The North Platte semi-weekly tribune. (North Platte, Neb.) 1895-1922, September 08, 1922, Image 2
THE NORTH PLATTE SEMI-WEEKLY TRIBUN E g-l( mm -j i Ulustratfottf by Irwin .Myeiv Copyright by William MacLeod ........... If heliouTd. Thnf Information gained, the mnn no longer Interested hlni. ' Sullenly Jerry left. There wa8 no, profit In Jeering at Lindsay. Ho wnBj too entirely master of every situation that confronted him. Within tho hour Clay was wakened from sleep by another guard with word that ho was wanted at the office of the warden. Ho found waiting him there 1 Beatrice and her father. Tho girl' bloomed In that dingy room like a cac tU8 in the desert. ; Sho camo toward him with hands ex- tended, In her eyes gifts of friendship , and faith. 1 "Oh, Clay, I" she cried. "Much obliged, llttlo pardner." Her! toIcc went to his heart like water to tho thirsty roots of prickly pears. Ai warm glow beat through his veins. Tho doubts that had weighed on him dur-1 lng tho night wcro gone. Beatrices be lieved In him. All was well with tho world. The Gang Politician's Insolent Eyes Went Up and Down Him. "I Didn't Come to See You." Ho shook hands with Whltford. "Blamed good of you to come, sir." "Why wouldn't wo como?" domnnded tho mining man bluntly. "Wo'ro hero . to do what wo can for you." Llttlo wells of tears brimmed jovor ( Beatrice's lids. "1'vo been so worried." . "Dou't you. It'll bo all right", Strangely enough ho felt now that It would. Her coming had brought rip pling sunshine into u drab world. 1 "I won't now. I'm going to got ovl denco for you. Tell us all about It." "Why, there Isn't much to tell that you haven't rend in tho papers prob-i ably. Ho camo u-shootln' and was hit "by a chair." VWas It you that hit him?" "Wouldn't I bo Justified?" ho asked gently. "But did you?" For . n moment ho hesitated, then made up his mind, swiftly. "Yes," ho told her gravely. Sho winced. "You couldn't help It. How did you come to be thero?" "I Just dropped In." "AlonoV" "Yes." . He had burned tho bridges behind him and was lying glibly. Why bring Bromfleld Into It? Sho was going to marry him in a fow days. If her flnncfi was man enough to como forward and tell tho truth ho would do so anyhow, It was up to him. Clay was not going to betray him to Beatrice. "Tho paper says there was somo one with you." "Sho! Reporters sura enough have lively Imaginations." "Johnnie told, mo you had au eugage-i mcnt with Mr. Bromfleld." "Did you ever know Johnnie got nny thing right?" "And Clarendon Bays ho was with you nt Maddock's." Clay had not been prepared for this I . . ' cumulative evidence Ho guvo a low laugh of relief. "I'm an awful poor liar. So Bromfleld suys ho wns with mo, docs ho?" "Yes." IIo Intended to wait for a lead before showing his hand. "Then you know all about It?" ho asked carelessly. Their eyes wcro on each other, keen end watchful. Sho know ho was con cealing something of Importance, no had meant not to tell her that Brom fleld bad been with him. Why? To protect tho man to whom she. was en gaged. Sho Jumped to tho conclusion that ho was still shielding him. "Yes, you're & poor liar, Clay," sho agreed. "You stayed to keep back Col lins so ns to glvo Clarendon a chance to escape." I I tl 1 Ml bund by miMacleodRdne Ram ! "Did I?" "Can you deny It? Clarendon heard the shots as he was running down stairs." "He told you thai, did he?" "Yes." "That ought to help a lot. If r can prove Collins was shootln' at me I can plead self-defense." "That's what It was, of course." "Yes. But Durnnd doesn't mean to lot It go at that. Ho was here to sec rao tills mo'nln'.V Clay turned to tho mining man, his voice low but Incisive. Ills brnln was working clear and fast. "Mr. Whltford, I have u hunch he's go ing to destroy the evidence that's In my favor. There must bo two bullet holes In the partition of tho rear room whero Collins was killed. Sco if you can't find those bullet holes and the bullets In tho wall behind." "I'll do that, Lindsay." "And hlro me a good lawyer. Send