Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 13 December 1937 — Page 20

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ROBERT BARRY—Hero, explorer. MELISSA LANE — Heroine, . Barry's

party. HADES JONES — Pioneer: member of Barry's party. Yesterday—Having satisfied the curiosity of the strange people, Bob and Me- ‘ Jissa obtain a guide and begin their return journey back through the cavern.

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

INCE they had slipped away in the dawn that morning, Mary Melissa and Bob had been gone six days. They weren't sure of that until later, but “Bob estimated that they had. been gone anywhere from four to eight days; he just couldn’t say exactly how long they had first been in the cave, so harrowing were those dark hours. It is almost miraculous that Hades Jones didn’t find them in all that time. Left to his own inclinations he, no doubt,

cave entrance and started a search. But Hades was past 70 years of age. Climbing 600 feet of assorted ladders and precarious toe holds was not exactly easy, and he realized it. Not that he couldn’t do it—oh, no! But it would be best to have a good reason. # iH 8

B- didn’t worry much ‘until the

third day, in fact. He had the |

rather vague note that Bob had left. Honey Bee assured him that Bob ahd ‘Lissa had departed in the direction opposite the cliff. The main worry for Hades was the fact that the absent ones had not taken their horses. Where could they be going on foot, for so long? There wasn’t anywhere to go, that he could figure. Furthermore, why couldn’t he find their trail? Two days had passed before ‘he thought to look for tracks, and wind had blown considerably in the meantime. Hades once was an expert trailer, but blowing dry sand soon erases tracks and a trailer is forced to detect such difficult signs as broken grass, shoe marks on rocks, bent twigs in brush. This is very hard to do in desert regions. Hades circled the camp a half mile or so out, but he could pick up no * likely signs. He came -back and questioned Honey Bee.

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OU say they never said where they was going to?” “Bawb say they go away, us to wait.”. Honey Bee insisted. o “But where to, damn it?” She shook her head. “I wish I could say,” the Indian girl declared,

better climb up there'n look. They mighta got hurt or something.” Hades leaned back to stare at the ‘high cliff castle, Scott Holliman had squatted, cowboy fashion, within hearing ‘of this conversation, and now he took part for the first time. “Ain’t you already been up there, cookie? Didn't I see you up on them ladders last night?” Holliman addressed Honey Bee. The girl nodded. She had indeed gone up. Most of the way, but not quite all, She had been mooning about the matter, meditating over the absence of the man she loved. The thought of his taking her rival angered her in the first place, and his prolonged absence with ‘Lissa was beg to drive Honey Bee into brooding jealousy. But Bob had commanded her fo silence about the new cave. He was her man, she must obey. She had thought of all these things as she climbed. She had faith’ ge his ability to take care of himself—what harm could befall wn man and woman, adequateequipped with water, food, a lantern, spare candles, everything? ~ She had no belief in “ghosts” and such yarns. And she had an Indian’s patience; she could wait. “Waal, ef you already been up there to look, that settles that,” Hades ruled. “They've slipped off some’ers.” He shook his old head, confused at the strange -turn of events, . ® ® OLLIMAN went on with the work he was hired to do, building first permanent pole frames for the tents, making tables, chairs, a fireplace, then assisting Hades Jones to build a/corral. He was a plodder type unless something stimulated him into extraneous action. He did talk once to Honey Bee Girl about his deal with her concerning Mary Melissa. But Honey Bee was not inclined to discuss it. She was surly. Things had gotten ‘out of hand. All three of them were, in fact, getting anxious, intouchy, as days passed. . And Holliman may have noted that Hades was absent part of the time, but they didn’t bother. The old man, as a matter of fact, was “cutting trail.” walked, inspecting, every ravine, every coyote track, every possible place for signs of the missing ones. It bothered him that, 8 could pick up no track. ; 8 = 8 N the fifth day of Bob’s and

off steam” as he would have put it. Scott Holliman, lucky to be alive, - must-have had a long and tiresome - walk back to civilization, but 40-odd miles wouldn’t kill him. n after sunup on the sixth day,

would have climbed | to. Defiance Castle, found the inner |

He rode and hel

an intense hatred anew for Mary Me ’

lissa. “He would not have been lost, but for her,” Honey Bee told herself. She lighted the lantern, after a quick inspection of the castle rooms. Tt burned evenly, brightly. . She entered the darkness, quickly saw the ‘chalked arrows: Bob’ marking his and ’Lissa’s. trail.

saw the shriveled human body in its niche too, paused a moment to study it. Death! “Death would take ‘the white girl out of the way,” Honey Bee was thinking. On the Indian’s cotntenance,. as she stool there, came a strange somehow savage expression.

