The Syracuse Journal, Volume 26, Number 25, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 12 October 1933 — Page 3

THURSDAY, OCT. 12, 1933

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‘ . It seemed along time before the tali skinny constable roused himself. .As he got !<• his feet slowly Doris saw filial he was n very old man with a stoop In his thin shoulders. He ■ straightened his hat and blinked for,a minute Inquiringly. «’ Doris hurried toward hltn. "Wa—al. now." said the Old fellow ■ nnilably ns she canto near, “you want to see nte about something?'' The faded hazel of his eyes twinkled down at her kindly. . _ . • I i>e.t at him, unable to speak for a minute. "You're the officer of the law in. chargeln this town?" i?"1 gtiess yon might cal! |me that;” drawled the old fellow slowly.' “I'm—l’m—” It was hard to say who she was. It seemed so ridiculous ly untrue—"l'm Diane MerfetL The.' girl wanted for murder. I’ve come to give myself up.." "Novy, now, don't be in such a hurry " "But—" "So you’re the-little girl that done the murder?" "Yes." “You don't look so terrible fierce.’’! “Please this Is hard for me I—” - ' She could not make. <mt the old man < attitude, He was stooping over on the ground fumbiitig for something he had dropped. He found It .at- last . and straightened. If was a pipe. Then hr began a long s.-a-reh in tris trousers. ]Mwk<:s for a "pouch full of tobacco. “When votive la-en In this worhl as long -I- I h tv e.” he ‘said sluwly. ’'you’ll learn It don’t pay to get yourself ex cited." . "Biit don't you understand—“Why.' you're all worked .qv Ymt come on Into rity office find we II see If Ue Cai I r.; ghfen fl -th bs but.’ Dazedly Ik>ris vyns beginning to real De that the old mati had not taken.her . seriously. perhaps.he had never belt rd of. Diane Merrell. -.He turned and began walklnit very •lowly toward a r.'imshiiekle store that was nearby. Doris 'followed him. There was no one"in the g'oornyTn terlor of the dark store At the back was a d--r e: h '•’O'’ ’o- marked In large him k letters. Il led 4nt o a small ofth e where Dor s followed the Old mati. . „ . He ■. -I I, : ’• :!i ■> svv w-1 <-!■ r yety o . ■ \ T ■ev efry !.. ■f v s been In for ‘he r tnall; so I eve— we won't be imerrtpp d." be >-id . , ‘ "I'm what I sa|d very seriously. Constable." . said Doris abruptly “\Va al Dow. let's talk a little bit about It., What makes you thlnk-you’re •Diane -Merrell? You know there have been lots of girls found,'don’t you?" trout on the constatde. ’ "Why now. If I was to arrest you ■ and send you on up to the police In New Jersey you'll be about number ten bn the list.". . He I chuckle.) "Don't know, a girl should j want to he In her sixes, though.” i Doris felt that she wg> wasting time. The office was a blurred Jumble How was she tn convince him of her earnestnerat? "These smart alec cops around here j are willing to arrest anybody that they I see around wearing skirts. Why only | the other day they arrested the wife of j some young fellow that was up visit '■lng the big artist up Joneaboris wayfellow the name of St. Gordens-- you surely have heard of him!” “Yes. I know. I —” “Bm going to ask yop a few que« lions, and if you can prove to, me that you're Diane Merrell, darned If 1 don't arrest you—’’ He grinned. (showing hmwn stumps of teeth; "Yes, sir—rather ma’am. I should say. darned If I don't arrest you. Let's see '' you are Diane Merrell, you can 1 tell me n few things about yourself, can't you’’’ "Why yes, I suppose ao—but 1 shouldn't think—’’ 1 * "Wa—al. first of all, what’s your - father's full name?” ■’■ She racked her brains. Wbv hadn’t ' ahe noticed that when she was reading the papers? < -- "Why—let’s see. Charles—no. John Merrell.’’ "It's Samuel. Rut I'll give yod an other question—” He eyed her hu morously. t see? Where was It you went to school ?" ”Why I went to—look here, what l« the use of all these questions? If I give myself up for murder, that ought to be enough. Isn’t ItF The constable swung hlmaelf back to his desk. “Wa— al next time yon give yourself up you better get more information. Mr. Merrell’s name Is Samuel, and 1 remember you went to ’ Vaaaar Now yon go on hack to yonr mamma and yonr papa, I expect they’re looking for you right now." Doris rose. She would have to go oa to the next town, find a bigger place. There must be hundreds of policemen who were willing to arrest her. “Don’t know as bought to let you go. Somebody will be around lookin’ for you like as not, and you're liable to get Into trouble." He spoke half to himself. Before he could make up Jrts mind Doris marched out. As she made her way through the empty store she noticed the sign. •Western Union." She could send a telegram to her father collect: Sams uel Merrell. Morristown. New Jersey. Then If the old man wanted to hold h« there, let him.

