Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 15 June 1942 — Page 15

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MONDAY, JUNE 15, 1042 ABBIE AN' SLATS

YOU'RE DRESSING UP

BECKY IS THE SWEETEST GIRL IN OUR TOWN. OF COURSE SHE'S ALWAYS BREEN IN LOVE WITH SLATS SCRAPPLE BUT WHAT GIRL WOULDN'T PREFER JOHNNY--? re

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By Harry Harrison Kroll

CHAPTER FOUR HUNTER DENT could hear the butler telephoning in an agitated voice. Hunter listened again to Junior Ballard’s heart. There was just a faint throb of life there yet. A great remorse came upon Hunter. when he brought the boy here last

night, thinking he was only drunk he should have made sure. Everything now was complicated. The bank messenger near death; this young dissipated boy dying; Hunter had the missing $17,000 in his safe. His mind was addled. He could § hear Warwick's voice. “Yes, sir, Mr. Ballard, come imYnediately. Mr. Dent is here, sir.

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out. He said he would not stop to] have breakfast. Yes, sir, there was! a party here last night but it broke up early. Very well, sir.” Warwick came in. “Mr, Ballard is starting immediately.” ‘We'd better leave him just as he is. I wonder if we should call] the police—but that would never) do. Well have to wait for his father and the doctor.” The car out front drove away. Red entered breathlessly. She] stopped, met Hunter's eyes straight] and hard. “Hunter! Is Junior in| there?” “Yes, but you'd better not—" “Is—is something wrong?” “Not I hope. Warwick] has called Dr. Ferguson and your

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Hunter Dent. Tell I can take it. What £.M. REG. U. S. PAT. OFF. has happened to my brother?”

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HUNTER OPENED the door. Red went quickly in. Hunter watched her closely. She stepped across the room, stopped with a small gasp. Hunter moved up to Red's side, a! half-pace behind, just in case she | could not take it. Then she turned. | er brown eyes were swimming. | She went into his arms and put her! face against him. . GERMAN FRONT, THERE WERE It seemed hardly more than a! { RED TANKS PAINTED WHITE,” few moments before Strickland Bal- | i SEN Eine, lard appeared. It was so early in| the morning yet that the man had |

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not had time to shave. Dr. Fer-| i guson was but a moment behind. | out-doors man he required food. He | Hunter remained by the bed while came to the hospital. There the; the doctor made his examination.iattendants took Junior Ballard in. Ballard’s face was a study in worry, | Hunter sighed. He hardly knew fear, and anger. why. He felt sorry for the family; |

he could not do it. They bet he could not. He bet he could. “Sporting blood,” Hunter said, half bitterly, and drove from town. To his amazement he found

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“How is he, Doctor?” Dr. Ferguson put his instruments| in his bag. “He's not gone yet. I

started out, “This young fellow from motor was jammed against a tree.

maybe he should have waited with Junior's big car just within the them for some final news. He asked stone-and-iron gate which guardat the information desk as he ed the back boundary. The big

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“A good idea. t's do that” As Hunter went out to get the “N-no. Just a casual interest.” “He is dead.”

truck Strickland Ballard followed Hunter was dazed.

asking, please?” the

“Dead!” he

him into the yard. He took his baffled wrath out on Hunter. repeated dully. “What's been going on around here?| “He died without making any How did this happen? I thought I|statement.” left things here in your charge, sir.”| “I—I see.” He went out, got into Hunter was in a mood to hit Bal-{the truck, and drove away. lard where he lived—in his ego. “I 8 A *

am in charge of the animals, sir— and the crops. Including the famous Ballard Prolific strain. There was

AS HE PASSED through Middle-

One casing had blown out. The door was open. Hunter made an examination of the spot, looked and found bloodstains in the wrecked car. His discovery did not simplify the general mystery. All Hunter could deduce was that Junior had come home by the back way, had been either so intoxicated or nearly dead he had had a wreck. “What a bunch of fools these Ballards are!” Hunter thought. He drove on to the house. In the kitchen he got breakfast. Afterward he went to the office. He tried to think. The messenger was dead. No tales there. Junior Ballard probably would die. Hunter Dent had the $17,000 in the safe,

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children. I supposed you assumed ness section. There were neon and that responsibility yourself.” He golf-leaf signs. strode off. In no time at all he came | Cosmetics.” Z back in the powerful new truck. | Products.” They gently carried the uncon-chills and fever.” scious boy out and bedded him in;were a half dozen smaller concerns the truck. Hunter drove. Until he|following in the steps of the great was almost in town he did not re- | Ballard. It was known in business member he had not had breakfast circles as the “Medicine Town.” not even a cup of coffee. Being an Ballard had done that. They said

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“Southern Roses|that—what? “I wonder,” he mutBelle tered. He went over to the safe, “Quick Shot Tonic for knelt, twirled the dial, opened the’ Perhaps there;

pondrous door. The leather bag containing $17,000 was gone! (To Be Continued)

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