(To Be Contirtued)

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NIGHT BEAT—By Alics L. Miller

ort Story

FFICER TIM MOONEY surveyed himself proudly in the mirror. Every brass button shone; every crease was perfect, not a wrinkle anywhere. Undoubtedly he was the neatest man on the force; also the newest.

scrutnized the back of himself, already getting into the habit of never overlooking the smallest detail. On the beat a week now and not a break on his record. Not a thief or a burglar or even a pickpocket had crossed his path. That was the kind of officer the force needed, a brave, intrepid man whose very presence kept the bad element away. A last stroke of the comb, a final swish of the shoe brush and Tim marched his straight broad shoulders through the door to report for his seventh night of duty.

To him his heat meant more than merely a job. The manly duty of upholding the law and order was a noble calling. ” ” 8 HE chief’s home was in his district, and as he neared it strange ideas filtered through his head. Why the others shunned this beat he could not understand. Why, it fairly threw opportunity in your pathway. Suppose some night the chief’s house caught fire and the brave officer on the beat rescued all those inside; suppose murky flood waters menaced the neighborhood and Tim Mooney was the one to rescue the chief; and there was always the constant danger of prowlers. This would merit higher promotion than the others—to face a dangerous man, risk his life. He might even get a bullet wound or two. No, 'Tim just couldn't understand these old-timers literally shoving such opportunities into the path of a new man. Well, Tim Mooney was not so dumb as they thought. He was going to watch and take advantage of everything that came his way.

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IRECTLY in front of the chief’s house now he glanced up and was suddenly aware that the dim. light that had shone in the upper hall the previous six nights was not there. Everything was still and dark. Tim listened for a moment, then, as his flashlight pierced the darkness, began tiptoeing around the house.

But that was a foolish thing to do, make a target of himself. He turned off the light, waited again for his eyes to become accustomed to the darkness, then proceeded stealthily around to the back. All quiet yet, and not the faintest glimmer of light shone from anywhere within. Then carefully on around to the other side, and suddenly Tim’s heart stood still—for there at the side door a heavy dark figure Jas bent over unkering with the oc The cold steel of Tim's gun was instantly in the fellows back, while his stern voice commanded, “Up with your hands and march ahead of me!’ The hands went slowly up, but the person whose back was pressed by the muzzle. of his gun could feel the quiver that betrayed Tim’s nerves.

Mind Your Manners

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 ~make your ons a topic of conversation? 2. What is the meaning of “Hors d’ oeuvres?” 3. Is the person who butters a whole hot biscuit instead of . one bite at a time breaking a rule of etiquet? 4. Should more than one kind of food be taken on the fork at one time? - 5. Is it good manners to eat a meal in silence when you are with others?

. What would you do if—-

y A. Pay off the obligation?" B. Ignore the obligation? | 'C. Be so cool to him that he Will realize how you feel?

He raised the hand-mirror and|”

? whim tried onc key, then another.”

“New on the force, aren’t you?” he queried under his breath. «Yes, hut that won’t make it any easier for you.” “Haven't had time to get acquainted with the chief yet, have you?” the man continued in a mat-ter-of-fact voice. ” 2 2 . a ONT worry, I'll get acquainted with him when I turn you in for trying to break into his house.” Then ‘with a suddenness that made hin start, the figures in front of Tim whirled about and sputtered, “You new men on the force make me sick! A man can't even get into his own house without: you butting in just kecause you don’t have time to know your chief!” Tim was thankful for the darkness that hid the crimson flush fast spreading down to his neck. He could have sworn the chief was taller and thinner. His first penalty for not being more observing when he had been in the chief’s office. “Sorry, sir,” he said, putting the gun away, “Live been in your office but once, an r—here in the darkness it’s a little difficult to see.” Then he offered. politely, “Shall I—a —help ybu unlock the door?” ; The chief dangled a bunch of keys and muttered, “Seems I've every key but the right one. Don’t see how.I could have misplaced my house key.” He kept trying key after key, and Tim kept watching with respectfil silence. 8 8 =» : HE . chief was getting nervous. Tirn was getting nervous. - “I have some skeleton keys,” he offered. “Shall I try them?” The chief looked up,’greatly relieved. “I'd be mighty glad if you would.” Tim tried one key, then another, and still another with no success. “The kifichen window!” he said with sudden inspiration. “If I bend over, you can stand on my back and crawl through it!” ‘Lock:d,” lamented the chief. “Take my stick—here—I'll' show you hovy to break it without making much noise.” Tim got on his hands and knees while the chief stood on his back. He was even heavier than he appeared, and Tim’s back was near the breaking point when ‘the glass finally gave way in subdued little crackles and he hoisted hig burden into the darkened interior. The kitchen light flashed on, the chief called out, “Everything fine, thanks for the help.”

