Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 12 August 1940 — Page 13

MONDAY, AUG. 12, 1040 THE INDIANAPOLIS TIMES PAGE 13

SERIAL STORY— FUNNY SIDE UP By Abner Dean OUR BOARDING HOUSE With Major Hoople By Williams : Ee es 7 JOVE, BUT 4 THINGS SEEM PRETTY QUIET ZA T'\L SEE TO IT THAT ¥) zz NOW I TAKE A LONG M d - SIR CECIL 18 A 35) WITHOUT THE BOYS AROUND, EM, YOURE NOT LONESOME, ~ 67 v7 ba LAST BREATH WHILE ur er pe122LEPUGE § A TERRIFIC TRENCH= aT 2H gw IMIN TH AIR DONT 1? : . 2? ERMAN ! THERE HE § AFTERNOON ON THEIR VACATION J§ REMIND ME AFTER a YW WP Inco nito $4 GOES, SPEARING THE }( =v BUSTER BEQUEATHED DINNER: TO TELL YOU Wo % LT YES, IF You WANT g . Nyy LAST CHOP, AND T 2 YOU A RUBRER COLLAR, ANOTHER OF MY HUNT= A Z 2 r (0. 4 IT TO BE YOUR, HAD DESIGNS ON Feel JUST IN CASE YOU GET & [| ING REMINISCENCES a TR NR ; “4

N bg Ao R IT MVGELE wasn BR : HOT UNDER YOUR wae ONE TIME IN By NORMAN KAHL \ TUE GOLRMAND! R : OWN! CZ7 7 1 BURMA OR WAS (T

CHAPTER ONE = Tar oe 3 SUMATRA? NO, IT

IT WAS NOTHING you could put | Ki 8 NN (1) CECIVS A WAS BURMA ww vour hands on, The soft, pliant | Ee, Ip \ SARE S REGULAR WELL, ANYWAY uv breezes of the summer night that| | . ‘ N77 7% TABLE WOLE/ Pr—aill] floated through Martin Sayler’s spa-| § al \ ; , \ cious drawing room had nothing to| | & 3 : \ = 17, = XN N= : Na ZN Ps /

cdo with it. It was the way you feel! |§ ) 7 3 >/ ; : -- i NC F | Xo : Wan A a Pr Ne

when youre alone on a dark night

hen you turn around, there's no-| dody there Dale Appleby felt it, too. He lay | mped on his spine, in one of the werstuffed chairs near the fireplace. | ven with his chest sunken, his] head propped forward by the back of the chair, his body showed the

sturdy, virile contour of an athlete. | His blond hair was cut high at the | a ” ~ VE temples, and the tightly drawn skin \! t _e gar Wie he oU'LL HAVE TO - of his cheeks, the gently twitching \ R ih ass | CATCH HIM GIR CECILs COP 1940 BY NEA SERVICE NE TM REC U § PAT OFF 8-12) v THE CLOSE FINISH ¥.M REO. U6 PAT a ¢ COPR. 1940 &Y NEA SERVICE. 8-1)

muscles in his face, ve hi *3 Y e 1 his face, gave him a pa | 13 N LI'L ABNER —By Al Capp

trician air.

“It's no use, Rhoda,” Dale said I i . the W “ : a ‘RE NOT HURT” i HE'S AH GOTTA DEE-LIVER THIS FO’ HOURS HE. DROVE. WIF Y4 g HE'S STILL UNCONSHUS feoftly. “I just went over the whole He needs every vote he can get! PEAS You CAUSED PACKAGE T' TH GUV'NOR. AH BIN TH RIGHT HAND'- HE. KEP’ HIS LEFT HAND IS STILL matter again with Sayler in his] Y AH TOLD A 3-FINGERED MAN WOULD TH LEPT HAND IN HIS POCKET”AH TH IN HIS POCKET. JEST T study. I stav broke until he feels D You TRY T° KILL ME BEFO’ AN DID ITZ” BEGUN T/ SUSPICION HIM” THEN MAKE SHORE ~-AH AIMS oh a & tua’ kd * WHY” THET FELLA GIVE ME HE STARTED T' TAKE THET T' LOOK AT THET HAND - - | HOLD EVERYTHING ARMS A RIDE = = —s LEFT NAND OUT LOOKIN’ AT ME mv mother’s will is airtight.” | : PEE -KOOLYARLY.~ NATCHERLY, AH ny mother’ airtig — GRABBED HIM AN’ YELLED lg) The girl let her head roll back| Ba Gl y FO’ HELP?” v

