDING on any portion of the 1D body is a dangerous sign and should be investigated as to its cause. : If a mole is situated in any part of the body where it is likely to be irritated or if it shows the slightest signs of irritation, it is not well to “just skip it.” : . Nor is it well to attempt to treat it by the usual home methods. Many people who try to treat themselves when they discover an irritation or bleeding in the mole will apply a caustic of some sort or some irritating ‘antiseptic. The result is to stimulate e mole to grow
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- by examination under a , that the mole does not aracteristic of cancer. So They Say I'll be awfully glad to see father,
| I'm nearly broke.—John Roosevelt,
youngest son of the President, returning from Europe.
carefully watched and examined] regularly to see whether or not they |
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