Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 30 June 1938 — Page 20

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CAST OF CHARACTERS JOSEPH SANDHAM-—hero; he thought he was on top of the world until he smacked into KELLY ARCHER—heroine; she thought she was headed for the altar until she smacked into ED, the WEASEL —ganster; he thought he fas headed somewhere, too, but affairs somehow got mixed up. _. 3 = Yesterday: State police, after the ehicken-catehing episode, direct Joe to drive on ehen another station tunes in!

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| CHAPTER SEVEN |

LL during the festivites State | Trooper Danzig had held his | peace. But his eyes, little darting | eves, had been studying the charm- | ing countenance of Ed the Weasel. Now, as Mr. McFee ordered the | car to move on, State Trooper | Danzig cleared his throat. | “Just & minute,” said State | Trooper Danzig. | Mr. McFee wheeled upon him. He | was anxious to get rid of the occu-

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pants of the auto. They were people who had witnessed his disgrace and degradation at the hands of Mr. Callahan; people who had known him “when.” As such, unreasonably, he objected to them, “Well, what now?” he demanded | testily,

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State Trooper Danzig, an obstinate man, pointed to Ed the Weasel. | “I've seen that guy before,” he | stated positively. { “Oh, you have, have you?” said | State Trooper McFee. “So what?” State Trooper Danzig scratched | his head. “I can’t remember where I've seen him,” he said. “But I know it was somewheres.” ‘ 3 \

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“Well, gosh,” said State Trooper McFee, who was fed to the teeth by now, “that don’t get us no place. . 0 ] You've seen him, but you can't re- : g 1s { - ; - Y member where. What are we sup- ert BE Sar wife 2 SE ANp CanDELL, posed to do, bust out cryin’? For GO TO WORK AT ONCE / | SWELL -THANKS Pete's sake, Danzig, snap out of it. A ry A MILLION! mor We can’t stand here all night.” 7 Wy “I know,” persisted Mr. Danzig, | “that his face is familiar, He's— he’s a dip of some kind.” “Who, me?” said Ed the weasel, | in a perish-the-thought tone. Kelly Archer opened her mouth. | That, however, was as far as she | got. The hard thing which the| weasel had been pressing against | her back shifted suddenly to her | K side. It remained there, warningly, painfully. State Trooper McFee had had about enough. In his opinion, Mr. | § Danzig was gibbering. RANE ail Coop he said. “The devil wind “Ol Wi dear, you should have been here when the arden was at its TWERE, DADDY, “I think” said State Trooper | eight—sweet peas, pansies and the most BEAUTIFUL onions! BO YOU FEEL i BETTER?

Danzig, “that we'd ought to search he ae» E GRIN AND BEAR IT By Lichty | | SN Upon him Mr. McFee bent eyes bright with annovance. “Danzig,” he said, “vou're a fool. Just because vou think vou've seen a mug in some cooler or other, vou want to search him. Why, gee.” he spread his hands—"vou ain't got no proof. You ain't go no warrant, You you ain't got nothin’. You're just goin’ on a hunch. And that"—Mu. McFee pursed his lips severely— | XN

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Trooper Danzig lamely. “Hereafter,” McFee sternly, fool suggestions. suggestions from you, ask for em.” “Okay,” said State Trooper Danzig. Then, with a flash of the old fire: “But he still looks like a dip | to me.” | Mr. McFee decided to close the meeting. He looked at Joe and ex- | tended a portentous finger in the direction of Albany. “Proceed,” he commanded grand- | ly,

said State Trooper | “don't make no When I want Danzig, I'll

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~ » » R. SANDHAM stepped on the gas and the car rattled away into the night. For a long time there was silence, broken only by one vast sigh of relief from Ed the Weasel. That dignitary, aloof in the rear, was mopping his brow with a handkerchief. Joe Sandham chuckled. “Boy,” he said, “I'll bet you were sweating picket fences back there.” “Aw,” said the Weasel deprecatingly, “I wasn't scairt much.” “No? Suppose they'd searched you?” | “Dey wouldn’ of found nuttin'.” “Not very much. Just a couple of gats and $20,000. Which, forgive me for saying so, but which would have looked just a little phony on a guy like you.” “Lissen,” said the Weasel, “I ain't go dumb.” “I never said you were,” Joe dis- | claimed hastily. “An’ if you don’ believe me,” went | on the Weasel, developing his point, “stop da car a minnit an’ I'll show you somepin.” Wonderingly, Joe obeyed. The | 3 ; . = Weasel reached into the depths of \ . _— : hy = a i a large, corrugated-paper candy | yl - | Wer — T i case. Somehow he had managed to ; break open the top of the case sur- | reptitiously and from it he now drew a revolver. Hefting this in his left | hand, he reached down again and | produced its mate. “Dere,” he said, with satisfaction. “Now wot youse tink? Didn't I | tell youse dey wouldn’ of found nut- | tin’ on me?” Kelly looked at him blankly. “But the guns couldn't have heen ! in that box all the time,” she ob- | jected. “You had one of them jammed into my ribs till I thought it would stab me.” | “Dat wuz me finger, lady,” chor- | tled the Weasel. “Haw! Haw!”

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“Y could kill you,” Kelly said savagely. “You wouldn’ do dat, would! you?” said the Weasel, in mock alarm. He gestured at Joe with one of the guns. “An’ now, sonny, pass me back me 20 grand.”

Joe jumped. “Your 20 grand? | SCC/E7Y 7OR, Wh-what are you talking about? | 4 zo 5 oy Ed

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“Sure, you have,” said the Weasel we - delightedly. “In yer right hand : coat pocket. I put it dere meself.” | hand it to you, Weasel. You sure| “Thanks.” said Joe dryly. Joe reached into his pocket. His S!iPPed that wad into my’ pocket | Kelly was readjusting the blanfumbling hand touched something | neatly.” | ket behind her shoulders. | alien. In amazement he drew it out.| “I ain't lost me touch none,” said | “Well,” she said, “I must thank | It-was a packet of bank notes se-|the Weasel complacently. ‘you, Mr. Weasel, for a very enter- |

cured by a rubber band. “But wh id v »» | taining evening.” | “Well, I'll be damned,” he said. wheit did You put it there?” | “The Weasel grinned. He was! In 1893

Joe asked. “I swear I never felt it.” | | " easel r “ y feeling vastl leased with him- | The Weas reached for the Soon as I lamped dem bulls,” ex- | self g yp . i POLK'S +BEST

money. lained the Weasel. “An’ ro ”» “Dat bull back dere had da dope,” oi) me ey a ie oon, I Doi mention 8, lady,” he said | he said. “I'm a dip, all right. "Least | figgered if dey soiched anybody. it'd | Magnanimously. “Don” mention it. Ihusta wuz ‘fore I seen dey wuz |be me. Thught mebbe dey'd leave T more dough in crackin’ cribs.” you alond ‘Cause you got class, | an’ (To. Be Cdgtinued) Joe laughed. “Well, I'll have to young fella. See?” « is am characters in

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