Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 28 June 1938 — Page 16

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SERIAL STORY— HOLD EVERYTHING By Clyde Lewis | OUR BOARDING HOUSE By Will | y hams

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Honeymoon | [27] Siow eelone me 7 x g 5 FINN WINGS WITHIN THEM- / i” EL 777 S77 77 SENTIMENT PONT MIX TO EDITORS THAT HOLL By Edwin Rutt : it \ SELVES, THL 3, WE REDUCE nef WELL == T'VE FOUND TH HIGH PRICES ERE - ¢/ 7 RESISTANCE, GIVING MORE |,» ven! anv MAN CAN WALK arouT OViES Whe co Dk CAST OF CHARACTERS , _n : 4 | POWER FOR SPEED wan UNDER A THUNDER STORM, AND =- SAY, I'D perreR JOSEPH SANDHAM—hers: he thought 0) y 2 \ HAW] FANCY TRAVELING BUT IT TAKES A SOOD i I SHUT UP! | NW 2000 mies AN HOURS > MAN TO WALK OVER ‘EM | Ii | :

he was on top of the world until he —— : # smacked inte = 3 2 { : ’ Nt >: | ) A /

KELLY ARCHER — heroine: she | thought she was headed for the altar until she smacked inte ED, THE WEASEL — gangster; he thought he was headed somewhere, loo, but affairs somehow got mixed up.

Yesterday: The Weasel heads Joe | and Kelly northward and breaks the news that he will hold them until he is safe out of the U. S. A,

CHAPTER FIVE

HE Ford had been approaching a sizable bend in the highway | and Mr. Sandham, engrossed in his fascinating conversation with the Weasel, was hogging the road a | er X 6 r % little. But as a roadhogger Mr. \ a \ i } i A 7A 34 ALL Sandham was just a piker com- | ; f 4 ¥ 1s ZA gf pared to Mr. Antcnio Giuseppe | ; ZA a Tarantino, late of the wrong side of | F the tracks in Genoa, Italy. | aE i —— _ - Mr. Antonio Giuseppe Tarantino & = SEE TO 4 ti Ho og harge of truck carrving a | Jo : : : 1 } Z ho RR 11 / / nad charge of «truck earring 8 | (URE RT RR ASAI = N WY Getty mmm me ce : tined for the markets of New York | __ . g 6-28 ~ < , ¥. REG. U, 8. PAT. OFF UEL WORLD City. Even in the third Seaae Be uses ie complain about growing pains, . As he approached the bend, Mr. a Ways Lous ey were in his legs. PD ~P- HOW COME go A ~* THEY DECIDED T/COME BY TRAIN! | "A LVL AFTER DAWN, FOLKS ‘ROUN’ “TWARN'T NO SENSE Tarantino's rendition of “II Tro- YO' KEEPS ACALLIN lS LONESOME. POLECAT BRIDGE. HEERD TH!| [| A-LOOKIN' ) vatore” was just ending. But he FLAPPER FANNY By Sylvi ME. A “ORPHIN" P- &F N | | LIMITED A- ‘ ) OQ FS ‘EM J y Sylvia : iA ? ITED A-COMIN’ THROLIGH-SUDDENLY was artist enough to know that A :GULP--ORPHIN EYE, y 2 “THAR WAS A TURRIBLE CRASH - a good singer always gives a song HAINT GOT NO : SY! S S | WHEN TH CROWD GOT THAR ALL

