Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 30 May 1939 — Page 18

PAGE 16 THE INDIANAPOLIS TIMES TUESDAY, MAY 30, 1939 SERIAL STORY— GRIN AND BEAR IT By Lichty| OUR BOARDING HOUSE With Major Hoople OUT OUR WAY By Willems

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Yesterday—Ladd orders Mary to bring in| the story of Clem Shirley, suspecting Mary | Joves Jim Shirley. Mary thinks Ladd hates | |:

her, but she believes she loves him.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN LEM looked very young, thought | Martin, when she walked into his: apartment half an hour later. As she sipped the cocktail she | pressed him for more details of his own life. “I'd much rather talk about yours.” “I'm very dull and so is my life.” | “No beautiful woman is ever dull. : i You haven't the face to deny you've - Nn 5 © ! 3 oY got the prettiest figure in the world.” | a ng i ROSE / i, > He put an arm around her. ¥

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“No. You've had enough. What) ¥ , BIS Vek Some vonight?” ’ ING CREATURE BENIND NIM ~

“Nothing.” He glanced at his watch. “Like to continue our tour of the towa?” “I'd adore it.” { He stared down at her As the cocktail wore off, she) watched him with fear Suddenly |

he was Kissing her passionately, savagely. “Oh, don't,” she begged, strug- | gling. Then she laughed, and| snuggled against him, but drew back as her head touched some-| thing hard and metallic in his vest | pocket. “What's that?” |

“It's my best friend, my gun.”

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STEP sounded in the hall } ; meal { OLD SCARFOOT KEEP AWAY, LITTLE BEAVER , NS ME NOT SCARED : | | WAY, : : WELL, LITTLE PRINCESS, | ME LEARNUM LESSON PONT LOOK 50 : OR YOU'LL FIND HE'S PLENTY § \ OF ---YEOOOW/ RECKON YOUVE LEARNED Bot Los PANTS?

She jumped up and began ar-| | Ba —~—" “ Re i ir Nick w -| ki : = =\ ey ’ ranging her hair. Nick was stand-| fj | \ | — OUGH 'N CAGE / a Tous : : Aa A LESSON / = " PAD LESSON #

ing in the doorway ‘G'd ev'ning, Mis§ Shirley.” | Clem’s chin struck a defiant | angle. “How do you do, Mr. Hart Mr, Martin and I are just about] to leave.” | “So 1 see.” He winked at Mar- | tin. “You've picked a good one this time, Duke.” Martin walked toward the hall *I'm going to get my coat, Miss| Shirley.” Then in a whisper to Nick, “Shut up, you fool.” Nick glanced at Miss Shirley thoughtfully. ‘Say, did you ever | |=S% know Janice French?” Ea pla a Martin walked into the room ALAS T Ie Ek sain “You're as much of a fool as Tuckie “You may tell Grover Whalen that I quite approve—as far as it goes.” r d x Thompson. Shut your trap.” = . : \ ' “You'll have to excuse Nick, Miss FLAPPER FANNY By Sylvia Ny ANN TRAVE DONE ul