a COPE. TOO by Unite Peatare Synitents, haa

like turning over the money. And

on the divan so that her rich, black | hair sparkled in the electric glow. | : | Her deep brown eyes examined the]

ceiling. Her ivory chiffon gown in lowed out around her, stirring faintIv like a clump of fragile bubbles | whenever the breeze sighed through | the room | It ought to be a good will,” Rhoda Waters sajd. “He wrote it | our stepfather may be rotten—but e's a good lawyer.” | “Good enough to keep me a pau-

per—and there's not one blessed » RB | b RED RYDER ‘ thing I can do about it.” : ¥ : . : x 3 You KEEP OUTA SIGHT, I THERES THE PLACE 1 LOST [AN YoU, LITTLE i TAY HUNCH WAS

Rhoda's pyres rioht 1 1 - $k a RX \ ~ o" or p ¥ 1to ec Ca ; No S R K ANG HANK-==T LL 5 MY MONEY AN' GOT BEAT LP, PEAVER:-- STAY $y Always ME . ¢ RIGHT=--1T Fou Trg fold = (1 o | LOOKIN’ ARCUND / RED’ ME MAVERICK CAFE TH HANK. eed STAY BEHIND ACE HANLON there is. There's one way.” | ” : ERICH = 25 pr What? | : ol i p——e - ne Murder him. “Isn't there a Wi A clause in vour mother’s will that vou the money automatically f your beloved stepfather dies?” Dale laughed uneasily. “There J 4 my love A N oo 4 a Rhoda rested her elbows on her : SE i a HE GAMBLER S You know why he won't let Ne. ec ; Fr | | IER A yu have the money. He hates me LCE : > | [Ener he doesn't want you to marry . / oN HANLON,

me You know, that's not the real ik at ” 3 4 Sh wd reason, darling.” Dale said. “It's an 5 RE p » | A | / as gon | A ‘ rs So CE excuse. He's greedy and orie ' He 4 Eee SER 8. ra. #0 A} i ? CErR Yodo uy wea SEBVICE, WE. nodded toward the man and woman . a SS Cn sitting near the broad French] SOR YOO UY Win SHVICK WE. LANL, We 812 NANCY Bushmiller windows across the room. “They're his vietifus, 6, Sh 15 Genrge Ar Hey! Park somewhere else—you're ruining my business! 7 AN NEP ---1 AINT TRIED T A RAIN- ONT LAUGH! WELL 7 7 | VERY ONL is whole affair od] INVENTION) | OUT YET, BUT ITS KER --- Su ; / /|| STRANGE now Chis whole affair tonight “1 2 RAIN-MAKIN' MACHINE =-- HAW HAW WOIKS 2 0 CRANK . /1/ INDEED ! asking all of us to dinner ana tortur- | & aT WHA 15 COUNTRY AN’ SEE /, . ng us with his hostile courtesy | FUNNY BUSINESS \ JUS HAT D NEEDS ! . WHAT / ’ / 7 // /, it's all part of the whole ugly : : ry " > \ HAPPENS 1//, if 1 7 JD CAN scheme.” 7 ’. Z J . . A , d //; / / J f sL 0 Then we can't ever be married, 7 72°° - : a3 L/],/ a /// 3. // i Dale not until he's out of the [272 > » — a EY, : LL REALLY way, at least.” | ’ 7 : . ' ) Ee + 7 Wronnn C2 Sh V1 A HAVE ® ip 2 77 ‘ . 111) & JA NA A A | SOME - FOR A MOMENT Dale was silent 7) 7 — y _ - Ri. . - \ = - TJ == 8 Y/ THING 2 | 4 J dL . ™ SA am 1 ; / - . XA HERE

