Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 21 December 1940 — Page 13

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By OREN ARNOLD

YESTERDAY: Flying seuth with Andre and’ Lona,) Ronnie sees the Border Patrol autogiro, moves to obey its signals to land. Lona turns on her in fury. Andre jerks her from the controls, flies the plane himself. Lona kicks Andre’s Inidan drum out of the plane. Unobserved. Ronnie seizes. a ‘parachute, fastens its straps, dives from the plane.

CHAPTER THIRTY “HER PARACHUTE'S open, she’s

safe!” Wesley shouted frantically at!

the two officers in the autogiro plane. “T-thank God!”

“Use your rifle!” the pilot yelled.|

“Aim at the front of the cabin, the controls!” But Officer Starr was already aim- , and he began firing with meticulous care. Crack! Crack! They Just bad to stop that monoplane now before it could outdistance the Goverament ship! “He’s hit!” the pilot yelled. “He's got to land!” Ther was no open field, no cleared 8pot. Obviously Girardeau was striving desperately. He did guide the crippled monoplane over huge boulders—then all ‘at once it struck the earth, bounced twice and finally halted. tail up against thick yucca growths. The autogiro was settling right near it. Girardeau jumped from his plane and started running. The moment the autogiro touched earth Wesley York leaped out in pursuit, carrying Officer Starr’s gun. “Halt” Wesley yelled. Girardeau shot back twice, ran on. The - chase continued half a mile, each man dodging cacti, greasewood, rocks. All at once Wesley saw they had~ been running at an angle toward the spot where Ronnie landed, ‘saw her unstrapping her chute to be free. She saw them then and began shouting; : Girardeau stopped abruptly behind a rock and shot back again and again, and Wes in turn dropped prone to resume shooting. He saw Girardeau’s head go out of sight, and so he quickly sprang up and ran again. When Girardeau’s head next showed, only a few feet separated them.

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HE HIMSELF couldn’t have said what strange fury drove him, but Wes was on the fleeing man with a peculiar exultation. Both guns had been emptied. Wes literally dived aft Girardeau in the last few feet to make a flying tackle. They fought there furiously. Ronnie came running toward them fast. Girardeau suddenly gained his feet but Wesley straightened upward, swinging under Girardeau’s guard. Splack! The man’s head snapped back; he fell limp. In 60 séconds more Wesley had Girardeau’s hands tied with "his own necktie.

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The officers had found Lona Montoya dazed but not critically hurt, even though in the landing she had fared worse than Girardeau... Mr. Starr gave first aid. The Border Patrol pilot took to the air and when he saw that Girardeau was safely captured—with Wesley and Ronnie waving to him—he flew back a few miles, landed for a moment and promptly took off again for his return. . It was marvelous how he could set the autogiro down and lift it from small places. When he came to the crashed monoplane this time all the others had gathered there waiting, and he left the government ship carrying—surprisingly—Girardeau’s Indian drum. Y Still panting, Wes York stepped forward. He tore off the padding around the drum, then with pocket knife cut the rawhide head and: took out the parcel concealed within it. “You had the right hunch, Dr. York,” Officer Starr said, calmly. “That’s the bomb sight.” The others—Ronnie especially— just looked on, enthralled. Lona and Girardeau had been handcuffed now. “The U. S. Secret Service owes you a new hat, Dr. York,” Starr went on. “You've lost yours. And there may be some. points you and . Miss Ronica want cleared up, eh?” “Y-yes!” Ronnie could barely mutter it, nodding. “Well,” the office looked with obvious respect at Ronnie and Wesley both, “to tell you the truth, _ Girardeau isn’t French, and the Montoya girl isn’t Mexican. Federal under-cover force has been checking close for weeks, the Mexican Government co-operating. He's

German: she’s some Asiatic mixup, |

probably part Japanese at least. And she was playing him for a sucker all along—ha! She and some Jap agents have a secret cache in Rainbow Canyon, with radio. and everything.” “Oh-h-h!” murmured Ronine, wide-eyed. “So that's—" “Finally,” the officer went on. “She made Girardeau take the ectual risk of stealing the bomb sight, but she would have taken it from him.” 2 8 =

Wesley turned toward Lona hergelf. *“Did—you have it—when we were out riding horseback? You hid it then!” Surly for a moment, Lona finally nodded and spoke slowly, “Except for the autogiro I would have taken it to my own countrymen then, on the desert. Have they not been near the bombing field all the while waiting to observe the army tests?” “Certainly,” Mr. Starr agreed. “We kept a secret watch on that from the day Miss Ronica and I caught the five Japs. Watched you,

“Later to keep Andre from being suspicious I brought the- bomb sight back. Anyhow, I wanted to take it from under his very nose!” Lona glared now at Girardeau in obvious contempt. “Engaged to thees Ronica, and make the love with me!” - Ronnie gasped. “No! I have never been engaged! Never! Why I-—" Starr resumed talking. “We know a let more than we told anybody. But Dr. York, you sure saved us! We could get nothing clinched either way. I see now this Lona was working her treachery in two directions. And they would have gotten out of the country with this bomb sight today as sure as sin! An Indian drum—ha! And Bailey's own daughter!” “1 feel utterly flat,” murmured Ronnie. “Wes, however did you . know? You came—when I. needed you most!” : : Inspector Starr grinned. “You two kids talk that out while me and the pilot take the pisoners in. He'll come right back for you. sShip won't hold all six of us.”

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2. 2 THE FOLLOWING unscientific signs of a long winter have been reported at Muncie: 1. Woolly caterpillars are fuzzier

THEY WATCHED the autogiro soar off like the weird mechanical bird it was, and “when Wesley turned to Ronnie again he saw that she was still trembling and had slumped a bit as if tired. He put a comforting arm around her. “Ronnie,” said he, ever so gently, “it's all over now, except that I simply must—I've got to—uh, you —" He swallowed. “Ronnie, this Lona was a type who tried to get everything in life through her feminine appeal. And this GirarSsag had money and a smooth way 0. a?

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“No. No indeed, Ronnie! It wasn’t what I--I—you—Ronnie, could you ever be engaged to a— a mere college professor? Ever?

than usual. 5 2. Corn husks are clinging tighter to the cern “than a chorus girl to a munitions heir,” in the words of Bob Williamson of the Muncie Evening Press. 3. Rabbit fur (on the hoof, not .on the counter) is long. 4, Geese and ducks headed for Miami earlier this year. These observations are printed in connection with the official opening of winter at 5:55 p. m. today. :

Ronnie straightened up a bit and sighed elaborately. Then she took his face in her two hands, her own face very close, and shook his fine head a little. “Wesley York, if you don't kiss me—! I've been throwing myself at you for weeks, I love you so! And I know you love me. Or—do you?” ‘ Dr. Woodrow Wesley York, Ph. D., could find no more words. But sometimes even a scholarly young man doesn’t need them. (THE END)

(All- events, names and characters in this story are fictitious.

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