He was pottering along after her slowly. ■ “Where's the telegraph operator?" i “Wa—al now, you want to send a telegram?? . / , “Yes, certainly.** ' "Who you going to telegraph?" Doris looked' at hint silently. She felt that she was being rude to the old man who was being kind to her In ; his way. but her patiene< was ebbing. •11l tell that to the telegraph ©iterator." "I'm him." "But—" "Yep. I’m him. I'm the postmaster, too. and the storekeeper here Yof>. . see I'm quite a fellow In these parts. Wouldn't think It to look nt me now. would you?" He handed her a tele graph blank. "Spose you want to send it col lect?” ■ "Yes." said Doris furfously. • | "All right. Write It out. Let me i •ee What It is."' ' Doris took hold of the blank angrily. When this old fellow found out the truth he wouldn't la* quite-so sure of ■ himself She wrote rapidly : "Samuel Merrell. 'Morristown. New Je.r-iev. , ' • | am here in—” . • She interrupted her work to ask. lint Is the name of this town?" "(’berry t'.orners. A’ermpnt," ' Doris wrote -“(’herry Comers. Ver mont. I wnnt to give myself up to the police." She -"signed the message Diane. She handisl it to the aged oper ntor, who scrutinized it closely for some get -ends . ••Can't see very well without my glasses" He fumbled “Here they are Now h-t s take this out where it's lighter anti let pie read It over . once." 1 ' . Doris walked briskly to the dtw>r. She was tiware of a ear coming bp the rond. but she did not think of it. The old mtin .w'is reading aloud her mes sag. getting It very slowly. It seemed to her. his aneietit head bent over the familiar yellow slip of paper 'i he etir stopped A man got out ami came swiftly toward. them Doris looked up. <tepp,sl back in sudden fright, looked again. He stared at her . There eoiiid be no doubt who if was Doria felt all her old imrvasoiiiug ter ror- -■"<'<..ng over her. It was the man In the cab. He snauh.-d the hit qt yellow paper fr-un the old man's hand. ! “For G si s sake, don't send—" H'S! g ■ dnt the me** .<• and crumpled It up In his pocket. “Thank G—d I’ve found you."’ The old man looked at the stranger . calmly. "Know this young lady, do yotj?" The young man did not answer. He at Doris His eyes were dark w i eye-fement and his face' was i draw n. , ■ ■< - ’a trying to tell the she's I t'i.n.e Merrell." said the constable,-. | “Course I knew she wasn't.’’ | The young man turned his gaze on the old' man. "Os course she’s not.” j lie said sharply. •’That's ridiculous.” CHAPTER XI She was not Diane Merrell. Doris almo-t smiled. Relief loosened her nerv <*s. She saw- the yonng man's dark eyes nua-t the - constable's In • knowing glance. • Slowly the old man made the motion of grinding near his own grizzly temple* He wiid,<-<! He thot-ght she was crazy.- ' hack , Perhaps she was crax.v. Perhaps she was an esc:ip«')| lunatic. A subtle, panic emanating from that dark night mare face tore at tier heart. This was the man in the cab. Why did 1 she hale film? Why did he terrify her? •u'ome. dear, let nie take you home." He pul a protecting arm opt to touch her shoulder. She Jerked away. Dear! There tt was again. As she stepped back he came closer, whispered, “For (I—d's sake come away from this old fopl." Doris turned and began to run. She ran through the tree tunnel to the place where she had bidden Beatrice's car. _ The man In the cab had said she was hot Diane Merrell, And the man In the cab knew MThy was she running away from him then? Becanse she hated him. because she feared I him, because It was her Instinct to rt»n and she was helmvlng like a foot Her footsteps slowest. She had lost herI self once In a hopeless whirl by tearing the man In the cab. .Now she must i face him. She stopped