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CAST OF CHARACTERS MYRNA DOMBEY—Heroine. Wife of the sensational swing band leader. ROBERT TAIT — Hero. Newspaper photographer—detective. ANNE LESTER—Mpyrna’s closest friend. DANNIE FEELEY—Officer assigned {o investigate Ludden Dombey’s murder.

Yesterday — The newspaper ad Tait ‘runs is answered. A messenger brings the answer to Tait's rooms. Feverishly, he wonders if it contains Myraa’'s freedom, solves the murder.

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ANNIE FEELEY, his long, oldfashioned nightgown trailing beneath a battered bathrobe, opened his front door and blinked at Bob Tait. “Dannie—I've found the musician we’re looking for!” “George Weeks? Your crazy!” upe Tait grinned Skevedly: Maybe Ed Sot IeSE BY MEA SERIE ° ir Go, » (; & 1 was crazy enough to play my COPR. 1938 BY NEA SERVICE, - b NN \ = m i maa hunch and put that ad in the Per- “Ya mean to say ya wouldn't pay 16 bucks for a job that | NS ; SERVIC FM. REC. U. re ) - BORN RTY YEARS TOO SOON cho 980. u. 8 PAT. ove, sonals column. And I got this.” retailed at $3800?” : Bewildered Feeley read the letI Sl can write 2 song| FLAPPER FANNY By Sylvia " .- similar to the one you mention in a Br . \ your classified item in the paper. a : FA 4 ) bs L 1 THEN Ray et = x A A Fo AFTER | In fact, I can tell you some things NCY : OOK y 4 ASAHA : about that song which may surprise GOOCH-= Bi Ay ILL

I ? ATCH you. If you want to talk to me I 3 : T ERONE A UNE will be in the lobby of the Pacific-| ; eo FO’ MAH FELLA. Wy quae Pu" THE 7 574 odds; x 5a A ah he Plaza Hotel at 3 o'clock toriorrow. | A &° : i : as A No- SAM I will be standing by the Number 4] \ FANCY- AH XS 20 WONT er TaEACK RUE = Llovaing: Yours very truly, G. K. | ! THEY. Fis VY g ; MA Up Weeks.” J 1 i = 3% Z : BA RRY LI'L

TT EELEY looked up. “The guy is nuts. ” “Ab least slightly. That's what I banked on when I put the ad in the paper. He couldn't stand to have it rubbed in—and no doubt the $10,000 had something to do with it” “What ten thousand?” said Feeley. “All right. You started this. What do we do now?” “You become a song publisher and interview Mr. Weeks.”

“Okay, Bob. I've been everything J: A : ; a hi else, I might as well try acting a / / ) OH, DOCTOR BROWN NOT FOR A ¥ BUT IT. WON'T TAKE song publisher. CT UPRP 2.8 HX I DON'T FEEL SO FEW MINUTES, i. YA LONG -=-=YoU “And T'll meet, you in front of the Zo YS NN GOOD --- COULD YA NANCY ==-I'M /_ LIVE RIGHT I'M SORRY, main entrance of the Pacific-Plaza 5 MIN, KQ COME RIGHT ACROSS THE " BUT YOU'LL at a quarter until 3 tomorrow.” = = ; : 5 ONC NV KX : : ST : STREET FROM HAVE TO “Good!” Tait said. “By the way, \ 8 : 3 ME! WAIT! did you have Nelda Starr watched?” . Feeley nodded. “Mike Dunphy’s been watching her. She stayed in her apartment after you left her, apparently, and then about 10 . o'clock tonight she went down to the Golden Bowl. Mike ’phoned me] from there. I told him to stick with! | 160-23

her. : “C'mon, Fan! You can put on a sheet an’ be a ghost.”

“ 0” a 5 Rogers yun hm gone after “Ooh, I couldn’t. I haven't got a haunting license.” .

you left—or he may still be in the x apartment. Mike had one of his] ORIN AND BEAR IT By Lichty men stick around to see if Rogers i. —- Se = , ” WASHINGTON TUBBS Ii came out and where he went if he | Lda FCT SEE AAS Vase : did come out. I haven't heard from Lf wi AT Ho SE T 1) BE DOES NOT MENTION, HOWEVER, WHAT HAPPENS WASS 3 a ’ : 1} 3 Sohn : <i 5 AE v ° ® WAN ADO J: 0 I guess there's nothing on 5 vg A "hE ' oY pe WS PAPERS THAT FAIL TO PRAISE Hi. bow A suspLs a : PO AEA CREA Y | LE HA a : WAY T WAVE NEVER BEEN OPPOSED EEN A i’ Tait pulled a magazine ffom his : 4 SCG SORE q : 4 FINEST PRESIDENT AN I HI ; PRESIDENTIAL ELECTION? pocket. “I don’t know whether it’s Ee i IN THE HISTORY, SAN = :