*Mavbe theres a wav. He was think-

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ing of his mother then -

the. too, had fallen into the clutches

of the man who now sat in her

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Dale’s mother had married Martin ; Sayler three years after her first 4 \ A WASHINGTON TUBBS II wey Crane husband died. She died four years ) or] LOCK HER UP, CONSTABLE, . [ HEY, WILSON, 1 HAVE © AND WHILE PATONSR Se) (AW HAL HERE! HIDDEN UNDER A later, when Dale was 20. Sayler| 4% AND DON'T LET THOSE BABY-RLUE YOUR SPY, HELGA WOLFE, 7 WAITING FOR THE , ih: ROCK NEAR WHERE SHE WAS had drawn her last testament and, ; Nerney SY ; p —\ EYES FOOL YOU=~SHE'S THE IN A GILDED F.B.1,, I MAY AS WELL = . SITTING... A LITTLE BLACK 800K! under his influence, she had speci- : J 3 as MOST DANGEROUS FEMALE go ? HAVE A LOOK AT THE 4 rr % ? aploidhin i : A, . ils Dh The: IN THE U.S.A. A or) ¢ : 4 CONTENTS OF THIS y g 4 IT 7 y TRUNK. HMM! CLOTHES, :

fied that Sayvler was to hold Dale's | ! legacy until her son became 21.” RS 2h vi \\\ Ja¥ ? PAMPHLETS, THAT'S \ : 4 S , . NOT WHAT ITM I suppose.” Rhoda said, “I ought hS , - 7 A. to tell you, Dale—I saw Sayler the other day. He told me you would | never get any of the money as long gs vou went around with me. He called me a—a golddigger.” ’ 4 Ld 5 : 3 - olor rushed into Dale's cheeks. | : y : } iH a A o b : ” } 0? A 1 "Why, the contemptible . ‘ : ERE “4 A 4 bl), xi NST ; a NO pe £ Y ¢ re p i J 2

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couple was standing over them, RECKLES "AND HIS FRIENDS

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I wish hed get it over with— whatever he wants,” Hazel Leigh- eZ, a Priam we fn ton said. “I'm getting jittery] THIS CURIOUS WORLD “| Bricks Ss Ii ay Winslow Mardell remained standing.| |{ " : = ’ EE, BATTICUS {L a g " AAR 2 The corner of his mouth curled up SEER EG LY XNOwWw as : GENET oN te meet one end of his thin mus- es | THE RED BAT —/ Di LA tache. “You know what he wants. | ! OanGeroys ony ER Sm i Ii’'s the payoff, isn't it? Dear old | = CS : a : 21] 45, Ant Sts Uncle Martin wants to welch—" : X 9 o) qd ’., » Pb CUSTOM Hazel flared. “I wouldn't talk] : oo. ( about welching, if I were you. You're \ | ; 2) : not here to play chess with the Old = } ! A. » PORN i J . \ | iin : \ Master. If the grapevine has it i | f | straight, there's a little matter of i ! HL \ V7 AN I Wl hil I J Ji some gambling—" . § 1h 7 V7 ANN - Lg hil iff {7 That's my business,” said Mar- a. 2 7 ZZ N = = ul | 4 bo dell coldly. “Mine and Sayler’s. i | u om No, : = o gl & pa We'll manage to settle—" ’ ” : 72 4 “ an (iil . 1940 / IR. 0 5. PAT. OFF. = . Mardell stopped short. In the OF A TIGER SHARK, J broad, arched doorwey on ine south TAKEN UNDER WATER. BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES —By Martin side of the room Stood wo ya AT MARINE STUDIOS, ) (A'S A NONEN! | . (DOT Who LOTO MA) [ron T MOET MAKE VERY most exactly the same height, ST. AUBUSTINE, ELORIDA, GEE WME. | BOOTS AND WILLIE WATE SEEN QUITE wen. * TRACKS AND DSOWISES TO | | SLRE TRA VY WERT George Barbour smiled. But no one PROVES THAT SHARKS CAN 33 SE GAS SELVES, MEW ABOUT THE WMUEMNTION f HOw, PREVENT ANY SUSPICAON | | ATTEMOT TO Sk\ZE THE ac interes 2 mT . ANE , Xs Vv CAR WE WpS R was interested in him. The others XO WW ' FUER, ANOTHER PERSON DOES MOR O TAR \ : SWENCER TOES NOT were watching the man who stood ; BITE WITHOUT RIGAIVE Op i ein : ABOUT IT AND, BUT FOR PUGS QUICK oe or eh PS ? ! beside him. His body was more : THIS “ THINKING, WOULD WANE STOLEN \T....... CRT DENTITION Io solid than Barbour's and suggested . B22 Pa CRORET ADDARENTLY rength 4 5 y . 3 1 W\G\W A MAN OF ow cozv evervone looks.” Mar- ; 1 NONE, WMTERNAT\ON PL tn ar ai he Jes PEOPLE ONCE THOUGHT BY. TE OFFIC! CRARACTER ALRIING ordell tess rward. “A ! hp NN 1 die A LONE WRND WE Mardell Stepped forward. re 4 ry \ . “5 INTENDS NG GET you ready to see me now?” y : : THE SILENCER Savier grabbed Barbour’s arm ‘ ; \ AR 3 2 R) gy LN esta . ANY COST, AND and led him into the room. “I'll}] ONE KIND IN THE ARPLANE / Ls : ) RRTION RING gee vou at the proper time,” he VEINS, ANOTHER - MOTOR... ’ . ia * a RS OA said to Mardell IN THE ARTERIES. x pr CT . - PR\CE Barbour let his ample body sag 3 le Ee } into a blue mohau Ger Sayvler z . A 3 4 , BWR ° remained standing 1 the center » | a en \ Rt awa \___ TM REC. U.S PAT. OFF. J

