Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 16 December 1940 — Page 20

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YESTERDAY: Mr. Bailey is over- . come by smoke; Wes saves his life, then __ Joins the other men trying to save some ~ _of the house furnishings. The house is * doomed. As Ronnie watches ‘her home "burn, she clings to Wes. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE BECAUSE THE road from the Rocking R Ranch swerved right by the university stables, Wesley ~:though to stop by there. He saw -.the horse wrangler, a friendly fel- - low, already out working a young| ~ filly even though it was but little 2 after dawn. =. “Morning, Dr. York,” the man z.greeted. “You been to the fire?” © “Yes, Tip, I thought: I'd drop by - and tell you. Whole house burned. “Everything but a little furniture. No one hurt much; though.” »- The man frowned in sympathy. “Miss Ronica home? Glad she wasn’t trapped or something, and _ her folks.” “! “She has only a father. Moth>er died year ago. Both were; “home, both all’ right now. They .. have moved into the cowboy bunk ‘ ~shack until they can rebuild. OthYer ranchers had brought in beds - ‘afd things even before the fire died down. Just like the Baileys were poor folks.” . % The wrangler nodded. “That’s * how come I like the west, Mr. «York. Folks are democratic out| here. People don’t see no money ' line. What'd the Baileys have to say?” v 2» Wesley smiled a bit. “Ronnie was overwhelmed. Cried like a “.little girl, although of course the “fire itself had upset her tremen--“dously. Tried to say thanks, and “choked up. Well, I haven't had any sleep myself, Tip; I'll be go- * “ing. What’re you up at daybreak ~ for? No riders this early.” ® “Sure thing. One just left. The _ Montoya girl.” = =

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.-at that name, he looked at the STI SE wns EI FEE 5. “Sure. Early bird, that gal. She . ; , A \ rss Pap DONT SN THEYRE * taken a good hoss and lit out be- / LITLE © RATIO / b : 5s ESSOR: R NT DEO ; ..Jore daylight. Said she aimed to : \ *CNRAFT, A ; . ..do some painting, or something. ! 1 :

-Had her a hig package; paints ang _ brushes, I reckon.” .. “That a fact?” Wesley-eyed him. +» “Which 'way’d she go?” . - “Why—off that away. the Canyon. But not many artists ever get as far over as Rainbow, ..50 I don’t reckon she’ll—" x » What sort of package was it, “Tip?” “Why, uh, sort of square, Dr. York. ' Roped up, with a rope handle. Gawky thing to tie oh. -Heavy, too. Had to fasten it on - hep saddle horn. But she don’t mean no harm, I reckon, even if . . she is a student. She's a right $ purty—" 11 “Oh, no, Tip! } uh—well, to tell you the truth,

! we're pretty good friends, and—|||.

well, I like to ride so—" Tip grinned.

.. guicker’n a owl ¢'n hoot!” : Down trail ahorse 10 minutes later, Wesley told himself that he was being foolish again. Why had he acted on impulse to follow Lona Montoya a second time? What

business was this of his? True, the|,

secret cache in Rainbow Canyon needed explaining, but— He refused to consider it all “none of his business.” Too many mysterious things had come to his attention of late. As he rode he sort of recapitulated them again. They still didn’t dovetail but they held a mounting importance in his . mind, individually and collectively. To the group of unexplained events now was the matter of last night's fire—that, also, was a mystery. It had no logical relationship with Lona’s strange doings, or with Andre Girardeau’s meeting Lona in clandestine fashion, or with Andre’s . apparent love making to Ronica, or ~with the five Americanized Japanese ‘Ronica had helped capture in :strange gun battle. These things ‘had no earthly connection at all, "that he could see. : # » ”

, AND YET-—strange incidents have a habit of collecting in a fellow’s mind; they just seemed to congregate in. Wesley’s consciousness, and -he mulled them around there. ». Before he left his’ friend Tip he dad, with careful casualness, ber‘sowed Tip’s pistol and his rifle as ‘well. Tip had joshed him, but Wes #xplained that Loma Montoya liked %o-shoot ‘and they just might gét in Some practice cracking at jack‘rabbits and gophers and prairie marmots

aarmots. ~ He took the rifle from its saddle scabbard now, to inspect it. It was

a powerful thing which Tip used to|. get deer and bear in fall. Wes saw}

that it was loaded. A quick flip of the wrist and he could have it in action. iE The pistol was a type more fa‘miliar to him. It was a new high‘powered automatic, shooting .22‘caliber long-rifie shells. The car.tridge clip in the handle held 10 younds but the barrel was empty. Holding the handle in his left hand, ‘he jerked back the carriage with his right thumb and fore-finger, thus pumping the first cartridge into ‘chamber, ready to fire. Only a slight {rigger squeeze was necessary now. ‘He flipped the little safety lever into ‘shape, and reholstered. : + He had no idea what he expected $0 do with these guns. He had just

wanted them. Something told him}

that the secret cache in Rainbow had been put there by -men who would kill on the slightest provoca-

tion. | * The fact that the United States ‘Army was known to be planning bombing tests in that area, and that a landing field had. been set aside on the desert for temporary Army use; all seemed to add up to something. Maybe, with that cache of flothing and canteens and guns, that powerful two-way radio outfit— : » » #