anytbing or not, Dannic--but look! CERES LAT 1 OF PANAZUELA at 4s.’ - PRN -, EB nf i i A OI

| was ite reprint comiics magaine which Tait had picked up in| ...8a Slarrs apartment. “Thanks,” Dannie said. ‘I like comics.” “Listen, Mr. Feeley, look at that advertisement on the back.” Dannie looked. It was the adver-

tisement of a novelty company in|] DA AL y A" 2 NR 2% ON 5 od SS UT WE OOS ro! Minneapolis. It offered and illus- ) 4 LE ; NN A NN \ [118 PROSPECTWE CANDIDATES. trated at least two dozen odds and || 3 i? NR La iol NX : NA \ NN he ; s£ fae] © pe ARE TOE La x EEL ends appealing to boys. ¥ , , =» . : 2) D NN WEB LIE BLMEL SEE EL INC y MERGENCY, ~N CASE HE \& OVERTHROWNs “Dannie, look down there in the \ N lower-left-hand corner.” 3 ; Feeley looked. Then he raised his Tx. RN it Jom 3 EY 3 : KEEP THAT BL 7 7, eyes to Tait’s. “Well, what do you 2 I J \ 9 i ; i HH isk INDEQLD ’ ¥ wir BVER i # : know about that?” XN AR 2 ON AND DONT PEEK ! THE - { DU HIM HERE ! 1 Tar Nava “I don’t know anything about it EXALTED CIRCLE MUST ll eer 7 {Re : yet. But I do know it advertises a BN ED : ; y DECIDE “OUR FATE/ gadget to make a noise like a cat's : WEESIARE A "a 9 4 "Wi { 4 Bh cry. You put it in your pocket, ove gi x : Ril i squeeze it, and have fun with your \N % ; : PU l=] friends and your dog. But I wonder if maybe it might be used for something else.” “You're dreaming, Bob. This nutty musician, with his obsession about a song called ‘The Cat's Meow,’ might get one of these things if he

figured to do some murder. But Rog- “I had to hire oe ext : ’ 3 ; , ra help for Culpepper—he’s entered ers or this Starr girl aren't crazy. : : 199 It's just a coincidence.” 137 Prize contests simultaneously!

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terests me enough so that I'm going > to wire that outfit and ask them to tel me the names of the people MYRA NORTH, SPECIAL NURSE : ; who've ordered that gadget from p —— ; ——— ” 4 : DO WHAT YOU CAN FOR IT'S NOT AS SER AS IT s WHEN i this town in the last two months. / 0 HIM, NYBA = WHILE | cLME SEEMS, JACK- re SUFFER- WEL Fac ma Feeley yawned. “How's Myrna 3 yRA AND IN AND RADIO T THE ING FROM LDSS OF BLOOD? A FORSAKEN A SN mn PLACE, Away |

these days?” Tait caught his breath, wondering if Feeley knew that Myrna had disappeared. He took a long chance. “Fine, Dannie.” He felt like a heel, saying that—but he consoled himself with the thought that if Dannie INSTINCT knew that Myrna wasn't sleeping AFTER BEING peacefully at the Claremont then AT THE BASE OF ‘WOUNDED Dannie Feeley himself wouldn't : EACH HAIR. IN HIS sleep the rest of the night. i - CONTRACT AND BIR De on Ss \ PULL. THE HAIR SPIDER... T 2:45 next day Tait stood in : front of the Pacific-Plaza. He was on edge and worried. A telephone call to Anne Lester had revealed ‘that no word had been re-

ceived from Myrna since last he J 5 TT Tm m - NOUR fei had telephoned. And Tait won- 7 <0 vA Rein SA dR Ne.” dered if Weeks, the musician, would ; eilids age WW TERY re RR ce won, really appear. If he didn't— : / A 4 i ; we!) AMIE Ros - ANO “Well, Mr. Tait!” i MA : g nN i Sh The newspaper photographer ; turned to see Danny Feeley, a flower in his lapel. “Perhaps you don’t remember me, Mr. Tait. My name is Farnsworth. Elliott Farnsworth, the song publisher.” Side by side the pair went into the luxurious lobby of the PacificPlaza. Surely enough, there stood by the fourth elevator, a tall, cada-verous-looking fellow whose clothes were out of keeping with the wellgroomed lobby and its properouslooking occupants. phgres our man,” Feeley whisred. “Take it easy,” Bob Tait said out of the side of his mouth. “Remem-| . CAPR. 1938.BY NEA SERVICE. ING. y . AVELANE, ber, you are a song publisher, not a 7 i

dick. Don't whip out your hand-| sNSWER—Wrong. “In Flanders Fields” was written by John McRae.

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Te CN TE RL HOUR Questions and | INI SOR QUICK FOOD-ENERGY Answers JOYE

Q—Who received the 1937 Nobel Prize for chemistry? A—Prof. Paul Karrer of Switzerland and Prof. Walter Norman Haworth of England. Q—What is the meaning of the family ‘name Popp? }