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About The Omaha morning bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 1922-1927 | View Entire Issue (Dec. 29, 1922)
THE MYSTERY GIRL Bj l AKIH.lN HKLU. (Copjrtcht, IMt.) tConlinuH from Yrslrrday > Or a truth. Liza Has com had known Waring for many years and had spent a number of them in des perate effort to persuade him to re uounee bachelorhood in her favor. ret her words cart ied 1 i11!*• weight with Attorney Gray, who tancied that he knew men letter than the insistent spinster possibly could. "Mias Haacom,'' he said, after fur ther though*, "and Mrs. Peyton, too, I'm going to a«k you—I’m going to instruct you to ke#-p this matter Mulct until after the funeral of In. Waring. That occurs tomorrow, and 1 want r dn> or so to look into this thing quietly. W« would gain noth ing by. mailing matters. I will see Ml* Austin, of course, and rest as *Ured, if she's guilty of any wrong doing. she shall not escape. Hut it is a serious matter to accuse a sus pect without giving any chance for explanation-' "There's no explanation of that tttby pin and all that money, that is not incriminating to that girl!” Miss rbuunni explained “Nevertheless, I am in authority, and 1 forbid you to discuss the con motion of Miss Austin with the case at all." Cray knew how to imp, , -s bellig erent women, and lie even added a hint of their making trouble for themselves unless they obeyed his explicit command. He returned to the study, where Gordon Lockwood was going over the morning's mail. I he secretary was a busy mftn, for Ills late employer had bad a number of diversified interests, and every mail brought letter-', catalogues, cir cular* and newspapers that required careful attention. John Waring had brten a collector of rare books, and other curios, and was interested in several literaly enterpriser. To many of the*** correspondents Lockwood could merely send a state ment of the doctor's death. But others involved careful and wise judgment, and Lockwood conscientiously dis charged his duties. The study had been put In order, and all traces of the tragedy had been removed. The books that bad beeq on the desk, including the blood *1 alned copy of "Martial,” Lockwood bail, after consideration, restored to iheir places on the shelves. Although It gave him a thrill of honor. Lockwood had nerved himself to appropriate Waring’* desk, for it meant far greater convenience in his work. He sat there a- Cray entered, and raised his imps: Ive face to note the attorney’s excitement. "By Jove, Lockwood.” Cray* ex claimed ns lie closed the door behind him. "there’s a new way to look Which. >eems to promise to straighten out a lot of things. Do you know that littD piece over at your beaming house, named Austin?” "I know her slightly. What about her?” From Lockwood's voice no one would suspect that his heart was pounding despot itely. "Weil, she was hero late Sunday night! What do you know about i hrt?” “I don’t know anything about Miss Wlstin being in Dr. Waring's study Jr’uuday n'ght," returned Lockwood, coldly, "and I don’t believe it. For if 'lie had been here I should have known about it. I was here myself, just outside the study door, until 11 1'ou don't mean later than that, d you?" "Dunno. The Bascom spinster tells the story-” ‘ Then don't bank on it. With it 11 due deference to Miss Bascom. I kqow she is not always a reliable spurct- of Information.” "But she says she saw the girl coming over her-' late at night-” "She didn’t! It’s not true' What under the hen vans would she have come for?" 'What does any giil visit a man for/" < 'ray gave an unpleasant wink, anil Lockwood with difficulty con Util'.ed an insane desire to spring at his throat. "And, l-essles, sh* is evtn now in possession of the missing $500 end the ruby pin.11 "I. don't believe ill" "ore here, Air. Lockwood, it .