him to me. I won't uso a smart ono whose business is to help crooks es cape. If he doesn't believe In me, I don't want him. I'll have him get tho names of all thoso pulled in tho raid and visit them to seo If ho can't find somo ono who heard the shots or saw shooting. Then there's the gun. Some one's got that gun. It's up to us to learn who." . "That's right." "Tim Muldoon will do anything he can for mo. There's a girl lives with his mother. Her name's Annie MU11 knn. She has ways of finding out things. Better talk It over with her too. We've got to get busy In a hurry." "Yes," ngrced Whltford. "We'll do that, boy." "Oh, Clay, I'm sure It's going to bo all right 1" cried Beatrice, In a glow of enthusiasm. "We'll give all our time.. We'll got ovldenco to show the truth. And we'll let you know every day what wo are doing." "How about my going ball for you?" i asked her father. Clay shook his head. "No chance Just yot. Let's mako our showing nt the coroner's Inquest. I'll do fine and dnndy here t(ll then." He shook hands with them both and wns taken buck to his cell. But hope wns In his heart now. Ho knew his friends would do their best to get the ovldenco to free him. It would bo a bnttlo royal between the truth and a lie. CHAPTER XVIII Bromfleld Makes an Offer. A youth with a face like a fox sidled up to Durand In the luttel lobby and whispered In his ear. Jerry nod ded curtly, and the man slipped away as furtively as he had come. Presently tho cx-prlze-fighter got up, sauntered to tho street und hailed n taxi. Twenty minutes later ho paid "You Rotten Traitor! Qet Out of M Room or I'll Call the Pollcel" tho driver, turned a corner and passed Into an apartment houso for bachelors. Ho took the elevator to tho third floot ftnd n "n electric bell at a dooi . 1. I I . I ii. . n r sis.. which carried tho nnmo "Mr. Cluren don Bromfleld." From the man who came to tho dooi Mr. Bromfleld's visitor learned that h was not well nnd could receive nt callers. "Just mention the Omnium club, and say I'm hero on very Importnnl business," said Jerry with n sour grin, Tho reference served as a password, Jerry was admitted to meet a host qulto unahle to control ins niarm. ax sight of his visitor Bromfleld Jumped up angrily. As soon as his man had gone ho broke out in a subdued scream. "You rotton traitor t Get out of my room, or I'll call tho police." Durand found a comfortable chair, flrow. a caeo front hjjj. poekct; and ,bq? lected n cigar. He grinned With ovll i mirth. "You will, eh? Like It 1 you will.! You're hlilln' from the 6ms this blessed minute. I've Just found out myself where you live." "You took my money and threw mo down. You hired (t gunman to kill I me." ! "Now, what would I do that for7 1 1 hadn't n thing in the world against you, an' I haven't now." ! "That d d ruffian shot nt me. Ho , was still shooting when I struck him with the chnlr," cried Bromfleld, his voice shaking. "He didn't know It was you mis took you fo& Lindsay In tho darkness." "My G d, I didn't mean to kill him. ' I had to do something," 1 "You did It nil right." "I told you there wnsn't to be uny , violence. It was explicitly stated, j You promised. And all the time you 1 were planning murder. I'll tell all 1 1 know. By G d, I will." : "Go ensy, Mr. Bromfleld," snnrled ' Jerry. "If you do, where do yo think , you'll get off nt?" "I'll go to the police and tell them your hired gunman was shooting nt us." "Will you now? An' I'll have plenty of good witnesses to swear he wasn't." Durand bared his teeth in-a threat. "That's not all, either. I'll tie you up with the rubo from the West and send you up to Sing Sing ns accessory. How'd you Hko that?" "If I tell the truth" "You'll be convicted of murder In place of hlra nnd he'll go up as acces-1 sory. I don't caro two straws how It Is. But you'd bo n d d fool. I'll sny that for you." "I'm not going to let nn Innocent man suffer In ray plnce. It wouldn't bo playing tho game." Durand leaned forward und tapped the table with his finger-tips. Ills