the full works on the final notes. | : = wherefore Mr. Taraniino threw ; / rind NOR back his head, opened his mouth | ) -. ’ JUNCTION terrifyingly and gave “Il Trova- | i ? / tore” all he had. His truck ca-| reened around the curve almost in the middle of the road. | Joe Sandham perceived this | Juggernaut roaring down upon him a fraction of a second before Mr, Tarantino became aware of) the danger. He swerved the Ford | sharply to the right. A split instant later Antonio Giuseppe Tarantino got wise to himself. | “Il Trovatore” died unfinished on his lips. A short babbled prayer to his gods replaced it. With a : quick heave he swung his wheel, | \ “TA SORRY TO HAVE . VEAN, : also to the right. \ \ \) LACED YOU UNDER. O3L!- HAVE MOREY, oU ACANST VOL), ME. CAR" DON'T TALK LIKE THAT, SAY, MISTER. = IF YOU) CONFOUND THAT \ \ / GATION TO ME, BUT IT CAN GET AWAY T YOU), MR, CAR LILY=T'M REALLY SORRY COULD DO THAT, I'D GLY CARDELL ... HE'S ££ 9 : \ / SEEMED THE ONLY WAY AND DEAD BROKE 1 FoR Yor IM SoM Io BE YOUR PAL FOR. GOING TO GET ME IN HERE followed five separate 23 AN WR 1 COULD MEET you a CFUNNY, IST IT? ¢ SK BEN TO GIVE YOU aR A JAM YET? events of more or less import- “ . ance. (1) The Ford delivery truck operated by Mr. Joseph Sandham darted gaily off the road, nuzzled its front fender against a telegraph pole and stopped. (2) The truck piloted doubtfully by Mr. Antonio Giuseppe Tarantino, sometime Genoese, did a kind of ponderous version of the Big Apple off the other side of the road, crashed // / > : Ringe Vi against a low stone wall and lan- - 1 PR = 7 ni] | / guished there. (3) Three crates of | [ly ERS | 4 ; 4 hi = . ; 4 14%] a} live chickens of the Rhode Island : | \ “5% ol 7 i D K) ZZ m [ A Red variety fell off the back of Mr. | n [&: : oe ou ; Z7 yok Vo fle Tarantino's truck and broke open. | — WOAT CONFOUNDED SWAP J AHS (4) Miss Kelly Archer woke up with | “It's a special delivery from Chuck at camp! But he only had eleven | BELL AT THIS ar a i FN? ii N DBO Sat NY cOTIA a forgivable start. (5) Ed the Wea- | cents, so he sent a postcard.” : Dery . -_ \_ SEE CAROL |MMEDIATELY A TEETER . .

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through the semi-gloom, The poul- 2 & : ’ / =F try stood embattled behind him, 2 gy \ NT Z 7 : 3 PLACE WHERE AT THE STATIN glucking in warlike fashion. Mr WE CET OFF? J \ aE os © me Tarantino's bright eves swept over / : < Kelly and Joe in the front seat, decided that thev looked refined and, consequently, safe to bawl out. He spoke. “Hey,” said Mr. Tarantino, loudly and menacingly, “wotta you t'ink dees ees, a tracka da race? You busta my truck and I losa da chicks. Wassa matta vou, hey?” “Aw nuts,” said Joe, who was growing fed up with things generally. A “Nutsa, hey?” he shouted. “Well, N \ y — AN "AH — 3 A . RR X 3 5 PE BS TM REG. U.8. PAT. OFF.

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nutsa to you. Now I tella you some- 4 3 sing. You pay for da chicks or I : og ] Sah TH — busta da nose. Eef I...” ¥ A Ri ERNE MARY 168 SURE Si ‘ Tm ELE, u Xe He stopped short. A terrible | A ¥ x: (1°VE i sv ap TO As TLRBY SEE THEY Are SO yf I TANK MARY 1S countenance had suddenly poked ; FE ) To sTAY TO . i. [ e+eW DELIVER. : PRoud WHEN I FIX itself over Mr. Sandham's left Z A DINNER <= M|EHT ING GROCERIES, PA TAR TABLE UP Nice / shoulder and was staring down at Copr. 1938 by United Feature Syndiesls, joe - il TL Soo AND i Nou HER noY FRIEND ]/] / ASK HIM To him with basilisk eyes. To Mr.| ) / 7 > ! / DINNER Tiis Tarantino the visage looked like Men are so changeable. A month ago I was crazy about Bill—now / something which might have ap- | I can’t see him at all!” peared in the dead of night after | an excess of spaghetti and red wine. | THIS CURIOUS WOR illi “Sacramento.” ejaculated Antonio LD By William Ferguson Giuseppe, and crossed himself : —_— Pd CHT For half a minute the Weasel / . drilled Mr. Tarantino with eves like LATITLDE OF Then | NEW YORK,