-doesn't matter to anybody whether Toil believe these things or not. Miss Austin b is the valuables, and I'pi go ing over there now to inquire how Mhe pot them. Also, it just oecu/s to me that those small footprints leading across ihe field are directed toward the Adams house, a; it tuny have been made by a woman as likely as bv our hypothe ical small-footed man." "Those arc Nog 's footprints." "l low d i «you know /" TVmnion serve Even if Miss Aus tin d. 1 come over here for any reason she would bare come by the street, not aerpss the snowy field." “Apparently she rile-- ti e field. .So i ni going io ask her win " *i "All right, ("ray. but you must admit you're Illogical, inconsequent and Inconsistent. You think I killed Lh'. Waring, because I huve a sbai|i, round lienholder. and owe some larg< mils. fiien. because a gossiping old maid conus over, here and lmbblev. you fly off at a ialtgent ami accuse ci unprotected girl of absurd and un .T>CJie\able crime." “Oho! Intelested in tin siren your self, eh!" "No; I'm not—if you mean Miss Austin. That is. not personally." b>i men could have told this lie with such a <. nvinelng manner, hut Lockwood'; phlegmatic calm stood hi n now in good stead, and his air of obvious indifference carried convic tion. ■ "But." he wont on. “I am sorry for her. It's nobody's business who or, what she is. yet those women over at flic Adams house arc hue and all pos sevsed to find out something against her I only want to advise you, fray, if you talk to anybody over there’, get Old Salt himself, lie's more fair minded than his wife or the other women." "Men ore apt to lie—where a o, ttv girl is concerned," said fray, dryly, and Lockwood ground his teeth In tag*', ns tlie attorney went awa\ ills demand to see Miss Austin was listened to by Old Salt Adams, who had seen lilm coming and opened the door for him. 11 ell, ( ray, ' said the old mail, as he ushered him into the sitting room and shut the door. "I know what you're after—and l just want to say so slow. That's all—go slow." "All right. Salt. Will you send Miss Austin down here—also. I must inter view her alone." "Yes—I understand. But don't lie led away now, by circumstantial evi dence. You know yourself, it isn't always dependable." "Oo along. Suit, don't try to teach me my business. Have you talked to the girl?" "Not a word. My wife has. but she didn’t learn much." Adams went away, and in a few moments Anita Austin came into the room. A first glance showed Cray's ex perienced eye that the girl was what lie called a siren. Her oval, olive face was sad and sweet. The pale cheeks were not touched up with artificial color, and the scarlet lips were, even to his close •erutiny, ulso devoid of applied art. She wore a smart 111 tie gown of black taffeta, with crisp, chic frills of finely plaited white organdie. Whether this was meant as mourn ing wear or not. Gray could not de taraviB* The frock was fashionably short, showing thin silk stockings and I black suede ties. But Miss Mystery seemed wholly unconscious of her clothes, and her great dark eyes were full of wonder ; mg inquiry as she looked at the at torney. and then a little diffidently of fered a greeting hand. The little brown paw touched Cray’s with a pathetic, hopeful clasp, and he looked up quickly to find him **»lf looking into a pair of hopeful eyes, that, without a word, expressed confidence and trust. lie shrugged Ills shoulders a trifle and se. rctiv admonished himself to keep ;i tight rein on his sympathy. Then relinquishing the lingering I . nd. lie sat clown opposite the chair .she had chosen to occupy. "Miss Austin." he* began, and paused, for the first time in his life | uncertain what tack to take. *'Yes," she said, as the pause grew longer, and her soft, cultured voice helped him not at all. 11 • iw could he say to this lovely small person that he suspected her of wrongdoing? *'(ro on. Mr. Cray," she directed 1 