and turned around. ; The young man was not pursuing. I He had left the constable who had set ! tied down for another nap under the . tree - t There was a soft whirr as the young 'i man started up his motor. Shew-tched , him back his car. He was turning ; around. Why was she afraid of him? If he were her husband. Rocky had , said she could divorce him. She would talk with him now. At , least he could tell her who she was. , She drew a long breath and waited for biin to come up to her. Her heart gave a little leap of pleasure, She was not Diane Merrell And when she told this young man she could never belong to him no matter what their relation had been, she I j would be free. Then she would go * back to the St. Gardena She would

go back to Rocky. The thought gave her so much cojiVage ,that she smiled as the car drew .up.beside ber. “Get hr" She’shook her head. “No. Tou get out.” “K’o. We must get away from here.” “I want to talk to you." “We can talk better in the car." ' “No. I won’t do that You'll have | to get out” He hesitated, opened the door, hesl- ; tated again s and got out "We might i wffTirhvr a bit. It’s risky, though." “Wt|y Is it risky?” "Might get caught 1 guess not. though. I’ve been searching for you ! everywhere.” “How did you find me?" “Through the papers. I came to the St. Gardens, jmw you leaving Just | as I came from the train. I followed ; you up the road—" t “I thought someone was following ! me." "Yes. But 1 lost the trail op the road. What did you do with your .car? Finally I saw you standing in front of the drug store." His manner changed. He caught her by the shoulders, “Oh my sweet c«n you ever forgive me? You must have been through hell.'' Doris clenched her hands. She straightened her shoulders and shook off his arm. The “Oh my sweet” was too much She might as well come to the point quickly. ”Ixx>k here;" she said abruptly, “who are you any way ?” He looked at her in astonishment. “What do you mean?" "I mean what 1 say. What's your name?" "Are you kidding me?" “Absolutely not. I’ve lost my mem <>ry 1 don't remember anything.” He stopped. His brows drew to gether. “But— but oh my G—d! Do ( you mean that? Do you mean you don't remember what happened?" “1 don't remember what happened." He came close again. His dark, unhappy eyes pleaded with her. “But you remember George? You can’t have forgotten—” ••Gwrge?" “Don’t you remember?" “I don’t remember. Are you George?" “Dariing! Darling! You’ve f<>got ten me?" drew ,5a long angry breath “Yes I have —but tel) me about George,” "I'm George. George Mortimer.” He took off his hat and smoothed the dark wiry hair hack from his brow nervously They had walked sway from the tiny village.-, and were stand ing near a ?>rook that rumbled over gray stones. • George Mortimer. The name brought back nothing at all. She was afraid of her next question : Who am I? He would surely answer: Mrs. George Mortimer She looked up at him, gathered her nerve, spoke calmly: “Who am I?" He seized her in his arms. “Oh my darling, you belong to me now—" ••i don’t—* “You're all I have. We'll stick together—" “I won't.” r She struggled. “1 want to get you on a boat—’ "Let me go." “We can Ih* tn Canada by nightfall. It’s a miracle—that I’ve found you Darling, sweet. You're going to be ail right now." She pushed him with all her strength, shoved at his shoulders until she faced him. “Tell me who I am.” He crushed her close. “1 wouldn’t tel) you for anything In the world. It’s unbelievable that you don’t know.” “There’s a car corning. If you don’t let go of me I’lLscream murder at the top of my lungs." He listened. The steady buzz of an apirroaching motor could be heard . over the murmur of tbe brook A car was coming up the road