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TUESDAY, JUNE 18, ABBIE AN' SLATS

YES "BUM": HE'S UPSTAIRS -- YOUR JOHNNY---

1942

‘w=By Raeburn Van Buren

VERDAMMTER,

SCHWEINEHUND 7 THAT SMALL BEAST BOUNDED INTO MY ROOM -- GROWLED AND SNAPPED AT ME

Serial Story— Sporting Blood

Bv Harry Harrison Kroll

CHAPTER FIVE UTTERLY stunned at the disappearance of the money from the Hunter Dent dropped on the day bed and raked his fingers through his hair

safe

ing events. He had gone out at dawn and looked after the colored boys at their feeding and milking. The safe, he would have sworn, was locked; but he remembered not locking the office door. When he came back at sunrise Red was waiting below at foot of the outside stairway. There he had kissed her. The office

the

was still unlocked while the doctor examined Junior Ballard. But Hunter had locked the door just be-

fore taking the boy to the hospital | “That would mean,”

“that the one who,

at Middleton.

he concluded,

entered here did it probably just] before dawn, perhaps within five | minutes after

I went to the barns} He took out his wallet, drew forth | a small card. The card contained in code the combination to the safe. this one card. No

There was but

one except the dealer and Hunter, an he manufacturer of the safe na ally. knew how to decipher the code so as to read the combination. anerilv Hunter began to swear.

joesn’t make sense, that's all!” = x =

AT NOON when he came in for;

dinner a radio was going some-! where. Perhaps it was in the but-| ler's private domain. Hunter lis-| tened. his attention caught by the] theme song of the Ballard Remedies. The McDougal twins were| | singing their cowboy and hillbilly | | numbers 3

‘And now, friends.” the announcer said, “we of the Ballard Ballads have a most unusual offer to make vou folks out there. As you know, Mr. Ballard is a country-raised boy yim f. He maintains a practical farm some miles from Middleton. Well. Mr. Ballard has been working many vears on a strain of prolific corn which will make a high yield on high land and low land alike. At last, after painstaking research, seed selection, and strain fixing, he has the Ballard Prolific Corn ready for vou. But he will not sell you one grain af this corn which makes! an average of five ears to the stalk, | no. sir. Mr. Ballard is going to give vou a generous bag for planting for | yourself, with full directions. “Simply go to your drug store tomorrow and say, ‘Give me & 60cent bottle or box or tablets, of Ballard's Bitters, for you sour stomach’ Send us the top of carton, and within a short time you will your generous sample of Bellard's Prolific Corn. Could anything be more generous than that?” Hunter Dent swore. Already Strick Bailard was cashing in on Hunter's

life work.

receive

= ” ” IN THE EARLY afternoon Hunter telephoned the hospital to find out how Junior Ballard was. The voice reported there was no news. It was toward the middle of the afternoon when he had a glimpse of a car down in the big wood next the river. His impression was the car was inside the stone gate His first thought was, naturally, about Junior's wrecked car. His next was an instinct to keep out intruders. By a path not much used he was able to steal right up three people were stand-

there

to where ing The most notable of the trio was) Red Ballard. She was in khaki pants with puttees, tweed jacket. The smallish fat man garbed pretty much like a farmer in the locality was the constable, Major Doolittle. The other man, barrel-bodied, six-foot-four, red-faced, rough, was Sheriff Andersosn of Midland county. The three were examining the thread of a car tire in the soft. | just within the iron] gate le’s voice was erzcked with That's the tread of! beyond any shadow |

mnist earth

exe of doubt!” riff spoke with dry voice, disillusioning the J. P. “It wasn't] the ‘death-car,’ mayor. We believe | it was: the car in which the killer

car,

t me see, he myttered, review-

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| huge, old-timey lock. “This key fits

“He never misses his morning train since that insurance agent moved next door to him!”

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DROPPED CARELESSLY BY A PATRIOTIC. AMERICAN CITIZEN IN THE PINE NEEDLES OF A NATIONAL FOREST MAY DO MORE DAMAGE THAN HUNDREDS OF INCENDIARY

SOMES OROPPED BY A FLEET OF ENEMY PLANES.

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ANSWER—Yes! and chances of winning that they had a year ago.

The Germans “have not” the morale, supplies,

| escaped. From what I can gather, | for any one else to have come after the stick-up and shooting the {through here in a car.” killer leaped in his car, drove furi-{ “I—I see.” The sheriff stroked his ously out of town, and came by back | chin. The way he kept saying “I roads in this general direction” |see” got on Hunter's nerves, but he “But for him to get in here, continued to smile. “Good thing,” he Sheriff!” Red protested. “That is | thought, “Junior and I got a new absurd. It's really impossible.” | set of car tires at the same time be“And why, Miss Ballard?” frre rationing started.” The officers “Why, this is private grounds, that | crossed the stone fence and drove gate was locked as you find it now; | round. Hunter nodded for Red to it's perfectly clear the rusty chain follow, and walked quickly back, had not been disturbed. That is, Cutting through to beat the car. He not recently—"

|got the girl past the place where Sheriff Anderson examined the | the car had gone into the brush. fastenings. “On the contrary,

Mi sg | More and more he felt the absoBallard, the chain and lock seem | ute Safty 0: Hiveuns Juhief to have been used quite recently.”

Ce a | son and Doolittle checked the tread. HUNTER STEPPED from the The sheriff did something Hunter cover of the tree which had hidden! did not like. He took a small camera him. He smiled around the trio. 8nd made photographs of the tires.

“Pardon me, but I couldn't help | Hunter noied there Wes HOt ih

overhearing the conversation.” He glanced at the deep picture of the 116 bE 26H) tread in the earth. “The tire marks| (All events, names ang charhcters in this

were made by my car, gentlemen. If you will get into your ear uel ICE IS PRESIDENT OF BUTLER ALUMNI

in the road and drive around, com-| ing in by way of the front, I'll be | Newly elected officers of the Butler university alumni association

glad to show you the exact pattern. | And Sheriff Anderson is correct! are Harry T. Ice, president; Lieut. John T. Barnett, first vice presi-

when he says the gate has been opened recently. I came in here! myself last night.” He took a large key from his pocket. It closed like dent, and Mrs. Robert M. Neale, a jack-knife. He walked over to the second vice president. The executive committee is comthe antique lock, as you can see, | posed of Prof. George F. Leonard, Sheriff. It is the only key to the|John F. Mitchell Jr, a member of lock on the place, and so. of course, {the Bu it would be out of the guestion! Greenfield,

and saving the girl. At the garage Hunter backed his car out. Ander-

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