him. meantime looking at him with eyes full of a haunting fear, "what is it?" Cray had a sudden, insane feeling tliHt he would give all he was worth tor the pleasure of removing that look of fear; then commanding him* ! self to behave, lie said: "1 am sorry. Miss Austin, but I must ask you some unpleasant ques | tions." "That's what I'm here for." she said.' with the ghost of a smile on her c urved red lips, and, smoothing clown her ti.ffeta lap, she demurely clasped Vaudeville—Photoplays Today—Last Times Fuller’s Band The Jazz Sensation Seven Days, Starting TOMORROW A Bi*r Six-Act New Year’s Bill Filled With Happiness for All Omaha BILLY KELLY & COMPANY In a Comedy With Music ‘Tied Breams” theTamys A Vaudeville Surprise abbottTwhite Peppy Songsters if 3 Other Acts f A Superb Photoplay “Pawned” With TOM MOORE and EDITH ROBERTS i TIME OF SHOWS , TOMORROW AND MONDAY 2:C0—4:20—6:45—9:10 SUNDAY 3:30—6:15—8:30—10:45 The last show Sunday evening ccncludes alter midnight. Please note that Vaudeville' Sunday MaTinee starts at 3:30. Per formances continuous daily from t P M. \l»\ KHTISEMENT. | NOSE CLOGGED FROM \ • A COLD OR CATARRH j • • * Applv Cream in Nostrils To f * Open l'p Air Passages. j Ah' NVliat relief! Vour clogged nostrils open light up, the air pass ages of your head are dear and you can breathe freely. No more hawk mg, snuffling, mucous discharge, headache, dryness—no struggling for breath at night, your cold or catarrh is gone. Don't stay stuff* d up! Get a small bottle of Ely's Cream Balm from your druggist now. Apply a little of this fragrant, antiseptic cream in your nostrils, let it penetrate through every air passage of the head: soothe, aiul heal the swollen, inflamed mucous membrane, giving you in stanf relief. Ely's Cream Balm is just wluit every cold and catarrh suf ferer lias been seeking. It's just splendid. ADA ERT1SKMENT. BREAK CHEST CHIOS WITH REB PEPPER Ease your tight, aching chest. Stop the pain. Break up the congestion. Foci a had cold loosen up in just a short time, "Red Pepper Rub" is the cold rem edy that brings quickest relief. It * annot hurt you and it certainly seems to end the tightness and drive tile congestion and soreness right out. Nothing has such concentrated, pen i etrating heat as red peppers, and when heat penetrates right down into ; colds, congestion, aching muscles and | sere, stiff joints relief comes at once. The moment you apply Red Pepper | Rub you feci the tingling heat. In I three minutes the congested* spot is wanned through and through. When | >ou are suffering from a cold, rheu i mutism, backache, stiff neck or sore | muscles, just get a jar of Row Its Red ; Pepper Rub, made from red peppers. at any drug store. You will always | liavo the quickest relief known. Al j ways say "JRowles.” her sensitive little hands and waited. Those hands bothered Cray. Though they lay ouietly, he felt that at his speech they would flutter In anxiety —even In fear, and he was loatfl to disturb them. Because of this hesitancy. he plunged in more abruptly than he meant to do. "Where do you come front, Miss Austin?" "New York city." she said, a brighter look coming to her face, as If she thought the ordeal would not be so terrible after all. "What address there?" “One W est Sixty-seventh stret.” "You told someone else the Hotel Plaza," "Yes: 1 have lived at both addresses. Why?” The "why" was disconcerting. After all, Cray thought, he was not a census taker. He gave up *getting past history and said briefly* "Were you at Ur. Waiting's house Sunday evening?" "Not evening," she returned, look lng thoughtful. "I was there Sunday afternoon.” . "And went back again, late in the evening—to see Dr. Waring, in his study." "Why do you say that?" she asked quietly, hut a small red spot showed on either olive cheek "Because I must. How well do you I —did you know the doctor?" "Know Dr. Waring? Not at all 1 never saw hint in my life until 1 came here to Corinth " “You arc sure of that?" 