Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 19 April 1939 — Page 17

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SERIAL STORY—

Border Adventure

By OREN ARNOLD

CAST OF CHARACTERS BETTY MARY JORDAN—Pretty young Border Patrol service secretary. SHERIDAN STARR—Handsome Border Patrol officer. HOPE KILDARE — Starr’s feliow officer, also a bachelor. LUIS BARRO—Mexican smuggler. Yesterday: Fearing trouble for Betty Mary, the officers trail her to Juarez, where they meet her in a cafe and che introduces them to Luis Barro himself.

CHAPTER TWELVE HE situation—such as he knew of it—appealed at once to Luis Barro’s keen sense of humor. Here were his two sworn enemies, Border Patrolmen from the U. S. A, ‘coerced by a pretty girl into dining with him socially in a picturesque cafe. Moreover, she was actually making them pose with him, cowboy hats and all! “Just sit between the two ranchers, Don Luis, there's a dear!” she was saying. “Like three friends, I can title this one ‘Hands Across the Frontier’ or something like that; you symbolizing Mexico, and the

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“I want Gaston to look at you

ranchmen symbolizing the United States. Just put an arm around each Texan's shoulders—like this. | There! There's a dear! You are three friends now. But goodness, you American gentlemen look so glum! It isn't that painful, is it. hunh?” She looked coyly at them. Hope glared back and glanced at| Sherry. She could teil that both of | them were boiling from within, about | to burst. Deep in her heart, she was enjoying: this, although she realized the more serious aspects of the situation full well. = 2 2 HE was busily sketching all the while and shortly she had a fairly creditable likeness of all three, in their strangely intimate pose. From two different angles of awareness, she and Barro were thoroughly enjoying the little drama. It served the boys right for trailing her over here, she was thinking. If they had | let her alone she would have begun wangling valuable information from | Barro himself, maybe. | Meanwhile, too, she was writing a message. She had taken a small piece of drawing paper, and after ostentatiously rubbing her pencil on it to] give a sharp point, she held it on her drawing pad out of sight of the | three men. On it she penciled words when she appeared to be sketching. “Stop hounding me! (she wrote) I am in no danger. But if you must

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northeast corner room. I can—" she paused ® hold out her pencil as if measuring for perspective. “Hold the chin up just a little more, Don Luis, please. . . . There! It add dignity and strength of character, and highlights your features better. Oh, I bet I just ruined your meal. Were you so hungry? An artist is selfish, I am afraid.” | He protested that it was a pleas-| ure, a rare pleasure, to pose for her, and she resumed her writing: “can see EI Paso plainly, even Border Patrol headquarters, from my window. I will hang two white handkerchiefs or two white towels there as long as I am safe. When you see them you needn't worry about me. If I ever need help then I will hang three white towels or something. Or two-for-safety, three-for-help, anyway, any time. I may stay a long time.” The note covered a paper no larger than her hand, and she wrote it so that nobody could possibly have suspected what she was doing. Next, though, she faced the problem of delivering it.

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tion of his posing as much as he himself appeared to be. Any one] of them might see her deliver the

note to Hope or Sherry if she weren't meticulously careful. Talking and laughing with Don Luis, she spread the little note again and added one more line, partly to tease the American officers, and partly to add significant information: “Barro is making love to me.” In her lap, then, she folded it into a missive no larger, save for thickness, than a postage stamp. She could easily hold it unseen in the hand with her pencil. She sketched on for a few minutes. “I'm about done—were any of you in a hurry?” she smiled at them. “I—uh—yes ma'am,” said Sherry. “Me and Mister Kildare here, we had an appointment in Paso. But take your time. I mean, finish your drawing. We, uh, it's fun to pose and be painted, eh Kildare?” She went around behind them for one last ostentatious “setting” of their heads at just the right angles. Then she took Sherry’s hanging left | hand and lifted it to his hip—incidentally stuffing the note in it and squeezing, as she talked. He caught her signal, held the note there.

HE farewells a few moments later were uneventful even if highly amusing to Luis Barro and in another way to Betty Mary her-| self. She bade Hope and Sherry goodby with profuse thanks, forcing them to admire the drawing duti-| fully. “I have to give this copy to Don Luis,” she declared, “for he is my escort tonight. I hope I can do you both again sometime. | Once outside, the officers read | Betty Mary's note. Hope and Sherry drove back across the line, went directly to the Border Patrol office, and got the man in the tower crow’s nest on the telephone. “Listen here, Sam,” Sherry growled at his fellow officer, “you can see the Montezuma Hotel from up there. Well, listen—you watch the fourth floor windows like a hawk, or I'll break your confounded neck, you hear? If you see anything hanging in a window, any towels or handkerchiefs, you let me or Hope knot at once, see? I ain't Jokin’”

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