of the drawing room. His shoulders

were bent back, rigid, but his head . . ' ABBIE AN' SLATS —Bv Raeburn Van Buren

hung forward at a slight angle. ! George and I have just had a a ! . — x tittle Phat 'v DlEASant” Sav : THIS 1S HIS GIRL // MT ITS A JUNIOR SIZE SEW- IF WERE A MORON AT SHE HATES ME ” SHE TRIED TO MUMLI-: JHE ENAL 44 YOIY Ditgenl Op % q' : He TI Te TT A NG MACHINE ~ WHEN | WAS ALAOST SIXTEEN— DON'T Bi ATE Mz BEFORE SLATS // ILL GET GVEN hE & re leveled 5 WORLDS CHIEF || KIN=NO SOPNISTICATION” / FOR YOU, GAY! <P YOUR AGE, LONG AFTER | EF] | WiTH HERBY FAIR MEANS OR FOUL Dal ie tuned to 142) Leighton. ; , F IODINE SUPPLY COMES ( || NO GLAMOUR 4 / S] WAS TOO OLD TO PLAY ; = “Ive a ong distance call to make. J FROM! IOWA, CHILE, ®S iy WITH DOLLS! LOVED MAK- 4 e 3 iY CHINA OR. IRAN TA SOAs F< \ ING DRESSES FOR THEM

1t should take about 10 minutes. . e I'll see you after that.” He wheeled and walked briskly out of the room. ANSWER-—Chile. Rhoda watched him walk across the |

hy . ie wide | | yecepuon hall Big Shut Howe minutes have passed—it’s 9:30 now.” unsupported now, her face looking oaken door of his study. i | She strode out of the room. grotesquely ashen. dT | A few minutes passed before a| “What's the matter?” Dale asked. GEORGE BARBOUR had slumped scream rang out across the hallway. |And then he saw. They all saw. into his chair. His teeth clenched For a moment no one stirred.! In the middle of the dimly lighted | an unlighted cigar. “I think I'd bet- Rhoda could see Hazel clinging to Study lay Martin Sayler, his leg ter be running along,” he said. But the opened doorway of the study. crumpled up beneath him, his face he made no move to leave. [ “It's Hazel” she gasped. Dale pressed flat against the sand-col-Hazel Leighton kept consulting was on his feet. He dashed across ored rug. her wrist watch. After a while she the broad drawing room with the (To Be Continued) sprang to her feet. “I'm going in. others on his heels. At the en- ns He can't keep me waiting. FIwenty |trance to Sayler's den, Hazel stood, ‘AT *TSReR, "ames anf chaitioas) n this