In a cloud'of dust. Rocky’s car. “For G—d's sake, come on.. We’ve got to get going." "I won’t go with you I tell you. Let go of me." "You're crazy. You don’t know what you're saying. You’ve got tc come with me." She screamed: “Rix-ky! Rocky !" Rocky's car stopper!. He flung him self out. The man's hold on Doris relaxed. “You foo)—" Rocky neared them. The man be- , gan to run toward his own car. “Rocky ’ Don’t let him go. It’s the man In the cab.” Rocky looked at her over his shoulder. His Jaw was set grimly. He ran after the other man. George Mortimer. The car was a couple of yards down the n»ad. Doris watched with clenched hands. man in the cab was run ning desi»erately. Rocky stumbled after him. Rocky was gaining. But George Mortimer would get to his car. He would get away. He had not told her who she was. He would disappear. She would never find out. George Mortimer reached his car. She could see his long legs disappear ing. Then his head showed dimly through the glass, bending forward. He was turning on the switch. She heard the motor. Rocky came, up to the car. He tugged at the door, could not open It Mortimer was slipping the car Into gear. Rocky put his hand-through the open window and seized the man at the wheel by the collar. The car tottered slowly forward with Rocky on the running board. George Mortimer was helplessly clutching at the wheel. He could not quite reach It Rocky was pulling at him. trying to drag him through the window. Doris was paralyzed. The car run nlng slowly in first s|>eed was wavering straight for a deep ditch. Rocky’s hands were tugging at Mortimer, pulling his shoulders through rhe window. Mortimer’s feet were away from the brakes. Nothing could stop the car. If Rocky would only get away. The car would fall over. The car plunged, came to an awful stand still but stood upright Rocky braced himself against the side. I Doris ran toward them. i She saw Rncky straighten himself. He was all right then. Mortimer’s head had struck against the window ► frame. He was limp now tn Rocky’s > I giW- -

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Rocky let go of him and opened the car door. Mortimer lay with closed eyes, a streak of blood running down his forehead. “Rocky—is he dead?” “I don’t know." “Rocky. Bm out of one murder. And now pre got you In another.” Rocky looked at her blankly. “What do you mean?" { ■ “Im not Diane Merrell.” Rocky seemed to hear. He was looking at the man with whom he had been struggling. “I’ve got to get him to the doctor.”. He leaned over and bent his head ovht George Mortimer’s heart. “He’s still alive. I think he's only stunned. I’ll move my car up here and put him in it" He ran back to his car. Doris examined the wound on Mortimer’s head. It came from a small cut. Oh, surely he would be all right' He would come to his senses and telLthem everything. The blood was already drying up. If only he weren’t so pale. If only he would open his eyes. Rocky's car came up. In a minute Rocky had hoisted him Into the rumble. Rocky turned to Doris. His face was stem. "Now, Doris. You are to do exactly as I say. You disobeyed me this morning by running off. and I don’t want that to happen again." Doris’ heart throbbed happily. It was nice being with Rocky again, and nothing much mattered now. George Mortimer was going to live, and she i was not Diane Merrell. “I’ll do anyi thing you say. Rocky." “All right Where is Beatrice’s I car?” “It’s parked uu i lane —very near." j “Go and get tn It. and drive hack ' toward the St Gardens place.” I “But I’d rather come with you. I want to find out If this man Is all right. And I want to know—" "It’s not safe." “But I tnld you I'm not a fugitive from Justice or anything. He’s the