voice rasped like a file. "You can't save him. He's gotn' to get It right. But you enn hurt yourself a h 1 of a lot. Get out of the country and stay out till it's all over with. That's tho best tiling you can do. Go to the Hawullan Islands, mnn. Thnt's a good healthy cllmato an' the hotel cooking's n lot better than It Is at Sing Sing." "I can't do it," moaned the clubman. "My G d, man, If It ever came out that I'd paid money to to ruin his reputation, nnd that I'd run away when I could huve saved an Innocent mnn I'd bo done for. I'd be kicked out of every club I'm In." "It won't ever como out If you're not here. But If you force my hnnd well, that's different." Again Jerry's grin slit his colorless face. He had this poor devil where he wanted him, and ho wns enjoying himself. "What do you want mo to do, I then?" cried Bromfleld, tiny bends of perspiration oh his forehead. "You'll do as I say beat It outn tho country till tho thing's over with." "But Lindsay will talk." "The boob's padlocked his mouth. For Homo fool reason he's protectln' you. Get out, an' you're safe." Bromfleld sweated blood as he walked up and down the room looking fdr a way out of his dilemma. He had como to the parting of the road again. If he did this thing he would be a yel low cur. It wns one thing to destroy Llndsny's influence with Beatrice by giving her n false Impression. From his point of view their friendship wns pernicious anyhow and ought to bo wiped out. At most the cattleman would have gone bnck unhurt to the Arizona desert ho was always talking about. Nobody thero would care about what had happened to htm in Now York. But to leave him, un Inno cent man, to go to his death because ho was too chivalrous to betray his purtner In un adventure this was something that even Bromfleld's atro phied conscience revolted at. Clay was' standing by him, according to Du rand's story. Tbe news of It lifted a weight from his soul. But it left him, too, under a stronger moral obligation to step out and face the music. The clubman made the only decision he could, and that was to procrasti nate, to put off making any choice for tho present. "I'll think it over. Glvo mo a day to mako up my mind," ho begged. Jerry shrugged his heavy shoulders IIo knew that every hour counted U his favor, would mako It more difficult for the tortured man to como forward . and tell tho truth. "Sure. Look it over upside and down. Don't hurry.1 But, mnu, what's thero to think about? I thought you hated this guy wanted, to get rid of him." "Not that way. G d, nol Durand, ' I'll glvo you any sum In reason to let! him go without bringing mo Into lt You can nrrango lt."t Jerry slammed down n list heavily j on tho table. "I can, but I won't. Not I If you wns to go fifty-fifty with mo to your last cent. I'm goln'- to get tlila fellow. Sco? I'm goln' to get hlni good. He'll bo cruwlln' on his hands and knees to mo beforo I'm through, with him." "What good will that do you? I'm offering you cold cash Just to let the truth get out that Collins was trying to kill him when ho got hit." "Nothln' doln'. I'vo been layhV foi this boob. I've got him now. I'm goln' to turn tho screws on and listen to him holler." Bromfleld's valet stepped Into the. room. "Mr. nnd Miss Whltford to so you, sir." Annlo MUUknn nodded her wise lit tie heud. "Jerry's gonna frame htm If ho can. He's laid tho wires for it That's a lend pipe." "Sure," agreed Muldoon. "I'll bet ho's been busy all night flxln' up his story. Somo poor divvies he'll bully rag Into sweorln' lies an' others he'll busy. Trust Jerry for tho crooked stuff." "We've got to tell the truth," snld Bcatrlco crisply, pulling on her gloves. "And we'll do It, too. A pack of lies can't stand against four of us nil look ing for the truth." Muldoon, who was on night duty this month and therefore hud his days free, guided Whltford and his daughter to Maddock's. As they reached the houso nn express wagon was being driven uwny. Automatically tho li cense number registered Itself In Tim's