Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 30 May 1942 — Page 14

SATURDAY, MAY 30, ABBIE AN' SLATS

1942

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“YOU ARE William Talcott?” yes.” “You are the manager at Abas Island?” “I was. I have heen relieved | and am on my way back to New York.” “But you were in charge when the launch left the island?” “Yes.” “How long was Sebastien in your employ?” “Five years. He came to us from San Juan to operate the distillation apparatus. I made him foreman three years ago.” “Did he have any enemies that you know about?” “No.” “Can you tell us where he got that stab wound in his arm?” “Yes. The night before last a smuggler named Jackson attempted to land on Abas and we attempted to stop him.” “Jackson!” became apoplectic. in this?” I don’t know.” The chief appraised the group with a sour eve. “Which of you is Miss Paterson?” She stepped forward. “You were one of the guests on Abas Island and a passenger on| BE the launch. You arrived at 2|§ o'clock this morning. After clearing customs, where did you go?” “Miss Swenson and I went to the home of my friends near Estate Cantante.” Were you a witness to the attempted landing of the self-styled ‘Capt. Jackson’ on Abas Island?” “yes E “Would you say that the results were successful?” “No. After one of the crew struck Mr. MacDowell, Mr. Halsey grabbed a pistol and forced them to return to the schooner.” = = =

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June Paterson came to him as|hindered? * thev were leaving. Her hand rested| Halsey had the auditor's report. on his arm, and softly she said, “I'm| Perhaps in that report Talcott would gorry. Bill. You were very fond of{find whe’. he was fighting. Those him. weren't you?” {carefully worded pages must conHe didn’t answer. His eyes, hard | tain move than a charge of shortage and fathomless, were on Halsey. For and payroll padding. For now sudhe. despite his worldliness, was act- den, violent death was in the cards; .- ing most strangely. Pulling away murder had become a part of the to walk by himself. Jumping at hand. shadows. Scared, that was it. he know more than he wanted to, long concrete wharf. In five days or was he beginning to have mis- he would be in New York. What givings about his auditor friend awaited him there he could hot Struthers? fathom. He'd been sure of himself & 8% 4 when Struthers, he thought, was TALCOTT checked out at Hotel playing & lone, dangerous game. 8 refused one ¢ th . u =

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URGE U. S. FARMERS T0 ‘POOL’ TRUCKS

WASHINGTON, May 30 (U.P). — American farmers were asked today to co-operate in a comprehensive program for the more efficient use of farm trucks and automobiles to conserve vital equipment and to insure a continuous flow of farm commodities to market. The request was made jointly by the department of agriculture and the office of gefense transportation.

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