man in the cab. He says I’m not Diane i Merrell. And he knows.” “Doris, please don’t argue with me. I’ve got something to tell you. and as soon as I get this man in a hospital. I’ll come right away and Join you. Now pay attention. Turn to your right on a dirt road near a yellow barn. Have you got It?" . Doris looked at him pitifully. She was not Diane Merrell, only Rocky wouldn’t listen Rocky contlniiw!: “Go up this road for about a mile. It skirts the St. Gardens place. You’ll find a shed. Leave the car there, and go on Into a little path. It crosses a bridge, and leads to a little yew arbor. I’ll meet you there.” He had stepped Into his car. and was already turning on his Ignition as he finished. George Mortimer lay calm and still. “But Rocky—please don’t let him get away." i-» "Don’t worry Meet me in the yew arbor.” / (TV/BE CONTINUED.) AFRICA. -— ■ I 1 Mr. and Mrs. Ezra Shock Tuesday in the Earl Gipe home near Columbia City. Mr. Shock’s mother, Mrs. Alice Shock returned home with them after spending several weeks in the Gipe home. Friends and relatives of Mr. and Mrs. Walter Koher gave them a plesant surprise, Sunday, this month being the birth month of both parties. Those who attended were: Mr. and Mrs. Ed Hooper and daughter, Mr. and Mrs. John Gatwood, Mr. and Mrs. Ed Stocker and three children, Mrs. Stanley Himes and family, Mr. and Mrs. Wilford Wilson, Mr. and Mrs. John Koher and family, Mr. and Mrs. Harry Koher and family, Mr. and Mrs. Bundy and family, Mr. and Mrs. Walter Schmuck and family, Charles McClintic, Anna Morrison, Mr. and Mrs. Martin McClintic and two daughters, Mr. and Mrs. Murphy of Ft. Wayne; Mr. and Mrs. John Murphy and son,?Walter Gage, Mr. and Mrs. Frank Farley, Mr. and Mrs. Fred Lynch and family, Mr. and Mrs. Brent Koher and daughter, Mrs. Lester Mock and family, Russell Gawthrop and Lewis Greider. There were 70 guests in all. Mrs. Etta Cripe of Goshen spent Friday night with her sister, Mrs. Jacob Click. Mr. and Mrs. Milo Miller were Saturday supper guests in the Jonas Cripe home. Sunday visitors were Mr. and Mrs. Will Shock. Monday, Mrs. Frank Brown called. Mr. and Mrs. Lee Dye and son were Friday evening guests in the Eli Shock home. Mr. and Mrs. Fred Ljnch and son , called in the Jacob Click home, . Sunday evening. ► The Marrs family reunion was held ! at the Harry Wingard home, Sunday Those present were; Mrs. J. G. Marrs and children, Mr. and Mrs. 1 Ralph Marrs and family, Mr. and ‘ Mrs. Carl Marrs and family, Mr. ' and Mrs. Fred Marrs and family, J Mrs. Belle Marrs, Alvs Marrs. Mr. and Mrs. Carl Noble, Russell Snodgrass, Ralph Pletcher, all of Larwill; Mias Evelyn Henline and Miss I Frances Blanchard of Pierceton; • Mrs. Martha Sittison, Columbia ’ City; and Mr. and Mrs. Frank Marrs 1 of Meads, Kan. * ! SOLOMON’S CREEK j I Mr. and Mrs. Jim Fisher of Elks hart spent several days last week with his brother, Ed Fisher and wife. Mrs. Kenneth Hapner was brought 8 home from the Goshen hospital, Saturday morning and is improving. Mrs. Vic Niles is caring for her and

doing Mrs. John Ringwait and daughter from Washington, D. C. are visit- ; ing relatives and friends in this vicinity. Millard Roe and family of near , Richville have moved on the Dick Unrue farm. Mr. and Mrs. Kaleel Juday, Mrs. ] Sarah Juday, Ben Zimmerman and family and their, guests, Mrs. John Ringwlat and daughter spent Sunday afternoon with Mrs. Rosa Iden of Indian Village. Mr. and Mrs. Will Zylman called on Mr. and Mrs. Ed Fisher, Sunday afternoon. RICHVILLE Mis. D. L. Blue is ill at her home. Mrs. Geo. McDaniel called on Mrs. R. E Treadway last Thursday after-: noon. Lincoln Milner of Mounta Vista, ' Colo., is spending a month in the 1 D. L. Blue home. Charles Myers of