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sticking around the Dove” - 7D ! gs “Then I'll be seeing you at the » 2 Dove.” The front door banged. » { S VANISHING “If he wasn't mv pal, I'd knock | OR il his head off,” grumbled the Duke NP — ore Sone enough beefing. How'd 2 io oO , Lok you like to go to Mickie's?” [y Jl | wo “What's Mickie's? J ATTRA SFE TB NSS At) hd ESN, ‘A joint where they've got a peep- DURE SMART, EASY. \ AND BRING HIM BACK. WERE) E27 NEWSPAPER Fes, JuAvs HER PICTURE, ALL RIGHT. SHE )[/ THE WATER TANK. 'S hole in the door.” | YOUVE SOLVED THE | DEPENDING ON YOU, 7 ; STORY SAYS A LITTLE CURLY- | | WAS DRESSED LIKE A GIRL, BOARDED THE GEORGY! MAYBE RAY WHAT TWAS . - SPLENDIX MURDER 80 : \ HAIRED &IRL HELPED HER DAD | | MIDNIGHT EXPRESS WITH TICKETS FOR GO TO CINCINNATL AFTER ALL. | THINKING ICKIE'S was over a saloon at ESCAPE FROM JAIL vse. | |CINCINNAT BUT THE POLICE THERE OM, 40th St. and Eighth Ave. Be- OD nw 26S 1 cause of two entrances which \ formed a getaway, and a proprietor who was one of the boys, the gangsters of prohibition days made Mickie's their headquarters. After repeal, those who hadn't gone to Sing Sing or to the bottom of the East River continued to call it headquarters. Martin led the way up a narrow, winding flight of stairs Duke knocked three times. The panel slid back and a pair of black ’ eyes peered out. A little man, round V EL Ld ; | - 5 enough to be called fat, with a full} | i — on - Y on — - g—— — maon of a face, a broken nose, and Zr ——_. y a slit for a mouth, opened oy or : > 7 Lar gust \ og Fe Gave aT ¥ i wit. YOU TESTIFY AS WELL 1 1 Ni THOSE GUYS THAT MIGHT HAD THIS Sup THs 18 THE BR REVERE RESIDENCE

He held out a fat, squashy hand,| “It's a marvelous bargain, but I don’t believe it" ; : 1, argain, s worth a cent more AGAINST THOSE TWO MISSED MY TRAIN, SERVE TO IDENTIFY THEM OF PAPER YSIS his small eyes darting back of Mar-| than I paid for it.” BUTTERFLIES © AND I'LL HAVE © ? IN HIB PockeT ! NUMBER. WHO 1S CALLING i 7 REMAIN HERE IN 3 Sd Ne 4 by 7

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along, 100.” HIS CURIOUS WORLD By William Ferguson pr Ny TOWN FOR A wiiLE/ | NUMBER | “Glad to see you, Mickie,” said “ p— — 4) : HH : Martin. “Meet Miss Shirley.” Ml ; The little man shook hands with | Clem. “Come in, said the spider to the fly,” he chuckled. “But in this case, I guess it's the other way round, Miss Shirley. I'm the fly and the Duke's the spider. At least I'm one of the flies.” His eyes rested on her She and Martin followed Mickie. The tightly shuttered windows, dim lights and cigaret smoke, helped the hush-hush atmosphere, RRA : , REG. U. 8. All the company seemed to know | HH “ On NOW Ly A A) [W 5 A LST || SMES A DEARLL | [ NESM L ONLY WT LOowS T'ME IK H u Ht N COWNTOWN, Mise, | (2 Re ow Se eve 1 50 a SNE NAAR E 2B Root SHELL She's WHO 8 GWINE ANS |

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was the past of this furtive spot. : His self-complacency was mag- “i. ve}s of + + 3 = ) - BO i aud. rN. 3 ry( TS TRUE, LAD BECAUSE | LOVE NER, I++]+-UNDERSTAND T-NOW! “Saved him from being fried” With THIS FORTUNE HUNTER #2 a og ASTONISHING, |\ SLATS, PERMAPS YOU ; WILL YOU SHAKE PAL 2 a violent gesture he drained his : { BUT TRUE ) ([ May UNDERSTAND TWAT- ’ glass. “Another Scotch and soda,” U\ SOME DAY:+= he called to the bartender. “I never knew life could be sO ex-| citing until I heard you describe : ours,” Clem said. “It's like living > detective story. You ‘take SOLD FOR. ONE chances.” DOULAR A SLICE IN SAN FRANCISCO,

Martin lit a cigaret and inhaled a long breath of smoke. “To my AND IN GOLD RLISSI mind there is no risk, if you plan.” 53p DAVY,

He reached in his pocket and] ——— " . brought out a cigaret case. ANSWER—Bull bat is a name applied to the bird known as a |

“Have one?” | mighthawk. A ball bat is a club used in baseball. As Clem smoked she studied the| - i cigaret. “That isn't drawing well,” Martin said suddenly, substituting another. Dropping it in the ash tray, he deliberately lit a match and set fire to the stub. Slowly the flame) licked up the paper, lighting sharp- | ly, for a second, two initials just|

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