tinued on his way. He could not have gone in if he had been invited. Already he was 10 or 15 minutes laie on his rounds, and anyway he could get better acquainted with Chief Durkin in the morning. He cerfainly intended to. = = ”

URE enough, on his last call in, just before quitting time he was told to report at the office before going home. The chief certainly was prompt. He hadn't expected anything quite so soon. Oh, well, the chief probably appreciated havinz an alert young man on his beat. ae officer in charge admitted

“Chief Durkin wants to see me?” Tim inquired. “Nav,” grunted Officer Murphy, who didn’t like rookies anyway, “But I'm sure he does. I'm Mooney, the patrolman in_his district. I think it's a personal matter. win you tell him I'm here?” Murphy looked at him disgustedly. “The chief is out of town, but if you're Mooney I sent for you. The night man had a message for you and forgot to give it to you. Durkin left yesterday morning for Buffalo and wants you to keep an eye on his house for a few days while he's away. Gosh, man what's the matter'?—7ou look sick. If you're worryim; akout that, you can stop right ; NOW; no one on earth could break Sse Special locks he has‘on. all his oors.!’

THE END (i Copyright. 1937 '

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—By Al Capp

IVE GOTTA eer eT MOM WORKS HARD TO GIVE ME AN HK EDUCATION! SHE NEVER COMPLAINS, SN BUTI know. SHE'S NEARLY /

@ (1 uEARD HER UP LATE 2 | LAST NIGHT, AND WHEN T GOT OUT OF BED TO SEE WHAT WAS WRONG, SHE TRIED © HIDE SOME LARD, SHE

NUTTY, EVERY REAL MOTHER THINKS HER BOY IS GREAT ENOUGH “TO BE PRESIDENT SOME DAY, AND “THEY ALL DO THEIR BEST TO PROVE THEMSELVES WORTHY OF BEING A PRESIDENTS MOTHER !

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12-5 Cope. 1937

“Frankly, gentlemen, this peace scare has me worried!”

Benneventa, has never been defi-

nitely determinéd. Some authorities

|. are inclined to place it somewhere

on the southwest coast of Britain,

| Dota Tog ir Dn others as stoutly maintain it was in the north,

while ‘others place it. on the Severn

Q—Daes the United States Govown ‘any property in

A-Tt owns the’ Consulate at 8 site in Shanghal; in Mukden, Man

p ia butiding. site ; chur, and the Bmbasey at Peping

earth to the surface of the body, or from the center of the earth to the center of the body? A—The observations are made at the earth’s surface, but in the calculations the distances are from

‘center to center. Nearly all astro‘nomical data are either geocentric (relative to earth’s center) pr heliocentric (relative to the sun's center).

Q—Where was the Immigrant BuSi on Ellis was. established. A—At Castle Garden, now circular ‘building of the New

int New York before

YOUR HEALTH

By Dr. Morris Fishbein American Medical Journal Editor

HE nervous system includes not only the brain and the spinal

‘icolumn, but .also all of the nerves

which carry sensations and which gid in the motion of the muscles. Moreover, there is an associated nervous mechanism which is greatly concerned in the activities of the involuntary organs whose activities must go on constantly. Influences ‘of varicus kinds affect the nervous

| system, such as material coming to

the nervous tissues by way of the

blood, activities of secretions of various glands, and tion and absorption of food. Conditions affecting the nervous system are generally, classified as of two _types—those which affect the actions of the body and those which affect the mind. ‘In order to determine the- extent

{ |to which the nervous system is in-

volved, intricate and detailed examinations are made not only of the

blood and of other secretions, but | {usually of the spinal fluid as well. | | Pupils of the eyes are examined,’ the senses of smell and taste are

studied, nature of the. speech is in-

‘vestigated and tests are made of : movement of individual muscles.

e Rhysician will make a comiy study of the diet since certain

{dietary deficiencies are promptly re-

vealed by disturbances in the nervous system. a : 8 ” 8 or | OME portions of the nervous: system act voluntarily and others involuntarily. In order to determine the extent to which “the various actions are disturbed the

‘doctor makes a study of the re-

flexes, one of these, for example,

being the knee jerk.

When the doctor taps the front ot tie patience knits, thers is an the nervous

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