Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 16 November 1939 — Page 25

WANT uy > GET DRINK: OF WATER, AND SHRAPNEL IS MERE CONFETTI COMPARED TO HIM CRACKING BUTTERNUTS IN TN JH: KITCHENS

* WHICH ‘SETS HIM AT AR , FROM THE OTHER " MAGPIES IN THIS » HOUSE ~u~BY THE x To WAY, HE 16 A BOER K{ STRANGE | TEMPLE STARTS | + 5 do : - f B4\ Oo, WAR VETERAN AND \ CACTUS! /2? WRITING “MY ECT dh 2 Seer ak * a HOOPLE, HOW. ~~ “eel SE 65 YEARS ON ' ALSTON—Benthorne’s fa- ; 4248 Si hn Rr £0 — | 1 B ABOUT ADDRESSING ; ! al - — THE in-Taw and business associste. ite! 7 / We JideZ EB ; THE NEXT SET : 2 ; : idk TORIO—Night. ‘clab owner \ ey — NT +? d 5 5 : ¥ : J] OF biecs TO NY

ONNSON--The mystery girl.’ ‘DOUGLAS—A young mining en- 3 ou in love with Ara. Ray CAPT. “DAWSON -_ . A detective who ; likes to Hsien. ; Yesterday: Arnold 1 Benthorne names five persons who hate him as he waits for ‘his murderer. His luck has run out. | |& While he recalls his phenomunal business success, the door. opens, the killer enters. Bénthorne recognizes his visitor, ina Jaapstais chan chance. -

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HUDDLED AGAINST the gatepost, Patrolman Flynn had not missed the sliver of light that fil-| |S : tered through the rain as Arnold | Es 2 Te: A al ¢ i i ; \ ¥ Benthorne peered 25 to, ne A \ & Tg $3 YY | SA - ex OASTING THE NEW. storms. For hours he watche 8 ) ; 1S & . ¥ that window, steadily, throughout : T- BR : rd, Hi COPR_ 1939 BY NEA SERVICE, M. REGU. 5. PAT. OFF. BOARDER AT BREAKFAST/ the night. He knew Arnold Ben- \". Carat 4 - : iY — ; = pa 3 rey remy throne was in that room—waiting.| | , welsh 2 FN, DONE BUT-( GULP, ’ HYAR C )( HE COULD VE EXCAPED “Poor fool,” Flynn said to him-| | ALLL AH_MERELY WANTED } TH HAPPY Q FUM HER -EF ONLY self, “Him and all his money—and “It bargain when ou sfop to fi e how wages and materials have N y 0 a BRIE CROOM? HE E HARN'T STOPPED . afraid that someone's going to get 3a Ye 2 2 Agire Tn war!’ 8 MAE. Eo Sn Jd Tn =I MARRY = [> AF : him." Sitting up there waiting. Cold : ate : x 7 : Fon & Serie ¥. HIM SAVIN H and wet as they are, I'd rather be Cc Bv Clyde Lewis ) x Te : i 2 £4 ~ LIFE~ » in Dan Flynn's shoes tonight than HOLD EVERYTHIN . YY [ig y : 7] EN Fa Oh ry: , rg TE TNARRY,

Arnold Benthorne’s.” He- jumped, involuntarily, at the sudden flash of lightning and the clap of thunder that followed. He resumed nis pacing back and forth before the gate. A taxicab slid to a stop at the 4 cufb. The door opened and a young | males head emerged, “Officer! Oh,

Flynn turned. “What do you watt, at this time of night? If you're drunk, you re disorderly and In-— Wer not drunk I am, officer, . Si \ : ere looking for a minister, We i = i . : . i iis at wank lo get married reall OPE a” Ci NOW YOU KNOW WHY I'M : py 2 FORE \T GOES = “That's right, officer,” the: tax) : : TN CALLED Lewy DRAKE? CE OFF? § x2 OTEL driver put. in. “There ysed to be a pr Ae \] D \ ; . : on minister lived around here: someplace.” These kids—" “These idiots!” Officer Flynn retorted. “Here, let's have a look at you.” - His flashlight sent a beam through the darkness to show the laughing face of a youth peering out. the cab door. “Yoy've an honest face,” Officer Flynn conceded grudgingly. “And that wild look in your eyes explains why you'd be getfing yourself mars ried on a ‘night like this. But where’s- the girl that'd be marrying “ : : . 5 f ; the likes of you?” His flashlight << & 2 Dr, = npR. 1535 BY NES I A 07m a swept the interior of the cab. ; : : : : : : : : Huddled in ‘the corner was the \ Pg A WASH YOUR =] | BY THE WAY --- YOUNG TADY=-W WASH ) 3 DON'T WORRY— --- I'VE BEEN girl. “She was small. dark of hair [48% wi 1930 BY ue» HANDS, NANCY--- ; YOUR HANDS CAREFULLY ) 444 B EVER SINCE | |( ERASING THEM--THEY’ RE ~ ¢ ‘MM! ‘AND DON'T SOIL 5, : ; THE LAST TIME INS

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dark of complexion. It was her eyes that Officer Flynn remembered “Win this next race To He. Jal,_and Jou can have the whole stall | VERY. DIRTY? : s THE TOWEL! best, later in the night. “Smoky, — : : they. were, sir,” he. reported, “just . : like’ Tittle. live coals with a wisp of|, FLAPPER FANNY By Sylvia smoke coming from them.” ! “Can't you wait to be married in"