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warnin’, see? Lay off n dis rough | \ ; stuff and lay off'n it snappy. 'Fore | SEVERAL MAR, AR 1T A Your ROT Tw 2 TA I come out dete an’ paste you all FOURS S08 To KEEP AN EYE 7S ND TE SN NE a over New York State ON WORACE 2 3 NR : Faced with unexpected opposi- U Re TY / Lm (15 PRESSE, SN 7 ; tion a good general knows how to! y VLE, NA change his tectics to meet the new: situation, Mr. Tarantino proceeded | to qualify as a good general. From one of bluster and ferocity, his mien became almost servile. “Wotta I do?” he inquired of the world at large. “I driva da truck to Noo Yorka lika dees.” He | made a motion as if his hands held |

a steering wheel. “I ama happy. I oT AS singa da song. An’ den, lika da ACTS AS A RUDDER IN \ . \ . light’, comes—boom! Deesa guy Meg i, AS A Braker vA tl / & = = runa me down. An’ da chicks, all ! LIGHTINGS AND AS \ / \ \\ = / : ova hell” As he spoke he pointed | A BALANCES WHEN EK THE FATE OF CRABTREE BOYS-- IF ANYONE H Cm : \ - ERE BOYS-- NEVER THOUGHT VERY an accusing finger at Joe, but his CERCHING. : ae CORNERS WiLL DEPEND UPON THINKS ME couLp po A I'D ADMIT THIS --- BUT WHOLE TOWN'S BACK I AN TOMB REE DOWN, SLATS? THE FISTS AND FIGHTING HEART BETTER JOB FOR SLATS SCRAPPLE ONCET | | 0’ YOU # - WIN SS,

eyes swept the rock-ribbed face of : east Seafthing Jor Syl be & 2 OF ONE MAN | SUGGEST THAT J} CRABTREE CORNERS-- J} W == J WHALED THE DAYLIGHT a CAL MAN BE SLATS 'M WILLIN’ T/STEP ourh Me AnD There | | SEE

pathy. : ; “Well, that’s a hot one,” Joe said. SCRAPPLE! . OUTSIDE AND BE SHOWN! ) AIN'T ANOTHER MAN IN EA / TOWN COULD EVER DO

“picture me running him down. I : kad all I could do to miss his in- ! \ fernal truck. He was square in the FROM MARCH 4. | A V4 $= / ; A middle of the road.” 18&6!, UNTIL THE y PR We 7 gE : EYE DAH oA (AS ST “Sure, he wuz,” said the Weasel EATH OF . 2 NE Lib ull oo < Eh yr <5 NT WTRERE Fe g =f ALL RIGHT

udicially. JR ! «Of course,” said Kelly, making JOHN TYLER. | A - of ‘ DSS 0) any ae WITH US” ft unanimous. N. 18, 8&2, DR : SA RB &- 0 | ES ANP: +3 F

Mr. Tarantino perceived that the ERE opposition was arraigned solidly | TH WERE

against him. He began to plead. upeesa guy I worka for,” he said. oF “Heesa one tough mug. He maka THE UNITED STATES. me pay for da chicks, so sure like COPR. 1938 BY NEA SERVICE, INC. hell.” : Z «you pay?” he urged, wheedlingly. | - et i Fra ed ia “I won't pay you a damn cent’| “You ain't gettin outa dis car to around them. A moving light ap- | — -

poared the Weasel. catch no chickens, he grumbled. | peared around b “Whyn't he catch his damn | “Start her up, you Joe fella, an’ | Rrrother, And end the foe. | bg : ghickens, 'stead of standin here|make it snappy. An’ as fer you, roared. An authoritative voice | @ chewin’ da fat. Fer two cents, | you thick-headed Dago, beat it.” shouted something unintelligible MADE FROM Id . Obediently Joe kicked the starter.| The next instant that section of | Ri An exclamation from [Kelly| The Ford coughed. Joe backed it|the Albany road was crawling with | CALIFORNIA stopped him. abl ‘ carefully away from the telegraph |state troopers. y - “There's a brilliant idea,” she |pole, — : ; ; ORANGES ed. “We'll all get out and help| And then, very suddenly, a shrill (To Be Continued) < ‘ | E :

catch his chickens.” whistle pidced the blackness | (All events. names and Witioers in (his

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