memory. Tho policeman took n key from his pocket nnd unlocked the door. The three went up the stairs to the desert ed gambling hall and through It to the rear room. "From what Lindsay says, the bullet holes ought to be about ns high ns his armpits," said Whltford. " 'Slim' must n been standln' about hero," guessed Muldoon, lllustrntlng his theory by taking the position he meant. "The bullets would hit tho par tition close to the center, wouldn't they?" Beatrice had gone straight to the plank wall. "They're not here," she told them. "Must be. According to Lindsay's story the fellow was aiming straight at It." "Well, they're not here. See for your self." She wns right. There wns no evi dence whutever thnt nny bullets hnd passed through the partition. They covered every Inch of the cross wall In their search. "Lindsay must have been mistaken," decided Whltford, hiding his keen dis appointment. "This man Collins couldn't have been firing In this direc tion. Of course everything was con fusion. No doubt they shifted round In the dark and" He stopped, struck by nn odd ex presslon on the face of his dntighter. She had stooped nnd picked up a small fragment of shaving from the floor. Her eyes went from It to a plank In tho partition and then bnck to the thin crisp of wood. "What Is It, honey?" nsked Whlt ford. The girl turned to Muldoon, alert In every quivering muscle. "Thnt express wagon the one leaving the house ns we drove up did you notice It?" "Number 714," answered Tim, promptly. "Can you have It stopped and the man arrested? Don't you see? They've rebuilt this partition. They were tak ing away in that wagon the planks with the bullet holes." Muldoon wus out of the room nnd going down the stairs before she hnd finished speaking. It was u quarter of an hour later when he returned. Beatrice and her father were not to be seen. From back of the partition came nn eager, vibrant voice. "Is that you, Mr. Muldoon? Colne here quick. We'vo found ono of tho bullets m the wall." The policeman passed out of the door through which Bromfleld had made his escape nnd found another small door opening from the passage. It took him Into the cubby-hole of a room In which were the wires and In struments used to receive news of the races. "Whnt about the express wagon?" usked Whltford. "We'll get It. Word Is out for those on duty to keep an eye open for It Where's the bullet?" Beatrice pointed It out to him. There It wns, safely embedded In the plnster, about fl-e feet from the ground. "Durand wasn't thorough enough. He quit too soon," said the officer with a grlu. "Crooks most always do slip up somewhere imd, lenve evidence be- "Beat It," Ordered Gorilla Dave, Hli Head Thrust Forward In a Threat "You'se Got No Business Here!" hind them. Yuh'd think Jerry would have remembered the bullet ns well ns the bullet hole." They found the mark of tho second bullet, too. It hod struck a telephone receiver nnd taken a chip out of It. They measured with a tapc-Uno tin distance from the floor nnd the side walls to tho place whero each bullet struck. Tim dug out the bullet the; had found. They were back In the front room again when n huge figure appeared In the doorway and stood thero blocking It "Whattu youse doln' hero?" de manded a husky voice. Muldoon nodded a greeting. "Lo, Dave. Just lookln' around to sco tho Bcene of die scrap. How about yuhf ""Bout It,'" dTuGil-n rjoTOlu TJuvtT, Tils head thrust forwurd In a threat. "Youse got no business here." "Friends av mine." The officer In dicated the young womnn nnd her fa ther. "They wunted to see whero 'Slim' wa's knocked out. So I showed 'em. No harm done." Dave moved to one side. "Beat It" ho ordered ngaln. In the pocket of Muldoon wns a re quest of the district attorney for ad mission to the house for the party, with an 0. K. by the captain of police In the precinct, but Tim did not show It. He preferred to let Dave think that he had been brenklng the rules of the force for the sake of a little private graft. There was no' reason