* HB DIDN'T draw any pat con‘clusions. He just rode on. Soon he +0 be extra cautious lest he ide- too: fast -and overtake Lona. Lona were riding with a bulky tied to her saddle, she wouldn't be riding very fast, he reflected. ‘And what, come to think of it, was her box? Somethig to add to the secret cache? What. would it be? % Plain curiosity, driven by a mounting sense of all caused Wesley finally to plan a Gennite spying attempt on Lona. said he, he would hide his before entering the canyon, en conceal himself and watch for on foot. When she left the

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“I get it, Doc! You|' _ git outen your car, if you want to.|! I ¢’'n have another hoss saddled up|.

that he knew!

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COMMANDER-IN-CHIER OF THE UNION FORCES IN THE CIVIL WAR, “WAS sO UNORTHODOX IN HIS DRESS

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T. M. REG. U. S. PAT. OFF.

IN BASEBALL, WHAT IS THE *HOT STOVE

COPR. 1940 BY NEA SERVICE, INC.

ANSWER~—That great aggregation of baseball fans who continue to talk baseball throughout the winter.

12/6 : ~~ LIGHT TRAVELS AS FAR IN ONE SECOND AS SOUL DOES IN ELEVEN DAS.

'Prolon’ Latest

By Science Service NEWTONVILLE, Mass., Dec. 16.— Get acquainted with “prolon”’ It is a new name for what has been called “casein wool.” Perhaps soon you will buy clothes and blankets, made of it. This name is the latest addition to the family which now includes nylon, vinyon, rayon, celanese, and the other so-called - “synthetic” fibres. It is suggested by F.C. Atwood, of Atlantic Research Associations here, in a paper in the current ‘Industrial

Nylon-Vinyon-Rayon Family

and Engineering Chemistry.” Prolon is made from casein 0b-

person with her- there departed, he would go again to the cave and investigate. He felt this was the very least he should do. And the safest. He had no more than reached that decision, however, when a motion caught his alert eye. The motion was not on ‘the ground, not amid the Spanish daggers or ‘the mesquite trees or the cacti or the rocks, but was an extraordinary whigling black spot that lifted up into the sky itself. He reined his horse in automatically. “An autogiro!” he breathed. “One of the new Border Patrol planes!” He stared at the fantastic thing. Hovering near: the ground, mansuvering like some gigantic humming-

that, the ship dropped to earth a half mile ahead, stayed a minute or two, rose almost straight up, then dropped down near him. P ‘This time, though, it did not touch earth. Apparently the two men ‘in it recognized him, for they just waved a greeting and lifted on

whirring. He thought one of the

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occupants ‘was Inspector Starr of the Border Patral, whom Rouica

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tained from milk, soybean or other sources. Mr. Atwood objects "to “casein Wool” on several counts. The fiber itself is not casein, but a combination with other materials. Neither is it wool. “It happens to act like wool in some cases,” he says. “It resembles silk and fur in other cases. Proteinbase fibers are distinct entities by themselves and should be so gonsidered.” Prolon fibers are being made in a number of foreign countries, and their use is increasing, he states, expressing the opinion that improvement in quality will come with ine creased production. TG

Bailey had helped capture five Japanese a few weeks ago. He stared at the plane in awe for some. five minutes—and when he turned down the Rainbow Canyon trail again he saw Lona Montoya riding back toward him. "(To Be Continued)

(All events, Dames and Sharacters

in this story are fictitious. /

—And Then the Telephone Rang

SANFORD, Me, Dec. 16 (U. P.). —A group of disgruntled shoppers agreed today they were lucky one Sanford resident didn’t wait until Christmas to open his packages. An irate store owner discovered the loss of a money bag containing $62. He ordered all shoppers locked in the store until the cul-

prit was found. The search pro- |

duced no results. Then the tele-‘ phone rang. “7'll trade you the $62 for my underwear,” a voice said. Investigation revealed that a shop girl had left the money bag

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