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Flynn growled at her, but his tone belied his anger. “It’s his idea, not mine!” the girl answered from her corner. " Flyon turned back to the young man. “It’s a surly wife you're picking, if I may say so, lad. . But then | my-own-is no angel. Now what are your names?” : co have: to know that, offi- 1 : : A -. r— : : : ?” the youth asked. “After all, : : LOOK AT rT ORE we've committed no crime, just ask- - : . ¥ YOU'VE . DON 3 bak! [7 vice ’ Aiea } aE ro 2 oF ta ing your help in finding a minister.” ; : ; ACK TO. OUR . A YOU CANT FI] 8 ia % dy “Anyone that ps in front of Sa Arnold’ Benthorne’s house tonight has to give his name. Captain’s orders:: Come on.” “If you're going to write down our names, you'd better step into the cab, “sir,” the .youth suggested. “Here, climb in. I'l turn on the light for you.” rss EN “JOHN DOUGLAS,”. came the voice behind "iim. ! “And yours,” Flynn nodded toward the girl. Her answer was softly Soaken, s0 softly Flynn “ hardly | § ¥ Ly t ear > e ” 3 3 retest “Ara Johnson.” | =" - Ro oR on, 1 ADORE TO COOK. AND THERES. CAKE, MR.TUBBS. I HOW KIND! a THAT DEAR, LONELY MR.TUBBS, I

“And ‘let's see your license” to FUL! the cab driver. The driver fumbled THIS \SN'T in his pocket for a moment, finall Z A BUSINESS | | HAD COMPANY NICE THINGS FOR OTHER PEOPLE, ¢ po y — withdrew a greasy card. “N-i-c-k a AREAS Yous 27, gi SOEraS Wee Fox HIN | Sg Fivan Spelled os slow- us \ n=16 os A : : -" » 100K: ight. | et going; you'll vi Co bh ow you “When are you gonna—ouch!—lemme wash my own ears?” “When I

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The cab’s motor rouse Swiftly the girl reached across the seat, gave Flynn a shove and slammed the door. Before the patrolman could recover his balance and struggle to draw his revolver the cab had disappeared in the darkness. John Douglas was nowhere i. sight. “Hey, ,you, where do you think ; 7 2 ; a . you're going?” The policeman, gun : 3 : ; es ; sn —— er Ed Eo man, sun ; 2 ] ; GOON JONES LRMPR! SHE MAKES SUSY SECA. PER SA WAS: : : "WELL = SWE \SNT GONG ee a arad I dows SL ME SIO mes THE NEN TAING GOS OF MONEY AND NL : WG : TORRY CER GE : Yo GEV. land CWATH ATS 2 that had just come up the walk. : STANDING SHE. wives ; : JI WADE WHATELER SHE WANTS

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“I beg your pardon,” a soft voice answered. “I am William Alston I've come fo see my daughter, Mrs Benthorne.” : “Captain’s’ orders were to admit no one, sir”. the policeman’s tone was deferential, “Go ahead, ring . the bell, and we'll see.” od ARE THE LARGEST L/VANG C Ts In a moment the door open KNOWN TO oA - “Come, right in, Mr. Alston,” came . EXIST (TO Sf the butler’s voice. “Mrs. Benthorne is in her rooms.” . The door closed. As the policeman returned to, Bia post just inside the garage doors, the piercing notes 9 . Gin ; : of a police whistle split the night. Rg TENN. PAL S0 onl 2 oF wa) | 0 | 5.000 | The policeman ran toward the front : i NED ARR! : : — — | gr - v - YA : ; : -

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JOEY -DI TORIO smoothed his coat pver the automatic in his armpit holster, pulled his hat deeper . yp ‘his face, 5 a Ow; Benthorne,” he said softly to himself, “cones the payoff.” 8 He walked out the door, into the ‘ssclamor and din of night club| SRP a iy Yan orchedita, blared rom | . TR WRURS : ARE NOT actoss the dance floof, and a : 3 AS o vu VEER throaty-voiced contralto mourned Sa aon Frcs. pi an unfaithful lover. A waiter came ANSWER~Right, Rubber trees are no more limber than the up:at his.» average tree, ° { “Get ‘here, ” Joey ordered. He — i ; m toa Roisy table. i his - elbow, “Pete, champagne tor he added nn a Tower tone. pg Lo Marge, lo Dave.". A Wave|Dave’s crowd, on me” They all [after midnight now.” ‘Joey pulled encompassed the: others. “Getting: cheered and whooped after him as his wrist in front of him, made off tag late start.’ Past midnight, He walked away: “I'll-bé-back soon; | sure Pete saw: his watch. “Take Dave, and you're still on . your| stick around and we'll have another | over.” He went out into the rain. feet" round before closing.” In his car a few minutes later,|“Heen here almost two ‘Hours— They'd remember the champagne, he stopped under a street light, set| and the time, too. ‘Joey wanted the hands of his watch back, ex-| §' “What'yu i | hems (0 Tevsmbel the Gms. hey actly ong hour. Ea a | isky now on Lg

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