whatever for warning Durnnd thnt they were nwnre of the clever trick he had pulled off In regard to the partition. CHAPTER XIX. Two and Two Make Four. From Muddock's the Whltfords drove straight to tho apartment house of Clarendon Bromfleld. For tho third time thnt morning the clubman's valet found himself overborne by tho In sistence of visitors. "We're coming in, you know," the owner of the Bird Cage told him In an swer to his explanntlon of why his mas ter could not be seen. "This Is Impor tant business nnd we've got to see Bromfleld." "Yes, sir, but he said " "He'll change his mind when he knows why .we're here." Whltford pushed In und Bentrlce followed him. From the adjoining room camo the sound of voices. "I thought you told us Mr. Bromfleld had gone, to sleep nnd the doctor said he wasn't to be nwnkened," snld Bea trice with a broad, boyish smile nt the man's discomfiture.. TO BE CONTINUED William E. Shuman, Attornoy NOTICE OF HEARING In tho County Court of Lincoln County, Nobraska. In tho Matter of tho Estate of Fred erick Wornoke, Deceased. To tho Heirs and All Persons In terested In said Estate. You aro hereby notified that on August 23, 1922, Frieda Schorz as ex ecutrix of said estate, niea In said Court her final account and appli cation for tho assignment of tho title to the real estate belonging to said estate, consisting , of the Southwest Quarter (SW&) of Section Ten (10) In Township Thirteen" (13) North of Rango Thirty-one (31) West (W) G p. m. Lincoln County, Nebraska, and for the distribution of the personal property belonging to said estate, and that said final account and application will be heard bofoTe this Court In tho County Courtroom In tho Courthouse In tho city of North Platte, County of Lincoln, State of Nebraska on the 18th day of September, 1922 at 10 o'clock a, m. and you aro hereby notified to appear at said time and place and show cause, If any thero be why said final account should not bo allowed, tho title to sold real estate assigned and tho personal property of Bald estate distributed as provided by law and by tho terms of tho Last Will and Testament of the said Frederick Wernoclto, deceased. T. S. BLANKENBURG, (SEAL) Acting County Judge William E. Shuman, Attorney NOTICE OF HEARING In tho County Court of Lincoln Coun ty, Nebraska. In tho mattor of the Estate of Roso M. Knox, Deceased. To the Heirs and all persons Interest ed In said Estate: Notice Is hereby given that a pet ition for the appointment of Vlvion M. Bonham as administratrix of tho es tato of Roso M. Knox, deceased, has been fllod In this Court and that the said petition will bo heard beforo tho County Court of Lincoln County, Nobrnska In the Courthouso in tho City of North Platto In said County on Soptember 11 at 10 o'clock a. m. nt which tlmo any person interested, may appear and Bhow cause, If any there bo, why the prayer of said pet ition should not bo granted. Dated at North Platto, Nobraska, August 16, 1922. WM. IL 0. WOODHURST, (SEAL) County Judgo Goo. N. Gibbs, Attorney, NOTICE OF PETITION Estate of Brldgot Jones, deceased, In tho County Court of Lincoln Coun ty, NobraBka, Tho Stato of Nebraska: to all per sons Intersted In Bald estate tako notlco that Owen Jones did on the 19th day of August 1922 file a pet ition in said action sotting forth that Nicholas McCabo, executor of said estate did on tho 8th day of August, 1922 dlo. and said petition prays far tho appolntont of Owen Jones, and that letters of administration with will annexed bo granted to him, which has been set for hearing horoln on tho 22nd day of September, 1922 at 10 o'clock a. m. Dated this 25th day of August, 1922. T. S. BLANKENBURG Acting County Judge. When in North Platte COME AND SEE US Hotel Palace Palace Cafe PalaceBazaar J Everything first class and prices i reasonable. Opposite Union Pacific Station. DR. E. C. LYNCH Eye Enr Noso and Throat Glasses fitted accurately Over Dixon's Storo NORTH PLATTE J. S. TWINEH, M. D. 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