'Vtlmost sure—oh, why. yes—that is, I am quite sure.” "Yet you went over there Sunday evening, and came back to this house NEIGHBORHOOD THEATERS HAMILTON - • 40th and Hamilton CORRINNE GRIFFITH In "A WOMAN’S SACRIFICE" VICTORIA ... - 24th and Fort NORMA TALMADGE In “THE FORBIDDEN.CITY” GRAND ... 16th and Binney CONSTANCE TALMADCE in "THE PRIMITIVE LOVER" Amatfur Vaudeville in possession of I'r. Waring's vain uble pin and a large sum of money." "Oh, no. Mr. Cray I didn't do any such thing:” "Then can you explain your pos session of those articles?" “You mean. I suppose, the roll of hills that Miss Basconi put into my top bureau drawer?" (To lie Continued Tomorrow.) Last py^nrn Iasl Times | y y 1 Times Tonight • • Today COHSTAHCE TAIMADBE New Show Tomorrow James Oliver Curwood’s “Man from Hell’s River" Eva Novak—Wallace Beery Midnight Show Sunday at 11 P. M. Can You Imagine a Situation Like This As the Big Punch in a Phutoplay? Ten men and one woman trapped in a “waterproof” cellar Cafe while a torrent rages through the streets of the city outside. The guttering candles on the mahogany bar tell the story of the oxygen slowly draining from the air, and the strange gathering realizes that death is only a matter of hours. WHEN ALL ARE EQUAL Levee Louie, the bum who had felt the heavy hand of the bar tender upon his shoulders a hundred times, is now given food and drink and becomes their equal. The young broker who had forgotten the chorus girl he once amused himself with gazes into her eyes and sees the true love that is reflected in his heart. The bartender confesses to the boss that he has stolen out of the cash register for years. Two brokers who had been bitter enemies now join hands in friendship. The unfrocked preacher, who years before had taken the wrong path because of his wife leaving him, meets face to face the man who was responsible for it. The proprietor of the Cafe who has always made “war profits” now sets up “the best in the house” that they all may drink to i the future everlasting friendship. As they all join hands in the “Brotherhood of Man” they think of the lives they would have lived if they had an opportunity to live them over again. OPEN THE DOORS! Instead of suffocating, they decide that they will open the big doors and allow the waters to sweep in upon them. The clash of the- irons, the creak of the doors, and instead of the rush of the waters down the Cafe steps the sun is shining brightly outside, for hours before; the torrent had abated. IT’S DIFFERENT NOW Levee Louie once more feels the heavy hand of the bartender upon his shoulders; the two brokers become enemies and go out into the world to fight each other tooth and nail; the proprietor tells the bartender that he will deduct from his salary the amount of money that he has stolen and then proceeds to make out a bill foy the expensive wines that he had so “generously” treated his fellow men, in their hours ©f doom. But there is among this group the boy and the girl, and what really happens to them after this thrilling episode is a delightful surprise. • BUT NO PREACHMENT All this is presented to you on the screen; not in a manner of preachment, but as real entertainment, with laughs galore. The photoplay, “THE SIN FLOOD." cannot be expressed in a word, a phrase, or a sentence; all the old adjectives have been used until they are frayed at the edges. “Great" has almost lost its meaning; “Wonderful" has been shouted out of recognition. The Sun Theatre presents “THE SIN FLOOD" starting tomorrow to the Omaha public at its face value: if there are any adjectives adequate to express its value we know they will come from those who see the picture. A SPLENDID CAST The actors in “THE SIN FLOOD" are real and not celluloid ones and among those who compose the all-staff cast of players are Helen