Smally Lake is spending a week in the J. Stettler home. Robert Strieby and family spent Friday evening in the Monroe Ott home. Floyd Baker and daughter Mar-1 garet spent several days last week at the World’s Fair. Mr. and Mrs. Henry Whitmer j spent Sunday with L. Wingard of j Ligonier. Mrs. Orlo Green has been ill/with | bronchial asthma. ■- . I SALEM Arch DeFries and family spent Sunday with Henry DeFries and family. Edward Nymier and wife of Goshen called in the afternoon. I Conrad Auer called on George Auer’ (and family, Saturday. Robert Bowser called OW- Howard > Mock/ Sunday afternoon. Donald and Harry Smith and! James Pinkerton spent last Tuesday ; evening ’with Lewis Auer. George Auer and wife spent Tues-! day evening with John Auer and family. Donnabelle and Richard Tribble spent Tuesday . night at the George Auer home. Mr. and Mrs. Emory Guy called at the Joe Smith home, Sunday afternoon. Doris Hummel and family spent Friday evening at the George Auer, home. Howard Hummel and Ted Auer called, at the Joe Smith home, Friday evening. ZION. Celia Belle Disher’spent Sunday with Martha Brower! Mr. and Mrs. Emory Guy called on Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Smith and family, Sunday. Mrs. Floyd Brower and son Maxwell, Mrs. Eston Kline and Mrs. Ray LeCount attended the World’s Fair in Chicago, Wednesday last week. Velma Disher spent Sunday with Lucy Clayton. Mr. and Mrs. Floyd Strieby spent Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. Ray LeCount and son Corlyss and George Strieby. DISMAL Mr. and Mrs. McCormick and family, who have resided on the Perry Dull farm for the last year are moving to Fort Wayne this week. Mr. and Mrs. < Lon Burley and Frank visited in the Bud Burley |iome in Van Wert, O. , last Thursday. Mr. and Mrs. George Craig are j leaving their summer home at Cedar Point Tor their home in Pittsburgh, A SO ROUND TRIP TO (Chicago Every Week-end l Travel In comfortable coaches. You will have ample time in Chicago for WORLD’S FAIR and other sightseeing and visiting. 1 Asi about other Barg n Fares Every Week-end to Bit O points. Foe detaite cumuli Ticket Asent ; Baltimore & Ohio

The White Family Saxophone Ensemble In a Program of Concert Numbers followed by ; THE CLOWN BAND t As it appeared at the World’s Fair Under Auspices M. E. Ladies Aid, Fri. eve., Oct. 20,7:45 p. m. H.S. Gym Lliuei AU;>P advance ticket SALE AT KLINK’S and THORNBURG’S V

Pa., this week. Maurice Lung 'had his! tonsils re-; moved at the Luckey hospital at Wolf Lake, W’ednesday last week. Max Burley and wife of Ligonier called on Virgil Bobeck and wife recently. After spending the summer at the home of his grandparents, Mr. and Mrs. Lon Burley, Noel Burley returned to his home in Van Wert, O. last week. Will Pollack and two sons from Pierceton called at the Dora Clingerman home, Sunday morning. L CONCORD Rev. Emerson Frederick and family spent Sunday at the James Dew-1 art home. Mr. and Mrs. Floyd Dewart and ! family of Milford and Ray Gods- [ chalk spent Sunday at the Ernest Mathews home. A i Wayne Bucher spent Sunday with Lewis - Hamman. Those who enjoyed Sunday with Mrs. J. A. Fisher were: Mr. and Mrs. Rial Troup of Milford; Mr. and Mrs. Floyd Galloway and family of Cromwell; Vern LeCount and ’ daughter Mary and son Carl of Lig- . onier. [ Mr. and Mrs. Guy Fisher had as ■their guests, Sunday, Mr. and Mrs. i Everett Tom and family. 1 Mrs. Bertram Whitehead and daughter Martha returned home Friday I after a few days visit with Mr. and J Mrs. Harry Strieby in Chicago. ' Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Mathews spent Sunday evening with Mr. and Mrs.’ Ralph Hoy Jones came from Chicago to

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