Chadwick, Richard Dix, James Kirkwood, Ralph Lewis and John Steppling. WHAT TO EXPECT IN 1923 The Management is proud of the fact that “THE SIN FLOOD” is a splendid forerunner for what the Omaha public may expect in pictures at the Sun Theatre for the year of 1923. Start the New Year Right!! We Will Preaent for Our New Year'* Week Special— SUNDAY and ALL WEEK with Douglas MacLean and Madge Bellamy A RIOT! °"e of ,h* GREAT B,G H,TS of ,he vr*r■ Thal Ur 4 • iteeplechaae! When you’re not laughing you’re yelling—yellnig like-1 And the itory! A panic when a youth who can’t even (tick on a rocking-horae ha* to ride a four-legged thun derbolt becauae hi* girl believe* he’* a famou* ateeplchaaer. HAVE YOU ON YOUR FEET—RIDING ALL THE WAY Also a real novelty attraction, WILL ROGERS in THE ROPIN'FOOL” SPECIAL NEW YEAR’S EVE. SHOW! ! With complete change of program for this one performance. Emerson-Loos production. “A RED HOT ROMANCE" You can come at nine and see it all for one price. I TONIGHT s\Nrn _——_*J M itinee Saturday \ Willi m Morris Presents I LAUDER IN NEW AND OLD SONGS A DirechonWILLIAM M0Wf!S/J COMPANY Of ARTISTS 1 ^ Gocd Seats Available for All Performances. Second Balcony Reserved. Ev ngs., 50c to $2.50; Mat.. 50c to $2.00 Sunday and Monday f New Year’s Eve., New Year’s Day, December 31 and January 1 rwctyy 'rfeov/r///vt J£c<XJ?‘Oe/^’'^S'ro<A<As3\ 'U -•■■■••' w I Nights—50c to $2.50 | Matinee Monday, New Year’* Day. | Ticktts, 50c, $1.00, $1.50 and $2.00 |! Seats Wow Selling f " 1 Last Last Day A. * J k B Times “Hungry Hearts” | —the girl who wrote herself love letters —who five a funeral for a man she had never seen. Now Showing with BUSTER KEATON in “The Electric House" MATINEE DAILY EVERY NIGHT at 2:15 P M. at 8:15 P. M. Now Playing MARION MORGAN DANCERS In a New Dance Drama "HELEN OF TROY" Ralph C. Bevan A Beatrice Flint ROX' I CARL EMMY | LA ROCCA 1 And Hit Pet. I Chancion Trio - - John A Nellie Pint Topic, of the Day— Aesop'. Fables I'atlie New. BELLE MONTROSE In "Her Only Chance" MATINEES j nTcHTS 15c to 50c 15c to *1.00 Plu» U. S. Tax I PIu. U. S. Tax USE BEE WANT ADS Thomas Meighan and LILA LEE in GEORGE ADE'S “Back Home and Broke” One of the Year’* Beet. IMPRESS NOW PLAYING JONIA’S HAWAIIANS Introducing •THE PEARL OF HAWAII” WM. WOLFE A LOUISE WARD In "TEA FOR TWO AND THEN SOME" GREENOUF A TINO Offer COSTUMED SONGS AND DANCES BERRY A LAYTON •THE ALL ROUND BOYS” LOIS WILSON A JACK MJUfALL In "BROAD DAYLIGHT” •OMAHA'S FUN CENTER” tyjawm* TpE^r^r LAST TIMES TODAY—2;15-8:3t “GREENWICH VILLAGE REVUE’* Tomorrow (Sat.) Mat. and All Week WINE, WOMAN & SONG i^r Ladles' Tickets, l3o or J5c at Dally Mat.. 2:15 Two Complete Showi Sun. Nile, Dec. 31 Starting at 0:3d and 11 :Jt Novel. Timely Surprleoe o' Stroke of 12. IVM DN I Tl O^.-tha'i One L'va Spo< NEW YEAR S EVE. All Over at 1:45 A. M “OWL" CARS HOMfc Ask for Jht Omaha department Mr. Seller'lei me introduce Mr. Butter” \ says the Omaha bee "Want'Ad You can’t write letters to all the people of Omaha who would be inter ested in buying the things you want to sell or supplying you with the ones you need. You don’t know their names and addresses. There are hundreds of people who would be anxious to buy the scores of things you may no longer need and want to sell—that car, that refrigerator, that furniture in the attic—but— You know here are plenty of people who would jump at the opportunity of renting your house, of coming to work for you, of buying somefhing you are willing to let go at a bargain—but— You don’t know who they are! There’s just one way for you to find out—that is to let your little ad in the “Want” Ad section of The Omaha Bee find these people for you. Hundreds of buyers and sellers are meeting through Omaha Bee ‘ Want” Ads all the time. Call AT-lantic 1000 and get in introduction to ihe man who h»« what you wml or want* what you have %p Omalia. MormtiA Bpp THE EVENING BEE